Chapter 518: The Human World Goes to the End (Part 2)
Tianlao
Cang Qiao was wearing a python robe and a gold-painted black hat. She was sitting on the Eight Immortals chair and looked at Zhou Chen who was kneeling on the ground in front of her.
Zhou Chen's hair was messy, his whole body was dying, his body was covered with injuries from torture, and he looked as embarrassed as a pig or dog.
Seeing Cang Qiao coming in, he raised his head with difficulty and snorted coldly, full of resentment: "You... this eunuch... don't even think about impressing me..."
Cang Qiao looked at him and chuckled: "As expected of General Zhou, he has never bowed his head at this time. He has a soldier's backbone."
Zhou Chen closed his eyes and sneered: "Lower your head...lower your head and you will...ahem...let me go?"
Cang Qiao nodded: "Yes, I won't let you go."
He looked at Zhou Chen's clear and indifferent expression, but Cang Qiao suddenly asked: "Don't you want to know why I have been your enemy for so many years?"
Zhou Chen sneered and said hoarsely: "Ahem... everyone is subservient to you, but I, the general, will never treat you, a vicious and cruel eunuch who serves others... You have a good face, so naturally you are dissatisfied with me!"
What kind of bullshit is nine thousand years old? Bah! A parasite who is as shameless and despicable as a eunuch who serves others with sex and only wants to please the king!
He paused and then said contemptuously: "Besides, no matter how you provoke me, Your Majesty will never touch me. Why don't you hate this trust? Now, you can be proud, but don't be proud too soon!"
Your Majesty pushed the date of his execution to after spring just to leave time for others to rescue him!
Every time Cang Qiao imprisoned him, he would not call the imperial doctor to treat his injuries!
As long as he survives these tortures, he will have a chance to fight back.
Cang Qiao suddenly stood up and walked towards him slowly: "General Zhou, I'm overthinking this. I've never been jealous of you for gaining the emperor's trust, nor have I been dissatisfied that you are not as flattering to me as others.
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He knelt down in front of Zhou Chen and looked at him steadily: "General Zhou, take a closer look at my face. This face contains the reason why your life today is worse than death."
Zhou Chen was stunned and looked at Cang Qiao's face that suddenly came in front of him.
There were almost no pores on that pale face, and the long phoenix eyes should have been charming and sentimental, but at this moment they were only filled with darkness and gloom.
The high eyebrow arch and narrow nose bridge, naturally bright red and delicate thin lips with a feminine look, are now as thin and sharp as the edge of a sword, with a violent air.
This face belongs to a beauty - beauty that transcends gender, the long and curled eyelashes even have a bit of exotic style...
Beauty face...
Beauty face?!
Deep in Zhou Chen's mind, an extremely beautiful and exotic pale face suddenly appeared, but she had long curly chestnut hair and green eyes...
"Mei Fei?!"
Cang Qiao suddenly smiled, and suddenly backhand, the long sword was unsheathed, and he stabbed Zhou Chen's shoulder with the sword: "Ah, do you remember? After you caught that man, you humiliated him to death in public and buried him under the wintersweet tree.
woman?"
Zhou Chen screamed in pain, curled up into a ball, and held on to the sword tightly.
"You...you...who are you?!"
Cang Qiao slowly pulled out the sword from his wound: "I am the evil ghost who hid in the darkness of the wintersweet forest and saw all the processes."
"No...who are you...you...you can't kill me...didn't you ask someone to treat your injuries? Your Majesty, Your Majesty will not let you go!" Zhou Chen now completely felt the fear of death.
Shrink back desperately.
Cang Qiao sighed softly: "If I don't treat your injuries, how will you survive those tortures? How can I make your life worse than death?"
Zhou Chen suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared at him: "You... hate me so much, do you mean..."
But he didn't ask the last sentence. Cang Qiao had already pierced his throat and trachea with a precise sword.
"Contrary to what many people think, if the trachea is cut, a person will not die immediately. The only thing that will make people die quickly is cutting a large blood vessel." Cang Qiao looked at the blood-stained sword in his hand.
This kind of ability to cut a person's throat with a sword but not kill him instantly is only possible because they are the Dongchang people who are good at torture and understand every muscle and bone pain point and weakness of the human body very clearly.
Zhou Chen was twitching on the ground, and a frightened and painful "heh...heh..." sound came from his throat.
Who is it? Who is this "Cang Qiao"?
Cang Qiao conveniently threw the sword to Xiao Qi Zi, who was leading the waiters, and took the steel whip he usually used for executions: "General Zhou is of iron bones. This whipping is the most appropriate to send you on your way today."
But he didn't intend to tell him that for people like Zhou Chen, suspicion and speculation would infinitely amplify his fear before death.
Sure enough, Zhou Chen began to tremble all over, desperately covering his broken neck and shaking his head.
Cang Qiao said calmly: "At the beginning, you colluded with the Northern Mongolians and sent the Xiao family's commanders to their deaths. Their bones were crushed by iron horses. Today, the general will try it too."
Cang Qiao paused and smiled apologetically: "I can't completely imitate the iron horse riding on the bones. I hope General Zhou Haihan will go on the road well."
Zhou Chen opened his eyes wide in fear and wanted to scream: "Hehe...hehe..."
But all he could make from his throat was the sound of a broken bellows.
That night, blood and flesh were flying everywhere in the prison cell, and there were inhumanly shrill wails and whips that lasted for half an hour, making people shudder.
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Emperor Ming, who was lying in the room of Qingyun Palace, suddenly woke up and stood up shivering.
His beard and hair were all white, and his hair was all in knots. He sat up with difficulty.
He was not dead. Cang Qiao asked all the imperial doctors and even used Miao medicine to keep him alive, but he was still locked up until his injuries got better. Apart from medicine, Cang Qiao did not give him anything to eat.
In the past few days, he had run out of medicine and became addicted to pills. It was so painful that he even took his own feces as medicine.
The moment he woke up, he suddenly felt that maybe it was a good thing that he died in the hands of his son Shangguan Hongye.
Emperor Ming took a hard breath and covered the painful chest wound. He had a strange and terrifying premonition in his heart, but he couldn't tell what it was!
The emperor, who was as thin as a skeleton, was wrapped in sheets, tablecloths, and everything else to keep him warm, and he staggered to the window on the other side of the bed.
His cloudy eyes looked out from the crack in the window, but suddenly met a pair of cold eyes.
"ah--!"
He was so frightened that he stumbled onto the bed and couldn't get up for a long time.
The door opened with a creak, and a figure wearing a scarlet python robe walked in.
Emperor Ming was in a daze, feeling that the red color on the python robe was like blood, as if it could drip down.
The cold wind rushed in with the smell of blood, and Emperor Ming was startled, and he instantly discovered that the python robe on the man was really dripping with blood.
Even the man's pale and strange face was dripping with blood, and his dark and cold eyes were looking straight at him.
"Ah ah ah - ghost - ghost, don't come here!" Emperor Ming screamed. He had been hungry for many days, but the weak man quickly shrank into the corner.
Cang Qiao casually wiped the blood from his face with a handkerchief and said lightly——
"Did you scare your majesty? Sorry, I just came out of the prison in Dongchang, and I haven't had time to process the blood of General Zhou."
Emperor Ming suddenly looked at him and said hoarsely: "You...killed Zhou Chen, how dare you!"