"Brother, in my opinion, just kill them all and show their heads to the public!" Mu Yunshuang looked at these two people with disgust, then turned and looked at Mu Yuntian.
"Yuntian, you promised Yunfei not to kill her, how could you break your promise?" Mei Siyu hurriedly advised.
"Mei Siyu, when will it be your turn to take charge of my family's affairs?" Mu Yunshuang turned around and glared at Mei Siyu fiercely.
Mei Siyu quickly defended: "I don't want to interfere, but I want to..."
"That's enough!" Mu Yuntian shouted and stopped the dispute between the two.
He looked at Mu Yunshuang and Mei Siyu indifferently, and said coldly: "Of course I will keep my promise."
"Brother!" Mu Yunshuang shouted in protest.
"Yuntian!" Mei Siyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"I said if I don't kill her, of course I will spare her life." Mu Yuntian's eyes suddenly burst out with a sharp chill. He was laughing, he was laughing!
"——But I never said that I can't torture her! Yes, killing her is too easy for her! I want to torture her, I want to make her life worse than death!"
Mu Yuntian's eyes gleamed with dazzling light, and he said loudly: "Yes, that's right, I am the 'Iron-faced Prince', and I am in charge of punishments! Only I know how to make a person miserable but unable to die!"
Turning his head, Mu Yuntian shouted loudly: "Where are those torture instruments? Bring them all up for me! I want them one by one, and use them slowly! You have to hold on for me for a while, don't die right away!"
"Yun, Yuntian..." Even though Mei Siyu had been on the battlefield and killed enemies, he had never seen such a peerless fierce god.
By the way, Mu Yuntian was on the battlefield seven years ago.
Ping Xirong, he single-handedly slaughtered the entire tribe, men, women, old and young, with a sword and a horse.