MTL - The System Wants Me To Attack the Female Protagonist of Abuse-Chapter 89 Eighty-nine tripods

◎ dirty her ◎

But the most terrifying thing was not the Dragon Princess, but the Cuizhu who had taken care of him for thirteen years by her side.

He once regarded her as a relative, but when the Dragon Princess took him out in the cellar, those inhuman torture methods were all done by Cuizhu.

The boy's gaze slowly moved from outside the secret passage to the woman squatting beside him.

Song Dingding didn't come with the Song family and his wife. Obviously, she sneaked into the cellar. If they found out, she would probably be imprisoned in the cellar like him.

He hated the Dragon Princess and Cuizhu, and he hated Song Dingding and her parents as well.

None of the people involved were innocent.

Perhaps, he should let her have a taste of being imprisoned in a cellar without seeing the light of day.

The boy's eyes were dark, Song Dingding raised his eyes just to meet his line of sight, she thought she hurt him, her hands covering her leg bones trembled gently: "I'm sorry, big brother. I'll be lighter..."

Another call of 'big brother' made him look slightly dazed.

If it weren't for the fact that he was in the cellar, the black iron shackles around his neck were constantly reminding him of his current situation, and he even thought that they had returned to three years ago.

He went home with her lost on his back, drenched in snow in the wind. They had snowball fights, built snowmen, drank tea and ate cloud cakes together. She also said that he looked better in bright colors.

Recalling the past, the boy's icy black eyes finally added some warmth.

It's just that he still didn't dare to look her in the eye, because now they are the difference between clouds and mud.

She is an unattainable cloud in the sky, unable to catch or keep it, and he is like a dead leaf that has fallen and withered and was trampled into the soil after the autumn wind and rain, and he can only look up at his cloud.

Do you want to drag the cloud hidden in his heart from the clear sky into the dark quagmire?

Will he be happy if he gets her dirty?

The young man listened to the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer.

The arms hanging by his side trembled slightly, he looked at her, and tried to open his eyes wide to look at her, fighting fiercely with the devil buried in his heart.

Song Dingding discovered his abnormality, and was about to let go of his hand and say something, but before he opened his mouth, there was a hand with clear bones in front of him.

He covered her mouth and clasped the other hand around her waist inward. Before she could react, she only heard the soft sound of the iron chains colliding, and then her body twirled for a while.

When she came to her senses, she had been pulled into his arms by him, facing the blood-stained wall.

And he was just behind her, with his back to the outside, and completely covered her with his body.

The secret door was opened from the outside, the footsteps gradually became clear, and Song Dingding finally noticed the approaching footsteps.

She was slightly stunned, and took a while to react. The boy just looked at her frequently because he heard footsteps.

The Song family had just left the cellar and would not come back in a short time, so there is no other possibility for people to come other than the Dragon Princess and Cuizhu.

Song Dingding sneaked in, because the original owner had threatened Tianjun with his youth, and Cuizhu was the real culprit behind Aunt Liu's murder of Li Zhi.

She hasn't sorted out her mood yet, and she doesn't want to confront the Dragon Princess and Cuizhu head-on for the time being.

Although the boy didn't know about her, he understood that she was in the cellar behind someone else's back.

His willingness to use his body as a cover to cover the upcoming Dragon Princess for her proves that he has slowly accepted her and is willing to forgive her?

Song Dingding raised his head cautiously, as if he wanted to take a peek at him, but his chin was on the top of her head, and she could only use the corner of her eye to scan the smooth and graceful arc on the side of his face.

"Don't move." The boy lowered his voice, like a murmur, inaudible above her ear.

This is the second different word he has said to her since she came into the cellar, except for the word 'go away'.

But Song Dingding didn't have time to get excited, because the dragon princess had already walked not far behind the boy.

She just walked in from the outside, her eyes couldn't adjust to the darkness in the cellar for a while, she held her head high and looked down at the boy.

The boy curled up in the darkness, his body hunched, and he could vaguely see the mottled scars on his bare back.

Pei Yuan was devoured by the evil beast, and now his life is hanging by a thread. Even if he hangs his life with precious and rare Shendan, he is still suffering.

When she saw Pei Ming for the first time, she knew that it was the bloodline of her husband and a demon woman with a humble bloodline, and she almost fell to his death in his infancy.

Mr. Kefu said that he did this all for Pei Yuan.

No mother could watch her own bloodline die. Even if she was angry, she forced herself to calm down and took Pei Ming by her side to nurture her carefully.

There is evil spirit in the blood of the demon domain, she must train him to be a gentleman, so that when he stabs his heart, there will be no evil spirit in his heart, and the white paper-like Pei Yuan will be dyed black.

During her thirteen years, although she did not regard him as her own bloodline, she treated him well. Sometimes seeing him pitiful, she even thought that when the heart was cut out, she would explain the Song family well, so that he could die in his sleep without pain.

But what about Pei Ming?

Three years ago, he disobeyed her and contradicted her for a girl he had never met, who had only known each other for two days.

Later, he broke through her conversation with Tianjun again, broke into the bedroom like crazy, and questioned her in front of Tianjun.

It made her feel like she was a joke.

Because Tianjun disapproved of her raising Pei Ming by his side, so she didn't know how much pressure she put on Pei Yuan not to be infected with evil spirits.

She listened to Tianjun's abuse every day, and was regarded as a fool by the subordinates around Tianjun, but she never gave up. She worked so hard and put in the energy and hard work, and finally made it to his thirteen years old.

As long as three or four years later, she can prove to Tianjun that her choice is correct, and she will not be infected with Sha Qi's heart, which will make Pei Yuan a more powerful god.

But Pei Ming ruined it all.

He knew the truth, and she had to overthrow her thirteen years of hard work, and the pity she had for him in the past was also consumed by Tianjun's aggressive beatings and scolding.

This rekindled the hatred in her heart. She remembered that Pei Ming was the son of her husband and a woman with a low bloodline. She remembered that in order to save the common people, her heart and lungs were taken out by evil beasts, and she was tortured day and night. Pei Yuan.

Only by seeing Pei Ming being tortured to the point of death every day can she calm down the anger in her heart and give her a moment of peace.

The dragon princess squinted at the boy's bruised body, with a little pleasure in her eyes: "How does it feel to be hungry?"

He didn't speak, but his tense back trembled slightly. She took this scene into her eyes, thinking that he was trembling because of fear, and the corner of her mouth raised a satisfied arc.

If he hadn't looked at her with sarcastic eyes a few days ago, clearly so embarrassed and showing such a self-aware look, how could she have starved him for so many days in a fit of rage.

It seems that he has a long memory, and he doesn't even dare to turn around and look at her.

Cuizhu narrowed his eyes and looked at the hunched boy: "Princess, is this drink still pouring?"

She held a wine gourd in her hand, and the gourd was filled with high-purity spirits, mixed with bamboo leaf green, mulberry wine, burning knife, rouge drunk and other spirits.

Pouring strong liquor on his wound must have irritated his flesh more than salt water.

This is the latest method she has come up with, which can not only let the princess of the dragon family let go of her anger, but also will not actually hurt Pei Ming's body, so as not to delay the heart-cutting technique a month later.

In fact, the way the Dragon Princess used to blow her air on Pei Ming was also done by Cuizhu.

She still has a lot of means to use, but it's a pity that Pei Ming will die in a month, and there will be no chance in the future.

When the princess of the dragon family heard Cuizhu's question, she hesitated slightly.

The Song family had just found her in the morning, and mentioned to her that Pei Ming's body is too weak now. If he doesn't take care of him well, it may affect Pei Yuan after gouging out his heart.

When she saw Pei Ming, she would think of her hard work in the past thirteen years, and whenever she remembered that her efforts were in vain, she wanted to cut his flesh alive.

But hate to hate, she must not involve Pei Yuan because of temporary grudges.

The Dragon Princess wanted to give up on this, but was a little unwilling.

Every time she came, she would try to torture him in some way. If she left like this this time, he was afraid that she would feel that the thunder was loud and the rain was small, and he would no longer be afraid of her in the future.

She pondered for a moment and couldn't think of any good idea to humiliate him, but fortunately she looked at Cuizhu.

Cuizhu understood immediately, what the Dragon Princess meant, she nodded slightly, indicating that the Dragon Princess should not be in a hurry.

She played with the wine gourd with her light-white fingertips, looked at the uncharacteristically quiet boy, and chuckled: "Master, the princess wanted to adopt a watchdog a few days ago, but you also know that the princess is allergic to dog hair. "

"Why don't you do your filial piety to the princess and learn to bark twice for the princess to listen to?"

Cuizhu said it lightly, as if he was not insulting him with words, but asked him if he had dinner tonight.

She knows Pei Ming too well, and sometimes the mental harm is more unbearable than the physical trampling and torture.

After all, Pei Ming used to be so proud.

She wants to break his arrogance, let him crawl on the ground, and truly become a dog that the dragon princess knelt and licked.

The boy curled up and lay motionless on the cold ground, but only Song Dingding in his arms knew that his body was shaking, and his tightly stretched body was as stiff as a stone.

She knew that the Dragon Princess still wanted to torture him, but because of the Song family's warning to the Dragon Princess, knowing that hurting the teenager might affect Prince Yuan's heart transplant operation, she didn't dare to act rashly.

The young man can ignore Cuizhu's words, because the dragon princess doesn't dare to do anything to him, and she can't do anything about him, so she thinks of insulting him spiritually.

It's just that the young man ignores Cuizhu, and Cuizhu may be relentless, and even approach him and continue to insult him.

Now the dragon princess and Cuizhu are far away, and there are teenagers behind her, so she can't see her existence clearly.

If Cuizhu approached him, she would be able to see her clearly from above.

Song Dingding knew that she secretly ran into the cellar without the permission of the dragon princess, and what it meant when she was discovered.

She may be regarded as a new torture object by the Dragon Princess. After all, the Dragon Princess is not so rational, and she does not have the shrewdness and scheming that is like a Tianjun.

The crazy woman didn't care about the consequences, let alone the Song family and the Song family who were behind her.

Song Dingding knew the consequences, but she still made a very unwise choice.

She was going to stand up, get up from the boy's side, and walk out in front of them.

What can you do if you imprison her, as long as she can't be tortured to death, there is always a chance to find a way to escape.

Proud like a teenager, how could Song Dingding break his last pride in order to protect himself?

She also wanted to protect him once.

Song Dingding bit her lip tightly, a trace of blood appeared on her lips, her palm rested on the ground, slowly propping up her somewhat weak body.

But in the darkness behind her, at the moment when her arm was exerting force, a pale palm stretched out and took her body back.

Before she could even react, she went back to the hot body again, her slender arms tapped her waist so tightly that she couldn't move.

She heard the boy's trembling and short voice.

"Wang."

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