"No...you can't do this to me, I'm the eldest lady of the Cheng family, you can't hurt me..." Cheng Xiya stepped back in horror.

But just after a few steps back, she was restrained by an invisible force and floated into the air.

"Ahhhh, if you dare to kill me, you will never let you go when you get married!" Cheng Xiya yelled in fright.

Xue An said lightly: "Who said I was going to kill you?"

"Huh?" Cheng Xiya was startled, and then there was joy on her face.

But soon, her joy was solidified by Xue An's words.

"I just want you to feel the pain you inflict on others."

Cheng Xiya felt that her muscles were stiff, "You..."

Xue An's eyes were shining brightly, and the mighty divine mind smashed Cheng Xiya's defense line like a ruin.

Cheng Xiya's eyes instantly became confused and hollow.

And Xue An also saw those cruel and **** pictures from her memory at this moment, and couldn't help snorting coldly.

"There is more to die!"

After that, Xue An directly placed Cheng Xiya's soul in her own memory, but made him the victim.

In an instant.

This Cheng Xia howled in extreme pain.

At the same time, blood stains began to appear on her body, just like someone was cutting her body with a knife.

Next, every type of torture she ever used to Chen Xiaomei was shown on her own body.

"Kill me! I can't stand it!!! Ahhhhh!" Cheng Xiya was about to collapse.

That kind of deep bone pain made her wish to die now.

Xue An ignored her at all. Instead, he lowered his head and looked at Xiaomei Chen, and said calmly: "Did you hear it? The person who hurt you is suffering the same pain as you!"

Chen Xiaomei did not speak, but a few tears flowed down the corner of her eyes.

"Please let me go! Please!" Cheng Xiya trembled and began to beg for mercy.

At this moment, she was covered with bruises, her eyes closed very strangely, and the corners of her mouth opened to the sides, as if it had been stitched together by something.

Xue An shook his head, and said coldly: "When you act recklessly against a girl who has no ability to resist, you should be prepared to bear the same price. It's not that I won't let you go. It's all you. I found it myself."

Cheng Xiya was completely desperate, and at the same time, the joints all over her body began to shatter a little bit.

It was as if an invisible giant was hitting her bones with a small hammer little by little.

Every time she shivered and screamed.

at last.

Cheng Xiya's bones were broken, and her whole body was floating in the air in a very twisted posture.

But her expression became dull, her eyes hollowed out, as if she had become a walking dead.

It was her spirit that couldn't bear such a huge pain, and she broke down directly.

As a result, a strange scene appeared in the midair of this room.

The chief butcher Feng Fatzi and the noble lady Cheng Xiya were all floating quietly, some were dead, some were dying.

The subordinates who had followed Li Chang and Fatty Feng got together and looked at them with trembling.

When Xue An looked at them, these people almost burst into tears.

"Big... Your lord spare my life!"

Xue An sighed slightly, "It stands to reason that you should be spared if you kill a few first evils!"

These people breathed a sigh of relief.

"But I'm in a bad mood today! So you also go to the funeral together!"

Following the voice, a ray of sword light swept across the group of people instantly like a horse.

Puff puff.

Head down.

The dead body fell down.

Xue An looked at the bodies of these people with no sadness or joy on his face.

Sometimes the first evil is hateful, but these helpers should also be killed.

Xue An can be sure that the hands of these people are also stained with innocent blood.

At this moment, Xue An turned his head, looked at the shadow of the corner, and said lightly: "I saw a good show, what do you think?"

The shadow trembled, and then a woman with a pale face appeared.

It was the dancer just now.

At this moment, her heart is completely occupied by fear and fear.

Only then did she understand how ridiculous her so-called transaction just now was.

This man who looked like a **** and a demon was so terrible that even Fatty Feng and others paid the price of their lives without even doing anything.

And he just wanted to extract resources from him.

I really don't know how to write dead words.

Xue An looked at the dancer with a fluctuating expression and shook his head slightly, "Don't be afraid, I am not going to kill you!"

The dancer swallowed hard, "Much...thank you, sir!"

She wanted to escape just now.

But under the influence of Xue An, all her escape methods failed, so she could only hide and shiver in the shadow of the corner.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you?"

The dancer dared not make a sound, but shook her head.

"Because although you are greedy, you at least understand the principle of equivalent exchange, instead of like this group of people, who are greedy and at the same time bullying the weak for pleasure."

At this time, the crushed head finally swallowed his last breath, and died at the same time as the butcher whose body was broken.

Only this Fatty Feng is still lingering.

It may be because of being too fat, but he is the one who lived the longest among the three.

But at this moment, the lamp has run out, and it is dying.

But when he saw the dancing girl, his eyes lit up slightly and opened his mouth, wanting to ask for help.

Xue An waved his hand at this moment. Except for Cheng Xiya, a ray of fire appeared on his body, whether it was dead or not.

In an instant, these fire lights swallowed all these corpses and people.

Fatty Feng finally screamed a few times before being burned into nothingness.

The room became empty.

The dancer couldn't even speak, and she was completely wet with cold sweat.

"This dirty world is really boring!"

Xue An sighed, then looked at Cheng Xiya who was floating in midair.

"Since you like to make others into art, I will make you the most unique kind."

With that, Xue Anxin pointed his hand.

Cheng Xiya trembled violently, and then drops of blood separated from her body.

in a blink.

The blood of Cheng Xiya was drained, forming a big basketball ball in mid-air.

As for Cheng Xiya, she was naturally dead.

It's just that the corpse has become like a specimen.

Even the expression on his face is a bit lifelike.

Seeing this scene, the dancer almost screamed, and then quickly blocked her mouth, afraid to make the slightest noise.

Then Xue Ancai said.

"Know her?"