"Don't worry, I will definitely let you do it." Song Yanzhi said, "But, before that, I can't let her die, I will torture her."

"I will only give you three days. In three days, I will kill her!"

"I see."

"snort!"

The man took a scarf and left with his sleeves.

Song Yanzhi stood there, hesitated for a moment, and then looked at Yun Dai's appearance, reached out and lifted her up and put it on the bed.

"Who is he?" Yundai asked in a low voice.

"Awaken?" Song Yanzhi said calmly, "He is my brother-in-law, Lu Yiping's younger brother. He failed to rescue my sister back then, and his face was burned to death. He lived a very painful life these years. When it comes to hatred, he hates you thousands of times more than I do."

Yun Dai was silent.

Song Yanzhi poured a bowl of water and brought it to her mouth: "Drink it."

Yun Dai didn't eat and drink water for two days. She was covered in injuries and had a fever. Her throat was burned by fire. Her pain was hard to express.

She turned her face slightly.

Drinking this sip of water is just a little longer to prolong the pain.

With her current situation, she just let it go and live beyond tomorrow.

Song Yanzhi reached out to help her head up and forced her to fill half a bowl of water.

Yun Dai coughed violently, and his originally plump face became pale and thin, with long hair spreading.

"If you die like this, wouldn't it be a good deal for you?" Song Yanzhi let go of her, took out a porcelain bottle and threw it to her, "a medicine for treating external trauma."

Yun Dai said: "You torture me, but you gave me medicine?"

"Because I don't want you to die so quickly. I still have hundreds of torture methods that have not been used on you. Don't die so quickly."

After saying coldly, he left.

However, when he came back, he found that the bottle of medicine was still there and had never been passive.

The woman on the bed was lying in a drowsy manner, without any vitality.

Song Yanzhi reached out and touched her forehead, which was even hotter than before.

The whole face was burned red.

"It seems that you want to die too, so you don't need medicine?" Song Yanzhi said coldly, "Don't you have a very pampered man, and your son and daughter. Why don't you want to see them?"

Yun Dai opened her eyes and said weakly: "Do I still have a chance to see them?"

"Give up on oneself, not like your style." Song Yanzhi said indifferently.

"It's not like it. But do you tie my hands and want me to apply medicine to myself with my feet?"

Song Yanzhi was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that since she was caught two days ago, her hands have been tied up with hemp ropes.

He walked over and pulled her arm up, trying to untie the rope for her, but found that the wound on her wrist had become slightly ulcerated and swollen.

The rope was deeply trapped in festering flesh and blood, making the scalp numb.

Song Yanzhi frowned slightly, took out a knife and cut the hemp rope.

But the hemp rope has been stuck in the flesh and blood.

He pulled it gently, and her body trembled slightly in pain.

But no sound was made.

"You can tolerate it." Song Yanzhi hesitated for a while and pulled off the rope hard. The rope also pulled down some of her flesh.

Yun Dai finally couldn't help but let out a painful groan, and his whole body trembled in pain.

In her life, she had never experienced such a degree of physical pain except for having children.

"Does it hurt?" Song Yanzhi stared at her face and asked softly.

Yun Dai couldn't speak.
Chapter completed!