Hearing this, Han Qingyan's body trembled slightly.

Then she slowly lowered her head and stared at Mo Jiu's feet. The foot was moist and delicate, and the blue blood vessels showed a sense of clarity on her fair skin. Such a foot was to be licked. It seemed that no matter how you look at it, it would not be considered a punishment.

But this is not a love or interest between husband and wife, but a pure humiliation. If she really does this, she will undoubtedly lose her dignity and personality.

For some people, dignity is optional. As long as you can gain benefits, you will lose it.

But with Han Qingyan's personality, dignity is obviously not that cheap.

If one day she really falls into a situation where she has to choose one between life and dignity, she probably will choose the latter without hesitation.

At this moment, Han Qingyan looked at the foot and slowly bent her body.

She has already made up her awareness of facing death and is fearless even in death. Correspondingly, dignity does not seem to be that important...

Moreover, she once wanted to kill His Majesty, so His Majesty wanted her life and she would not have any complaints. She really forced His Majesty to lose her dignity, so now is the time for her to repay.

The most important thing is that Your Majesty may remember everything that happened during this period, but still refuses to believe her feelings for him. Perhaps her surrender will make Your Majesty have a little bit of confidence...

Seeing Han Qingyan coming over and licking her feet, Mo Jiu's eyes changed and he kicked her hard in the face.

The soles of his feet were trampled on his face, and the action was also very humiliating, but Han Qingyan didn't feel it. He was kicked to the ground, and then climbed up again as if nothing had happened, kneeling there.

Mo Jiu stared at Han Qingyan with an incredible look on her face: "Are you really in love with me?"

Otherwise, he would not find any reason to let Han Qingyan give up his dignity and be willing to do such a humiliating and humiliating behavior.

"Yes." Han Qingyan replied softly, even feeling a little satisfied.

At least His Majesty believed in his feelings for him.

"Ha." Mo Jiu let out a sneer, his chest kept rising and falling, and then he burst into laughter, "Haha, you love me, you actually love me!"

"Why? Is it my body that makes you fascinated, or does it know my past, that makes you feel that all your actions are wrong, and that you start to sympathize with me and pity me?"

Han Qingyan wanted to say that it was not, it was not the case. Her feelings for Your Majesty were not born from pity and sympathy. But she stopped because even herself could not tell the true origin of this love, such as sympathy and obsession with Your Majesty's body, and there were many other reasons that she could not tell the completeness of her for a while.

So she simply closed her mouth.

Mo Jiu's expression suddenly became ferocious at this moment: "I don't need your sympathy, I don't need anyone's sympathy!"

This is why Mojiu must kill everyone who knows his past, regardless of whether he has black and white. Those who have hurt him will naturally have to make them repay all this at the cost of their lives, and those who have not hurt him will not need their mercy!

Looking at Mo Jiu's appearance, Han Qingyan's eyes finally became painful and she whispered: "Your Majesty, this is not sympathy..."

This is……

like.

But she could admit that she loved His Majesty, but she couldn't say the three words "I love you" to him because she knew that she didn't have this qualification.

Mo Jiu calmed down and stared at Han Qingyan with a cold look like a poisonous snake.

"whip."

Ye Rumeng was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly took out a long whip from her waist, which was the weapon she carried with her.

Bang!

Mo Jiu took the whip and swung it to her side without being very skillful. The air still exploded, which showed the power of the whip. If it really hits a person, it will definitely lead to a slight fragile end.

He threw it several times in a row, as if he was familiar with the feel, and it seemed as if he was deliberately throwing it to Han Qingyan. He observed her expression and found that her expression was extremely complicated. He endured it deeply, but there was no trace of fear or fear.

Mo Jiu's eyes narrowed, and the next whip finally thrust at her hard, making a buzzing sound in the air, making her clothes break instantly, and a blood mark appeared on her smooth shoulders.

Han Qingyan's face turned pale slightly, but she pursed her lips tightly, gritted her teeth, and made no sound.

Mo Jiu's lips moved slightly, and she sneered, and several whips whipped her quickly!

Han Qingyan finally let out a muffled groan. Mo Jiu's power is not great, but the whip itself is not small. In addition, her physical fitness is relatively weak among women, and she can no longer be as easy as she was at the beginning.

Mo Jiu looked at her coldly: "Please."

He didn't say what would happen if he asked him. Of course, Han Qingyan heard the loophole in his words as soon as he heard it, but she still spoke decisively: "Your Majesty, please forgive me."

As long as His Majesty can vent his hatred, she will do anything.

Mo Jiu's expression stagnated. Han Qingyan begged for mercy so simply, but he couldn't feel any pleasure. Although she groaned, her breathing was steady and her knees straight. How could there be any sign of being unable to hold on? This begging for mercy...is more about "obedience".

His eyes suddenly became sinister again, and he twitched at Han Qingyan.

In the end, he was the first to be unable to hold on and was sweating all over.

Ye Rumeng quickly stepped forward to support him: "Your Majesty, let me come..."

Mo Jiu didn't look at her, shook her head, looking at Han Qingyan, who was kneeling on the ground, covered in blood, and even the falling hair was dyed red: "Do you think this is over?"

"I tell you that there are still many things waiting for you!"

Han Qingyan's eyes were slightly opened, as if her eyes were blurred by blood and she did not speak.

Mo Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly, leaned closer, and suddenly said, "Master Han, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

At this point, he still couldn't catch a trace of fear from Han Qingyan's eyes.

He thought of something, his eyes turned cold and he said in a cold voice: "Do you want to atone for your sins in this way?"

Mo Jiu gritted his teeth and poked Han Qingyan's chest with the end of the whip. There was a wound on his mouth: "I said, I don't need your sympathy!"

Han Qingyan was so painful that her eyebrows were tightly twisted together, and she still whispered: "This is not sympathy, but I deserve to die..."

"You deserve to die for sure." Mo Jiu squatted down and said coldly, "But did Master Han forget a sentence? There are far more painful ways in this world than death."

He finally showed a smile, and his gentle phoenix eyebrows moved, which was so charming and charming. He walked over with his ears and whispered softly: "Don't worry, I will make you... life worse than death."
Chapter completed!