After Xiao Xuan finished speaking, several black figures leaped into the villa and took out sharp knives.

Under the moonlight, Dong Wensheng felt the awe-inspiring murderous aura on the sharp blade, and it seemed to see the pain of his body being cut off.

"No, no, no..."

He wants to escape, he wants to hide!

But he was pinned down by the angry Your Highness Tianlong and could not move at all!

I could only watch the flesh on my body being cut off!

One piece, two pieces, three pieces...

The painful wail echoed in the villa and could not stop for a long time!

Dong Wensheng, really felt what life is worse than death!

He wants to die!

He wants to bite his tongue and commit suicide!

But how could Your Highness Tianlong give him this opportunity!

Qinglong pinched his jaw so that his teeth could not touch his tongue.

From the moment he started to attack Shen Yuchan, he no longer had the right to decide his life!

Seeing Dong Wensheng, who was already tragic, Xiao Xuan felt that it was not enough: "Give him a secret medicine! You must cut enough 3,600 knives!"

"Yes, the Lord of the Palace."

His Highness Tianlong took out a silver porcelain bottle and applied Dong Wensheng with a secret medicine that could stimulate the potential of the human body and quickly restore flesh and blood!

In an instant, Dong Wensheng was like a maggot, twisting violently on the ground!

The whole body was not only severely painful, but also extremely itchy!

This is a sign of rapid recovery of flesh and blood!

"Continue, cut!"

One thousand pieces, one thousand one pieces...

His Highness Tianlong cut a knife and then called a number.

Dong Wensheng's body and spirit both collapsed and fell into the abyss of despair!

He could only listen to these numbers like magic sounds, waiting for death and liberation!
Chapter completed!