Liang Jingyin snorted coldly, "The wind is like the beginning, the princess's wish, have you heard clearly?"

Feng Ruchu stared at the upside-down face of Princess Musk Moon with a tiger face.

Princess Sheyue turned her face to one side, with an expression that she would rather die than yield.

Liang Jingyin smiled and said, "In this case, the wind is like the beginning, you should still be prepared to take the move."

After all, he didn't wait for Feng Ru's response, and immediately pointed out his sword, and muttered the curse silently-Thorns Supreme.

When Feng Ru first saw it, he hurriedly got up and got out of the way, cursing, "Liang Jingyin, you are really crazy. Next, I will see how you die."

As soon as Liang Jingyin chanted the spell, he felt like he was stabbed by a blunt knife in his heart, and it was extremely painful.

He seemed to be able to feel that it was a dull knife that hadn't been sharpened for a long time. The rolled blade was full of burrs and nicks. Once it hit his heart, the burrs and nicks of the rolled blade were hung with strips of meat. The meat on his entrails.

The most intolerable thing is that blunt knives are not only pierced in, but also turned around after being pierced in. The taste of the internal organs being stirred by a sharp weapon, just thinking about it, I feel bloody.

The severe pain in his heart made him look ugly, and sweat ran down his cheeks. No matter how strong the man could not help, he moaned in disgrace.

He knew that all of this was brought about by spells, and even though his chest hurt like it was about to split, he still insisted on chanting the spells.

Liang Jingyin's groan alarmed Princess Musk Yue. Seeing that his expression was different, the princess immediately exclaimed, "Liang Jingyin, stop if it doesn't work, don't hold on."

This time, even Feng Ruqi became nervous. After all, they were brothers who grew up together. Although they are now enemies, the brotherhood of the past is still there. Seeing Liang Jingyin's pain in this way, he also feels unbearable.

"Liang Jingyin, you idiot. Stop, stop! I heard no. I beg you for labor and capital." Feng Ruchu shouted.

Liang Jingyin vomited a mouthful of blood, struggling to explain, "You don't understand, once the Thorns Supreme has to be executed, I can't stop even if I want to stop now."

Liang Jingyin resisted the pain and continued to recite the spell. The next feeling was even more uncomfortable. He felt that the blunt knife that he had just stabbed in his chest grew gradually, and the knife grew longer and longer, and the tip of the knife moved a little bit along his esophagus. On top.

The burrs and nicks on the curling blade were screaming again and again, and the pain from time to time scratching the flesh.

The tip of the knife did not slow down the speed of the top because of his unbearable pain, but continued to go up.

With little effort, he clearly felt that the tip of the knife had reached his throat, and it was about to come out of his mouth.

He dug his throat vigorously with both hands, trying to pull it out, but it was very cunning, and it slipped through his fingers every time.

It seems that it doesn't want to be pulled out by him, it wants to push it out by itself.

He couldn't describe the fear in his heart, he just shouted, "It's coming out soon!"

After he finished shouting, even himself was shocked.

Because the shout was dull and empty, it was not like his voice at all, it was the wailing of a dying animal.

Feng Ru saw this, completely frightened, "Liang Jingyin, what are you calling? Something is coming out? What's wrong with you?"

Liang Jingyin's face flushed red, he looked at Feng Ruchu with pleading eyes, "Feng Ruchu, help me get it out, it is here." He pointed to his throat, which looked painful.

Where did Feng Ruchu have seen this kind of formation, and he was so scared that he got goosebumps. The scene in front of him was too weird. He thought about it, but it still didn't pass.

As for Princess Musk Moon, she screamed in fright and fainted.

Liang Jingyin stretched his fingers into his throat, his hand was stretched vigorously all the time, as if he was going to put his entire hand into his throat, and then use the stretched hand to grab something in the throat. It's a pity that he didn't do what he wanted, because it was impossible for him to put his entire hand into his throat.

After he took out the hand, he seemed to finally calm down, bend down, and vomit, and he vomited a puddle of stinky flesh-colored mucus.

The mucus stuck to the ground like a snot, and it was unspeakable disgusting.

After vomiting, there was no silence for a few minutes, and he suddenly let out a pig-killing cry and rolled on the ground.

Feng Ruchu was so frightened that he ran over and squatted down and asked, "Liang Jingyin, what's wrong with you?"

Liang Jingyin stopped, turned around and looked at him, pointing to his throat and said, "It hurts, it hurts, it's going to come out."

Feng Ruchu looked at the part of his fingers, and sure enough, there was something sharp moving in his throat.

The thing moved around in his throat, and without looking carefully, you could find that his throat protruded from time to time with a long and pointed object, which should pierce his throat quickly and come out. It seemed that it didn't want to come out in such a rush, but wanted to play for a while.

"The wind is like the beginning, help me, help me." Liang Jingyin cried out crying.

Feng Ruo was so frightened that he dodged his hand, and then he ran to the side with the human-shaped water drop. He really didn't know how to help him.

Liang Jingyin stood up and walked forward staggeringly. He seemed to be looking for something on the ground. When he saw a dead branch under the tree ahead, he ran over happily, picked it up, and muttered, "That's it."

He sharpened the branches on the stone.

The branches rubbed against the stones, sparks splashed around, making a harsh creaking sound.

Feng Ruchu didn't know what he was going to do, and did not dare to step forward, so he had to look at him from a distance.

Liang Jingyin took the dead branch at his throat and smiled at Feng Ruchu, "Now, I will take it out. This time it can't run away anymore."

At this time, Princess Musk Moon woke up and saw Liang Jingyin holding a branch to poke her throat, and immediately exclaimed, "No, Liang Jingyin, don't do that."

Liang Jingyin pointed to his throat. It was obvious that the sharp object was still moving in his throat.

"Princess Musk Moon, you won’t understand. It’s tormenting me, it’s always hiding in my throat, just can’t come out. I know it’s actually very long, its bottom is on my heart, it’s eating me now It takes my viscera as a nutrient, then grows up quickly, and then drills out.

Now it feels that it has not grown up, so it refuses to come out. I will get it out before it grows up. I can no longer leave it in my body, this torture should end. "

Liang Jingyin said a lot of things that only he could understand, and then he raised the sharpened dead branch, pointed the tip at his throat, and slammed it down.

Princess Musk screamed in fright and covered her eyes.