"Secondly, if Fourth Brother hadn't survived tenaciously, he would have been killed by you long ago. You know very well what a ferocious place Nanrong is. He is a dignified Northern general who was captured by Nanrong. Have you ever thought about him? How did you survive and how did you crawl back step by step? If you really thought about it, you would only admire him! Instead of hating him! Not everyone who has been harmed by you can spare your life. Fourth brother has let you go time and time again, but you have never repented from the beginning! Now you still want to murder Qingzhi. Fortunately, Qingzhi is fine now, otherwise, let’s see how many lives you can lose! "
However, after Sheng Nanchen heard these words, he was completely stunned. After a long while, he seemed to come to his senses and murmured: "The child is not dead? Isn't that right? possible… "
Sheng Zhiyu didn't expect that Sheng Nanchen was still concerned about Qingzhi's survival. He laughed angrily, "Don't you have any sense of guilt at all? In those years, if it weren't for Fourth Brother, do you think Beiguo The country is so easy to sit in?"
"You are wrong. Without him, I would be able to sit more securely. Fifth brother, during the years I was in power, I have never harmed you. Compared to Sheng Qianmo, I have always had brotherly feelings towards you. ,you… "
Sheng Zhiyu interrupted him coldly, "You have never harmed me, not because you have brotherly love for me, but because I never thought about fighting in those years, because I chose to be a pampered and idle person. My lord, you are not in trouble."
Sheng Nan lowered his head, was silent for a while, and smiled softly, "Actually, I had expected this day for a long time. After Chi Yun died, I felt that there was always less fun in life. I I thought about dying, but when I thought that Sheng Qianmo was still alive and well, with a wife and children, I felt unwilling to do so... But why did the child survive... "
Sheng Nanchen couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried...
A cold voice came from outside the cell, "Then why do you still have the nerve to live in this world?"
It was Sheng Qianmo's voice.
The cell door opened, and the person who rushed in was Shu Nuan. Shu Nuan had never been so impulsive as at this moment. She wanted to draw her sword and kill people. Her eyes were red. When she thought of the suffering Qingzhi suffered in those days, She wanted to cut him into pieces.
But the next moment, Sheng Qianmo stopped her. Sheng Qianmo grabbed her hand, lowered his head and said calmly: "I'll do it for this kind of thing. Don't dirty your hands."
After Sheng Qianmo said that, he let go of Shu Nuan, folded his sleeves to one side slowly, raised his eyes, walked over indifferently and calmly, and then beat him without saying a word.
Sheng Qianmo hit with 120% force every time, without mercy. Every time his fist hit, the sound of bones cracking and breaking could be heard. Sheng Nanchen's painful screams could only be heard throughout the process. , in the end, Sheng Qianmo even tore it off from the iron pillar, threw it hard to the ground, stepped on it, and asked gloomily: "Do you know what it feels like to be stepped on the ground? I, the King, I didn’t think you would know, and I thought you didn’t want to know, but now it seems that I was wrong.”
"Ah!" He punched and kicked again, and with a violent crack, Sheng Nanchen's hands and feet were disabled, but despite this, Sheng Qianmo still did not forgive him, his eyes were dark and cold, filled with cruelty. Sexy, it seems like I want to beat this person to death...