Leng Yumo gritted her teeth so hard that she could restrain her emotions like a storm, "Where is my mother?"
Feng Yu's face was full of snot and tears, looking at the densely packed poisonous insects below, his eyes were full of prayers and longing for life.
Leng Yumo showed a grim smile: "I'll count to three, if you don't want to say it, then you never have to say it."
"one!"
"two!"
…
Feng Yu's thoughts of wanting to take Joe and play the conditions were immediately dispelled by fear.
"I said, I said!! Your mother is in Fusang City. Many years ago, she... She left with the owner of Fusang City. Miss, you don't know, Madam, the person she cheated on is Fusang City Santo!"
"You nonsense!!" Leng Yumo roared angrily.
The red lotus soul-destroying knife whizzed out, slashing at Feng Yu fiercely, "Who said my mother cheated?!"
The knife glowed across Feng Yu's face, cutting off half of her face.
Feng Yu yelled in pain, wailing and howling: "Don't kill me! What I said is true! Back then, even my wife cheated on me and ran away with other men, and even the whole family, from the master to the servants, were all killed. I know. I’m really not an old slave, I framed my wife!”
Leng Yumo's body trembled uncontrollably.
His eyes were red.
Luo Yu looked at her worriedly, and wanted to step forward, but Yun Ruohan gently pressed her shoulder.
Leng Yumo closed her eyes and said hoarsely after a while: "You are not from the Lian family, how do you know?"
Feng Yu said cautiously: "The confidant Leng Shuanghuan next to Mrs. Xin is my sister-in-law, and Leng... Leng Yuyao is her daughter. Old slave, old slave, I also heard that my sister-in-law said it unintentionally when she was drunk. of."
Leng Yumo: "What else do you know?"
Feng Yu showed a flattering smile: "Miss doesn't know something, that Fusang City is extremely closed, and outsiders can't easily enter it. The whole old slave has a token of Fusang City in his hand, which was found from Leng Yuyao. I was hidden somewhere by the old slave. If the eldest lady is willing to spare the old slave's life, the old slave promises that he will take you to Fusang City to find his wife himself."
Leng Yumo sneered, "You think I'll let you survive?"
Feng Yu's body trembled unconsciously, and he stretched out his hand to touch the burning and painful cheek.
But there was a stern look on his face, "Miss, the life of this old slave is insignificant, but without the token of this old slave, you will never be able to enter Fusang City. Don't you want to see your mother as soon as possible, Miss?"
Leng Yumo's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
However, before she could make a move, a slender white hand gently pressed her shoulders and protected her behind.
Muyan flipped her hand, and the Tianmoqin appeared in her hand.
"Fourth Senior Sister, this old Diao Nu obviously doesn't cry when he sees the coffin."
"Killing her, or throwing her into a poisonous insect bucket, this kind of operation is too violent. If she is tossed to death, it will be bad if you can't ask for more information."
"How about, Fourth Senior Sister, leave it to me. I have a very dreamy and soft method here, which guarantees that she can spit out all her secrets and things."
…
In the closed torture room, the melodious sound of the piano slowly stopped.
The sound of the piano was pleasant and lingering, but no one in the torture room enjoyed it.
Only shivering with horror.
And when everyone's eyes fell on Feng Yu, the expressions on their faces could almost be described as frightened.