Chapter 569 Ling Chi

Acardo's face became ugly, stared at Ye Shengcai, looked at him laughing loudly, and finally narrowed his eyes and said, "Only this is that you win, Ye Shengcai, I have to tell you that this is actually the beginning and the end of your provoking me! Because of the crimes you committed against Linria, the Eternal Night Empire perished! It's your stupidity that has involved Ye Qiong, Ye Shengwen and even Ye Shengwu!"

Without waiting for the night saint to speak, Arcado continued: "Lin Ria is the woman I love! Even if she is disfigured and defiled, I still love her! I will double the pain you hurt Lin Riya, and she will be happy forever by my side, but you will go to hell!"

After saying that, he pulled up Ye Ning and walked to the door. There, Lin Ria and Anne waited at the door. Arcado reached out and stroked Lin Ria's cheek: "It's better not to let him talk. I'm afraid you'll get hurt."

"The pain has long passed. I have never forgotten and never dared to erase it. Now that you are by my side, that's enough." Lin Ria smiled faintly, took Arcado's hand, and gently stroked: "God is very kind to me to meet you."

"Cut off his tongue. He has said enough. Let him rest." Arcado glanced at Anne and ordered.

"Your Majesty, I have found a lot of interesting things recently. What do you think this is?" Annie stretched out her hand and handed Arcado something.

Ye Ning has left the cell with Amanda who accompanied her. Without scruples, Anne has regained her bloodthirsty appearance. How many souls lingering nightmares on her smiling face.

"What is this? A three-hole flute." Arcado played with it twice and looked at Ye Ning. Before he continued to speak, he heard Ye Sheng scream behind him.

Everyone turned around and saw Lin Ria kick between Ye Sheng's two legs, where bright red blood had oozed. Lin Ria's pale face turned around and looked at Arcado: "I'm sorry, I really want to avenge this bastard with my own hands and give this bastard fiercely."

Anne smiled and pointed to the flute and said, "Sister Lin Ria, we will cut off his tongue and then insert this flute into his throat. Isn't it interesting that he will play the flute every time he is in pain but can't make a sound?"

Lin Ria doesn't seem to be afraid. She has dreamed of how to revenge countless times. Now that her dream has come true, she will naturally not dislike the cruelty of the means. And Arcado seems to be more interested in other things.

He walked to Ye Shengcai, who was still screaming. Hold the flute and draw a few times, and then look back and ask Anne, "Anne, then what? Then how does he eat? Won't you starve to death? Anne's method is more than that.

Anne laughed loudly and looked at Arcado with an excited face: "Acardo, I like you so much. Only you can understand me so much. Every time I think that I will get rid of these enemies for you, I am extremely excited." She took a deep breath and an excited expression covered her cheeks: "I will make a hole in his stomach, plug in another tube, and pour down the food directly."

Ye Shengcai had stopped screaming. He listened to his fate with a creepy look. At this moment, he knew that he had offended the most terrible demon in the world, and death, which he once feared infinitely, suddenly became a beautiful relief at this moment.

took a look at Lin Ria, and Arcado asked with a smile, "If you feel nauseous, you can go out first and come to see him in a few days. At that time, you will feel that he absolutely meets your requirements."

Seeing that Linria shook her head, Arcado continued to say to Anne, "Remember, the stuff should be thicker. He didn't chew it, otherwise it would be difficult to digest."

"Don't look at me with that desperate look. We have just started. This is just the preparation for your execution. The good show hasn't begun yet." Arcado glanced at the night saint who was already dead ashes and said like a spring breeze.

As they spoke, several big men with upper bodies began to move. They pried open Ye Shengcai's mouth with special equipment, and used tongs to pry out Ye Shengcai's tongue, blood, and Ye Shengcai's sobbing screams. A man began to work with an echo-shaped knife.

Ye Shengcai struggled painfully and said an unclear begging for mercy. Arcado could tell that it was a sentence, "Let me go, kill me, please give me a good time."

"One of the most failed things your father Ye Qiong did was to hang you at the beginning, so that you would suffer a lot less." Arcado gently hugged Lin Ria's trembling shoulder and said coldly.

In the end, after watching Ye Shengcai's throat being cut open, Lin Ria vomits out. Akado asked Elena, who was waiting outside the door and didn't come in, to send her back to her residence. After everyone left, Anne took the opportunity to lean into Arcado's arms and gave an excited kiss.

"Anne, I know there is a very cruel method of killing. Why don't we try it today?" Arcado thought for a moment and looked at the night saint who was no longer human and said.

The flute made a crisp sound. It seemed that Ye Shengcai was shouting in pain, but he could only play the flute. Arcado nodded with satisfaction: "Yes! Yes, I like this flute very much. I call the method I said Ling Chi! It's a very good punishment."

"Ling Chi? Annie was stunned and looked at Arcado: "What is Ling Chi's punishment? I have never heard of it. Arcado, please tell me quickly.

"In fact, it is the so-called thousands of knives, cutting off the prisoner's flesh piece by piece without cutting the key. I heard that it can cut 3,000 knives." Arcado introduced his idea.

"Can you cut three thousand knives?" Anne looked curious and stared at her beautiful big eyes and asked, "Are you sure you can cut so many knives?" She asked curiously, and the flute on Ye Shengcai's side became distorted and seemed to be desperate.

Acardo looked at Ye Shengcai's expression with satisfaction and said slowly, "If Anne doesn't believe it, let's do an experiment today." As soon as he waved his hand, the big men with upper bodies began to move little by little according to his introduction. They gently began to explore Ye Shengcai with a knife, and the sound of the flute in the room became louder.

The next morning, Arcado walked out of Ye Shengcai's cell while stretching out refreshed, and Anne's face beside him was flushed.

"Your Majesty, you lost! I didn't cut 3,000 knives at all!" She said excitedly to Arcado, "But this night saint is not in a good state. Next time he catches Brown, I think he may be able to hold on."

The night saint died. When Arcado cut his 211 knife, he died. After all, this lustful and vicious person in his life did not escape the judgment of fate and turned into a pile of bright red minced meat. Arcado decided to inject his bones into iron water and hang it on the head of the dark city, allowing the world to spit on him.

For Ye Shengcai, death is just the beginning.