Chapter 790 During Her Lonely Hundred Years, He Has Been Guarding Her Lonely and Patiently 6

"It was this hypocritical face that deceived my Azhao."

Si Yu crushed Qi Dan's face with his foot, from the nose bone to the jaw, the sound of bone cracking was creepy.

Qi Dan screamed in pain at Si Yu's feet, and his handsome face was instantly bloody.

Si Yu knelt down to admire Qi Tan's miserable state, his dark pupils filled with morbid satisfaction, and murmured, "Without this face, Ah Zhao can only trust me."

Qi Dan was in pain.

The hatred made him make a distorted and ferocious noise, and he smiled pitifully, "But, what a pity, you came for Song Zhao, but she will never see you again..."

Si Yu's body froze suddenly, his eyes were full of storms, "What did you say?"

"She is already dead!" Qi Dan was full of hatred, making him forget the pain. His face was blurred, his eyes were swollen, and he stared strangely at the frozen Si Yu, "You are late! Song Zhao has been dead for more than ten years. Oh my god hahaha!

She can't see anything anymore, she didn't know you were here, she thought you lied to her, and she was so mad! Hahaha! "

Si Yu froze all over.

The mind cannot breathe for a moment.

He had Qi Dan tied up, and he strode away to the dungeon with him.

The dungeon where Song Zhao was originally imprisoned has long been empty.

A humid environment with a musty, musty smell.

The dry gore was scattered on the ground, hurting Si Yu's eyes.

The man's eyes turned red instantly, and a huge panic swept him.

He rushed out of the cell and asked the jailers one by one.

He asked, "Where is Song Zhao?"

"Where did my king's Ah Zhao go?"

"The king made an agreement with her, and asked her to wait for the king to come."

The jailers knelt on the ground trembling, not daring to look at Si Yu's expression at all.

The state of rage that collapses at any time and crushes the world makes people tremble from the soul.

Qi Dan looked at Si Yu's crazy appearance, and he was very happy, "You want to know where Song Zhao is, she has already been buried. It was her third brother who knelt on the ground and cut the tendons of his hands and hamstrings to ask for the grace from me!

According to the time, she has already rotted, and may be full of maggots, do you want to go and have a look? "

Si Yu's forehead twitched vigorously.

He stretched out his hand suddenly, and grabbed Qi Dan's neck viciously, "Damn you!"

The man's eyeballs were almost bloodshot.

Like an uncrowned king who suffered a thunderstorm, his back was completely bent, and he only had to brace himself.

Qi Dan's breath contracted one after another, approaching suffocation, blood and tears dripped from his eyes, and his voice was choked, "I knew you liked her a long time ago, so I forced her to death."

"I know that you actually wanted to rebel a long time ago. It is because the Song family has always supported me as the crown prince that you made concessions for her and watched me ascend the throne."

"Prince Regent, so what if you get my country, you will never lose your beloved girl."

"Crack."

Si Yusheng broke Qi Dan's neck.

With deep heaving in his chest, he turned around and grabbed a jailer, asking him to take him to the place where Song Zhao was buried.

The jailer tremblingly brought Si Yu to the garden of the Song Mansion.

The formerly prosperous and graceful Song Mansion has withered and decayed like leaves falling in the autumn wind.

There is a small grave in the garden.

That was Song Jinfu's last meager strength, only for the beloved little princess of the Song family to leave with dignity.

Written in bright red blood on the tombstone——

The tomb of the daughter of the Song family.

Si Yu watched this scene out of focus.

Plop.

The man's knees softened and he knelt down.