Chapter 1382 Doubt of Life Experience (89)

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Yang Zimei took Long Caiyun and returned to the dungeon where Wang Zeyuan was imprisoned.

The dungeon was gloomy, and ten Jiang Ziliang's subordinates were guarding him in full armor.

On the other hand, Wang Zeyuan was curled up in a corner, very quiet. The skin that was originally blackened by Sadako's poisonous needles gradually turned white.

It seems that he has a very strong detoxification ability.

"Where's Wang Zeyuan? How could he be a child?"

Long Caiyun looked at Wang Zeyuan in the corner suspiciously and asked Yang Zimei.

Hearing her voice, Wang Zeyuan, who had closed his eyes, seemed to shudder, his body shook, and he quickly opened his eyes.

It's a pity that his eyes have been stabbed blind, and he can't see anything.

"Caiyun? Is that you?"

Wang Zeyuan's voice trembled with anticipation and excitement.

Hearing his voice, Long Caiyun's body trembled slightly.

That's right, it's the voice!

"Devil! Why are you still not dead?"

Long Caiyun spit at him fiercely and cursed.

"Really you? You're not dead?"

Wang Zeyuan ignored her scolding and continued to indulge in his world.

"If you don't die, how can I die?"

After Long Caiyun finished speaking, she didn't know when she hid a pair of scissors. She took out the scissors and stabbed at Wang Zeyuan like crazy.

Yang Zimei did not stop.

Strangely, Wang Zeyuan didn't have that black and white aura like a protective film, and he didn't dodge anything, so he let Long Caiyun stab him with a pair of scissors.

Wang Zeyuan gritted his teeth in pain, but did not cry out, but said to Long Caiyun with a kind of miserable smile on his face, "Then kill me. If you can die in your hands, I will admit it."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head slightly, his empty eyes "looking" at Long Caiyun, as if he was killing, slaughtering and letting Jun choose.

Long Caiyun's hand trembled slightly, then raised the scissors again and stabbed at him——

However, before it hit his shoulder, the hand stopped and could no longer strike.

"Kill it, I'm willing to die in your hands, Caiyun!"

Wang Zeyuan's tone suddenly became very soft, as if he was whispering to his lover.

Long Caiyun's face changed again, dropped the scissors, and rushed out of the dungeon.

Yang Zimei followed.

She had been observing just now, and found that Long Caiyun's feelings for Wang Zeyuan were also very strange.

On the surface it looks like resentment, but in fact it seems to have a layer of love.

Love?

Yang Zimei was taken aback by this thought.

Wang Zeyuan treats Long Caiyun in such a perverted way, will she fall in love with him?

Shouldn't it?

Yang Zimei looked at Long Caiyun.

I saw her squatting on the ground, covering her face with her hands, looking very sad and desperate.

"Auntie, why didn't you kill him?"

Yang Zimei asked aloud, "Don't you hate him?"

"I hate it! How can I not hate it? He ruined my whole life! How can I not hate it?"

Long Caiyun raised her head and wept.

Yang Zimei looked at her expression, more like hatred because of love.

Could it be that after she was imprisoned, she gradually fell in love with Wang Zeyuan's pervert?

No way?

"Since you hate him so much, why don't you kill him? Don't you want him to be broken into pieces?"

Yang Zimei asked.

"I want him to be broken into thousands of pieces, but I don't want to kill him like this, so just keep him imprisoned and let him live in darkness for the rest of his life!"

Long Caiyun's expression became resentful again, "If I can, I will guard him, watching him be imprisoned, suffering, unable to survive, and unable to die!"

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