klisemfg Chapter 230: Mu Ling's Complaint
Chapter 230: Mu Ling's Complaint
"I hate her! Because of her! I have to suffer bone-eating pain! Why can she have her soul and memories taken away and no longer feel pain, while I have to suffer this cruel spell!" Mu Ling screamed hysterically, the hatred in her eyes was almost emitting green light. If Luoluo herself were here, Lin Qingqing believed that Mu Ling would tear her apart with her bare hands to relieve the hatred in her heart.
Frankly speaking, no matter how miserable Mu Ling's story was, Lin Qingqing couldn't sympathize with him.
Lin Qingqing thought that Mu Ling had brought all her actions upon herself, and she had the nerve to scold Green Ivy so arrogantly. Although Lin Qingqing had never seen the real Green Ivy, at this moment, she hated Mu Ling even more and was very angry about her inappropriate remarks.
Lin Qingqing was so angry that she had to retort:
"You are such a strange person. You don't hate those who take advantage of you, but you hate the victims who suffer the same pain as you."
Rong Zhao agreed with it, wishing he could take the place of the dead Green Radish and tear the wood spirit apart with his bare hands. However, due to the unknown situation, he could only utter one sentence:
"Hopeless."
However, the two's words had no effect at all, and even irritated Mu Ling, who kept insisting:
"If she hadn't appeared before the Lord for no reason, the Lord wouldn't have thought of this method when he saw that she looked like me, and I wouldn't have to suffer inhuman torture!"
"Do you know the pain of bone cutting? The sharp tip of the knife pierced into the tendons and bones of my face little by little, it was cold and piercing. Before I could get used to the touch, another hand reached in and groped."
"After finding the correct incision, there was a sharp pain. They made the incision without hesitation, letting the sharp knife stick to the tendons and bones, and then shaved off the bones that were not similar to the green radish bit by bit, then sutured the incision, and then polished it inch by inch. This process was repeated until the facial bones were completely consistent."
"After going through the whole process, life is worse than death."
"You deserve it. You could have refused." Rong Zhao frowned, as if his patience with Mu Ling had reached its limit.
Just as Rong Zhao moved his lips to add something, Lin Qingqing told him not to act rashly. Judging from Mu Ling's posture, it seemed that he came prepared.
As the saying goes, barefoot people are not afraid of those wearing shoes. If Mu Ling fights to the death, neither side will gain any advantage. Why not wait for the right opportunity and then break through one by one?
At the same time, Lin Qingqing and the others heard Mu Ling roar again:
"What do you know! I can't refuse."
Mu Ling was touched in a sore spot by Rong Zhao, and her defenses were immediately broken. She opened her mouth but lost her voice. Tears gushed out like a spring and flowed all over her face. She raised her hand slightly to try to wipe it, but her sleeve was already wet with a large area, and there was not a single clean spot. She looked like a helpless child, unable to do anything.
However, it was from this action of wiping tears that Lin Qingqing discovered something, and her expression was mixed with worry and joy.
"The scar on your hand looks familiar." Lin Qingqing's voice sounded again.
This sentence was not a question but a statement, which immediately caught Mu Ling's attention. She didn't bother to wipe away her tears, but looked at Lin Qingqing with a little vigilance.
"This is a birthmark, what do you want?"
Upon hearing this answer, Lin Qingqing's brows relaxed immediately and she said:
"Then everything makes sense. Excuse me, if you don't let us in, you will be the one who regrets it. You know Yun Meng better than anyone else present. She is not worth risking your life for."
"You little junior, you are so arrogant!"