I Have 100,000 Dead Warriors

After enduring round after round of torture, Big Fat Orange's body was broken beyond recognition.

When he was awakened by the cold water again, he completely collapsed when he saw Song Zhi holding a steel needle and Zhou Ninghai branding with a red-hot iron behind Nian Shilan.

This endless torture is like a dark night with no end in sight.

Big Fat Orange saw no hope. His jaw was broken at the beginning, so he couldn't bite his tongue to commit suicide.

He could only hold on to his life, bit by bit.

But at this moment, he really couldn't bear it anymore.

The fat orange man cried and sobbed like a ghost: "Shilan, one night of marriage is a hundred nights of love, please, just give me a quick death."

Nian Shilan said coldly, "You also know that one night of marriage means a hundred nights of love, so why did you kill my child so cruelly? That child is also your own flesh and blood. Even a tiger will not eat its own cubs. You are worse than an animal, you want to die, but I will not grant your wish."

As she spoke, she smiled, leaned close to Big Fat Orange's ear, and whispered, "You've caused me to be infertile for life, and my children are miserable, but for the sake of our past relationship, I will let your sons live well. My brother has already hired the best knife maker in the capital to castrate all three of your sons. The operation was very successful, and the three brothers became three sisters. Afterwards, he gave the fifth prince Hong Zhou to the deposed crown prince Yin Reng, and the third prince Hong Shi to the ninth master..."

She paused and said, "As for the Fourth Prince Hongli, who you dislike the most and has the most evil intentions, he should serve the Eighth Prince, whom you hate the most. They are all from the same family, and even if the flesh and blood are broken, the tendons are still connected. I believe they will take good care of your three sons."

"Bitch, I'll kill you!"

The fat orange one screamed, rushed over desperately, and was about to bite Nian Shilan to death.

His three sons all became eunuchs. Wouldn't that mean his bloodline would be completely cut off?

Among the nine princes fighting for the throne, he and the deposed crown prince, the eighth prince, and the ninth prince were fighting to the death.

Nian Shilan sent Hongli and others to serve these three people, which was clearly pushing them into the fire pit.

Big Fat Orange had never hated anyone so much.

Even if Chao Gui took away his kingdom, he would not hate him so much.

Seeing him rushing towards her, Nian Shilan slapped him directly and sneered, "Before you were tortured, with your strength of four and a half, you were still no match for me. Now that you've become a cripple, you still dare to act rashly in front of me. You really don't know how to live or die."

The fat orange boy was slapped and fell to the ground, hitting his wound and screaming in pain.

Nian Shilan grabbed his pigtails, her eyes as cold as a blade: "The Qing Dynasty has fallen, and you, the king of a fallen country, can't escape. From now on, you will slowly endure in my hands. The pain of losing my son and the pain of the Empress' marriage will be repaid a hundredfold and a thousandfold by you."

Having said this, she turned and left.

The fat orange was left sitting on the ground, crying.

Those sobs were filled with extreme sadness and despair, just like Nian Shilan who suffered the pain of losing her son and ate so many pickles that she vomited afterwards.

To show their loyalty, the Nian clan specially invited Ben Lei, one of the Seven Sword Masters, to monitor Dapangju's family at all times.

Ben Lei reported the tragic plight of Wu Ya and Dapang Ju to Chao Gui.

After hearing this, Chao Gui felt extremely happy.

As expected, every evildoer will receive his due punishment.

To take revenge on a bastard like Big Fat Ju, you need a ruthless person like Nian Shilan to do it.

Then, she asked, "What about Yixiu and Zhen Huan? What does she plan to do with them?"