The Evil King's Favorite: The Princess Is Too Cruel

When Su Muxin and Qi Ling'er rushed over, they saw Su Qingning waving a vine in her hand, swinging Su Jingya and Qi Yian back and forth like balls.

For a moment, both of them were dumbfounded. However, Su Muxin accepted it well because she knew that Su Qingning was very powerful. Qi Ling'er was completely stunned, with her mouth slightly open in shock. She had always thought that Su Qingning was a weak and pitiful little white flower, but she never thought that she was completely wrong. That was not a little white flower at all, but a fierce and powerful queen of flowers!

Su Muxin was stunned for a while, then she thought of her younger brother. She looked around and saw Su Muzhe sitting next to Mo Lintian.

Seeing that her brother was still alive, Su Muxin finally let go of her worries. However, when she saw Su Muzhe covered in blood, her heart suddenly ached, her eyes turned red again, and tears fell even more violently.

"Xiao Ze..." Su Muxin squatted beside Su Mu Ze, her face full of worry and anxiety. She wanted to see where her brother was injured, but she didn't dare to touch him. She could only choke and ask: "Xiao Ze, where are you injured? Does it hurt?"

Su Muze raised his left hand and gently wiped the tears from Su Muxin's face, and gently comforted her: "Sister, don't cry, I'm fine. His Royal Highness Prince Lin has already given me healing potion, and my injuries have healed."

"But..." Su Muxin raised her hand and stroked the pink scars on Su Muzhe's face with trembling fingers. She felt so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe, and her tears kept flowing. "Xiao Ze, your face... has scars... Wuuuuu..."

Seeing that Su Muxin couldn't stop crying no matter how hard she tried, Su Muzhe was helpless. He smiled and said jokingly: "It doesn't matter, it's just a few scars. I am a man, and scars on my face can highlight my mighty and domineering appearance."

Seeing that her brother was injured and had to come to comfort her as a sister, Su Muxin suddenly felt a little disgusted with herself. She wiped the tears from her face with her sleeves, then took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the dust and blood off Su Muzhe's face.

"Xiao Ze, don't worry. After we get out of the secret realm, I will find you some scar removal potion to remove all the scars on your face and make you as handsome as before."

Su Muxin was wiping Su Muzhe's face and comforting him softly. Suddenly, she noticed that Su Muzhe's right hand was hanging down unnaturally. She was startled and hurried to look at her brother's hand.

"Xiao Ze, what's wrong with your right hand?"

Sensing Su Muxin's movements, Su Muzhe subconsciously wanted to dodge, but the fighting spirit in his body had not yet recovered, and the tendons of his right hand were cut again, so his dodging speed was not as fast as Su Muxin's.

Su Muxin grabbed Su Muzhe's arm and quickly lifted his sleeve, then saw the hideous wound on his right wrist. Although the bleeding had stopped, the condition of the wound showed how seriously Su Muzhe was injured at the time.

"What's going on? Your hand..." Su Muxin's eyes turned red again, but this time, she forced herself not to cry.

Hearing the voice, Qi Ling'er couldn't help but look at Su Muzhe's right hand. She had already felt very uncomfortable when she saw Su Muzhe covered in blood. Now, seeing the hideous wound on his right wrist, she felt even more depressed. She wished she could kill Su Jingya and Qi Yian right now.

"It's nothing, actually." Su Muzhe tried to speak in a nonchalant tone. "It doesn't matter if my right hand is broken. I still have my left hand! I can practice sword with my left hand in the future."

How can they be the same? They are completely different.

At this moment, Su Muxin was wrapped in endless self-blame. She was obviously the older sister and should have been the one to protect her younger brother, but from childhood to adulthood, it had always been her younger brother Su Muzhe who had protected her as the older sister.

"It was Su Jingya, right?" Su Muxin looked at Su Muze with red eyes, stubbornly demanding an answer, "Did Su Jingya do it? She was the one who cut your tendons, wasn't she?"

Seeing his sister's sad and self-blaming look, Su Muzhe did not hide anything. He nodded gently, "Yes, it's her."

"I'm going to kill her!"

Su Muxin shouted angrily, picked up the long sword on the ground, stood up, and looked coldly at Su Jingya, who was being abused like a dog by Su Qingning, her eyes full of anger and murderous intent.

She approached Su Jingya step by step. With every step, the hatred in her eyes grew stronger and the murderous intent in her heart grew heavier.

Looking at the murderous and powerful Su Muxin, Su Qingning was a little stunned and couldn't help but stop the movement of her hands.

"Third sister, I want to kill Su Jingya." Su Muxin spoke lightly, as if she was just saying something insignificant, but the look in her eyes when she looked at Su Jingya was extremely cold, and the anger and hatred on her face did not seem fake.

Su Jingya was lying on the ground in a mess, her body covered with whip marks from vines. Her originally white dress was now tattered and stained with dirt and blood.

When she heard Su Muxin say she wanted to kill herself, she laughed out loud in disdain.

"Heh!" Su Jingya slowly got up from the ground, her eyes cast a contemptuous look at Su Muxin, and sarcastically said, "Fourth sister, are you kidding me? With your lowly cultivation, you want to kill me? Are you worthy?"

Su Muxin was so angry that she was shaking all over. She was angry at Su Jingya, but also at herself. She hated herself for not practicing well and why her cultivation was so low. Not only could she not protect her brother, she couldn't even avenge him.

"Yes, Su Jingya, my cultivation is not as high as yours, but I will kill you to avenge Xiaoze even if it costs my life." Su Muxin raised her sword and pointed at Su Jingya, her expression resentful and resolute.

After hearing Su Muxin's words, Su Jingya knew why she was so angry. Not only did she not feel guilty, but she also laughed provocatively.

"Hey, Fourth Sister, why are you so angry? Is it because... Fifth Brother's right hand is broken? Hahaha..." Su Jingya laughed triumphantly. Then, she said with regret, "It's a pity that I didn't have time to sever the tendons in his hands and feet, leaving him completely disabled."

"All of this is your fault!" Su Jingya glared at Su Qingning fiercely, cursing with a twisted expression, "Su Qingning, you bitch, why are you meddling in other people's business? If it weren't for you, that little bastard Su Muze would have become a cripple long ago!"

Seeing that Su Jingya not only did not repent, but also cursed her brother with bad words, Su Muxin was so angry that she was shaking all over and wished she could rush up and tear her into pieces.

In contrast to Su Muxin's anger, Su Qingning's expression remained the same. She said calmly, "Ha! Since you enjoy cutting other people's tendons so much, why don't you experience what it's like to be a cripple yourself!"