Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

Listening to her weak voice, Jiang Queli seemed to ignore her words and said to himself: "It still doesn't hurt enough."

Jiang Quechen seemed to have said too much in one breath, and as soon as he stopped, he couldn't help but cough with his head tilted to the side.

Jiang Quechen wanted to say more because he was angry that Jiang Que Li didn't get to the point, but his voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.

She coughed slowly and said in a self-deprecating tone, "No, it doesn't hurt. It doesn't hurt at all. I think you are really old and can't even whip me."

"......very good."

Just as Jiang Quechen finished speaking, the door lock suddenly clicked and opened.

"That's what you said, 'It doesn't hurt'."

What does this person want to do?

Shen Qiao felt nervous unconsciously.

As Jiang Queli approached, Shen Qiao also squatted down with the help of the candle in his hand. When he saw Jiang Queli's face clearly, Shen Qiao was stunned for a moment.

She had a very young face, beautiful features, especially her large, bright eyes. Her long lashes, drooping down, seemed delicate, but the upturned corners of her eyes revealed a shrewdness and tenacity, like a young wolf. But now, a deep gash ran from top to bottom across the left side of her face, completely disfiguring her.

According to Xiyuan's rules, only the lowest people would be forced to disfigure themselves, and this was someone deliberately humiliating her.

Anyone who sees this will feel heartbroken.

Looking at the similar appearance to Zhang, Shen Qiao couldn't help but reach out to touch him, but was drawn back to his attention by Jiang Queli's sudden voice.

"Who did it?" Jiang Queli asked in a deep voice.

Jiang Quechen still lowered his head and said in a faint voice, "Is it important?"

Jiang Queli didn't say anything. After a while, Shen Qiao heard a rustling sound.

He squatted down and manually lifted Jiang Quechen's face to take a look, with a clear gloom in his eyes.

Shen Qiao felt that Jiang Queli seemed angry, but then he heard him spit out two words indifferently, "Serves you right."

Immediately afterwards, he pressed Jiang Quechen's shoulders with both hands. After a few crisp sounds, Jiang Quechen screamed in pain.

The noise made even the guard at the door, who was far away, shiver.

It’s too cruel. Jiang Queli can be so cruel even to his own people!

"It doesn't hurt yet?" Jiang Queli lowered his eyes and looked at the grinning little girl.

Jiang Quechen closed her eyes in pain and gritted her teeth to prevent herself from crying. After Jiang Queli let go, she subconsciously supported herself with her hands behind her back, only to find that her arms had been reconnected.

Jiang Queli lowered his eyes and stared at her pale little face for a moment, then slowly stood up. "It hurts, I'll remember that."

Jiang Quechen looked up in confusion, but as soon as their eyes met, Shen Qiao saw that Jiang Quechen's movements obviously paused, and he seemed to be frozen and motionless.

Is it soul magic?

"Remember... never come back."

After Jiang Queli finished speaking, he slowly withdrew his gaze and turned to leave.

After a while, a man in black clothes and a white veil came in from outside the door. He opened a coarse cloth bag he brought with him and poured out a person who had obviously undergone plastic surgery. Jiang Quechen, who looked dazed and frozen, was put back into the bag.

This is the process of Jiang Queli replacing Jiang Quechen.

Shen Qiao continued to follow Jiang Queli vaguely.

The man in black who just replaced Jiang Quechen seemed to be the deputy who was publicly reprimanded by Jiang Queli before. Jiang Queli had probably been planning to send Jiang Quechen away from the very beginning, so he was so distant before, was he trying to cover up his tracks?

When he reached the door, the guards on both sides hurriedly lowered their heads to make way for Jiang Queli, but he did not leave directly.

"Besides me, who else has been here?"

Upon hearing the question, a higher-ranking official quickly spoke up, "Chief. The Chief came here just an hour ago."

"What did you do?"

"This..." The man lowered his head, hesitating a little, but ended up feeling pain in his neck.

The other guards at the gate only had time to watch the flash of blood. The person who had just replied was directly chopped off the neck by a knife, and his head and body were separated.

Jiang Queli gestured a few times with the blood-stained dagger and said slowly, "I captured her. I won't allow anyone else to interrogate or visit her again."

As he spoke, Jiang Queli cast a cold gaze on the other guards and spoke each word with pause, "I cut off his head and offered it as a sacrifice to the insects."

The dead air in the dungeon grew heavier, and the remaining guards lowered their heads respectfully, not daring to say anything more. "Yes!"

Jiang Queli snorted coldly and left with his disguised deputy.

The soul magic experiments to study the Undead Army require living people. This is not the first time that Jiang Queli has come here to find prisoners for experiments. In addition, with his behavior just now, no one dared to ask any more questions.

This method of killing the chicken to scare the monkey is indeed effective. In any case, Shen Qiao feels that this group of people will probably never dare to let anyone see "Jiang Quechen" again.

No wonder the "stealing and replacing" method could deceive everyone, but unfortunately... Jiang Quechen still couldn't escape this disaster.

Shen Qiao sighed.

Time was limited, and she didn't have time to follow every frame, so she could only look at a few key points.

What happened next was pretty much the same as what was recorded: Jiang Quechen was secretly sent to Bishui City to recuperate, while Jiang Queli and the elder worked together to develop soul magic and an undead army controlled by poisonous insects.

From this perspective, Jiang Queli is not a good person: arrogant, cruel, and treats human life as worthless. He never seems to be soft-hearted or trusting anyone.

But why did he let Jiang Quechen go in the first place? How could such a person care about family?

Shen Qiao quickly browsed through the clips, and suddenly saw another scene.

After Xiyuan's defeat, the two tribes used heavenly fire to annihilate their clan. The elder went mad, rounding up the common people of the tribe, feeding them insect eggs, and then massacring them. This seemed to explain the scene in the forest we saw earlier.

This elder wanted to use this method to preserve the eggs, combined with all the messy poisons developed during the experiment...

Shen Qiao felt a chill.

Later, Xiyuan was almost destroyed by its own people. Jiang Queli first killed the deputy chief and the elder, and scattered their ashes together. Then...

"Hmm?" She discovered a strange memory.

After killing the two men, Jiang Quechen actually passed through the sky fire and came to the river, and put something like a talisman paper into the river.

Wait! River water?! He actually had a way to avoid the skyfire?! Then why didn't he leave? Instead, he died here underground?

"Have you seen enough?"

This clear voice suddenly sounded behind her. Shen Qiao was startled and turned around instantly, only to see Jiang Queli standing behind her, out of her memory.

He still looked the same as I remembered, or rather, the way he looked in the coffin.

Seemingly very satisfied with Shen Qiao's surprise, Jiang Queli curled his lips and smiled, his voice was light and teasing.

"All is well, my silly sister."