The Bad Girl's Quick Transmigration System: Traveling Back and Forth

Four gleaming swords pierced Lin Wei's snow-white throat like lightning. Instantly, blood spurted out like a fountain. Lin Wei's eyes widened, nearly popping out of their sockets, as if ready to burst. A heavy, desperate sigh emanated from her throat, echoing in the silent air like the wailing of a demon from hell, a terrifying sound.

With this sigh, Lin Wei's small tongue suddenly flew out of her mouth like a startled snake. A crystal-clear tongue ring adorned her delicate tongue, shimmering faintly against the lip ring on her lips. The silver chain connecting the lip and tongue rings resembled a silver snake, stained with blood, appearing particularly eerie.

Blood trickled from the corners of Lin Wei's mouth, staining her fair cheeks and neck like a scarlet cloak. Her body trembled slightly, her fingers clutching the ground tightly, as if grasping for a last glimmer of life. However, as the blood continued to flow, her vitality gradually faded.

Lin Wei's face grew increasingly pale, her lips losing their color, slightly parted as if she wanted to say something, but no sound came out. Her eyes gradually became empty and lifeless, their once bright pupils now dimmed.

The air around them seemed to freeze, and time seemed to have stopped flowing. Only the blood that continued to flow formed a pool of scarlet blood on the ground, emitting a strong smell of blood.

Gradually, Lin Wei's body stopped shaking, and her fingers loosened, falling limply to the ground. Her head tilted slightly to one side, her eyes wide open, as if she had lost all life.

At this moment, the whole world fell into a dead silence. Only the four swords shining with cold light were quietly inserted into Lin Wei's throat, as if telling the story of this cruel killing.

In this thrilling moment, time seemed to freeze. Everything around them blurred, leaving only the four swords and Lin Wei's silhouette clearly visible. The stench of blood filled the air, making one nauseous. Lin Wei's despair and pained expression were deeply imprinted in the minds of everyone who witnessed this scene.

Just now, the Cruel Dragon struggled under Lin Wei's stranglehold, its throat tightly clamped, making it almost impossible to breathe. It desperately clawed at Lin Wei's arms, trying to break free, but Lin Wei was too strong, and it was impossible to escape. Now, with four long swords piercing Lin Wei's throat and the strength in her hands gone, the Cruel Dragon finally felt in control again.

However, when the dragon's gaze fell on Lin Wei, the fear in his eyes was instantly replaced by cruelty. Lin Wei's body had been tortured beyond recognition by the demons' long swords piercing her throat. Her face was covered in scars and blood, and her once beautiful features had become hideous and terrifying.

A cruel light flashed in the dragon's eyes. He tightly grasped the butcher knife and stabbed it into Lin Wei's lower abdomen again without hesitation. This time, the knife was more ferocious than before. The handle of the knife sank deep into Lin Wei's body, and blood gushed out from the wound like a fountain.

The dragon seemed unsatisfied, stirring the butcher knife vigorously, each rotation bringing a sharp pain. Lin Wei's body trembled violently with the dragon's movements, her face filled with pain and despair.

As the dragon's thrashing continued, Lin Wei's lower abdomen felt as if it were being torn apart. She could feel her internal organs being mercilessly crushed by the dragon, the excruciating pain nearly unbearable. She let out a miserable moan, but to the dragon, it was like beautiful music, only making him even more excited.

The dragon's movements grew increasingly frantic, as if it wanted to completely pulverize Lin Wei's internal organs. Lin Wei's body had lost control, her eyes rolled back, and her consciousness gradually blurred. Her life seemed incredibly fragile at this moment, ready to dissipate at any moment.

Blood continuously gushed from Lin Wei's abdomen, staining the ground beneath her red. A ferocious grin appeared on the dragon's face, reveling in the pleasure of torture and slaughter. However, behind this brutal scene lay a shameless plot and conspiracy.

Lin Wei, poisoned by lust, had at the last moment removed the Qi shield from her lower abdomen, allowing the dragon to brutally torture her. Her intestines and organs spilled onto the floor. Her long, beautiful legs struggled a few times before she froze completely, breathing her last breath under the gaze of the demons. Her mouth was wide open, her delicate tongue dangling from the edge of her mouth. The silver chain connecting her tongue and lip rings gleamed brightly, but it looked incredibly strange against her blood-soaked lips.

Lin Wei's face was twisted, yet she displayed a strange charm, as if she were enjoying some kind of extreme pleasure rather than enduring the pain of death. The corners of her mouth even curled up slightly, revealing a hint of indescribable satisfaction.

The Dragon Torturer and the Exorcist stood aside, watching this scene indifferently. The Dragon Torturer and the Exorcist did not let go of Lin Wei's beautiful corpse, and took turns to torture and violate her, making her pose in various positions for the final round of humiliation.

The next morning, Lin Wei's naked body, pierced by a spear, was hung high on the wall of Liangzhou City, with blood and white liquid dripping from her body.