After the fall of the country, I was taken away by the enemy king

When Ning Haitang came down from the tower, the war had stopped.

Duan Yiwei's Bai Bingqi had already withdrawn his troops, but he was captured by Yan Hui.

Duan Yiwei in front of him was covered in blood and passed out on Yan Hui's horse.

Ning Haitang was in a daze. He never thought that Duan Yiwei would fall into his hands one day.

Gu Nianchun came down with him, stretched out his hand to check Duan Yiwei's breath and found that he was still alive, so he frowned at Ning Haitang and said, "Are you showing mercy? He's not dead."

Ning Haitang didn't answer, but it was Yan Hui who explained for him: "Duan Yiwei's heart is a little bit different than ordinary people, maybe he doesn't know."

Of course Ning Haitang knew, because the first assassination of Duan Yiwei was due to this reason.

It's just that he did shoot at the position of ordinary people on purpose this time, not because he was soft-hearted, but because he felt that Duan Yiwei died just like that, and it was too cheap for him.

But he still followed Yan Hui's words: "I don't know."

Gu Nianchun looked at the part where Duan Yiwei was shot, and it was indeed the location of the heart, so he didn't bother with Ning Haitang any more.

He withdrew his hand and said slowly: "Press back to the prison in the city."

Yan Hui obeyed the order and took Duan Yiwei to the city.

Gu Nianchun also followed Yan Hui to the inner city, but Ning Haitang stopped him and asked, "What are you going to do with him?"

"Me?" Gu Nianchun turned his head, showing his dimples with a smile, "I'm planning to leave it to you."

Ning Haitang looked at Gu Nianchun's smile coldly, always feeling that he was testing herself.

"You think I'll let him go?"

"How could it be? From the moment you fired just now, I know that you have no affection for him anymore."

Gu Nianchun continued: "I did this just to let you experience the pleasure of revenge. How about it, how about I treat you well?"

"Thank you so much." Ning Haitang said in a strange way.

"You're welcome. But it's better not to kill him, to save him alive."

"Why do you want to stay alive?"

"Because I suddenly thought that I could exchange him for Emperor Li."

"Change to Chuyi...?" Ning Haitang was surprised for a moment, his eyes brightened slightly.

"Duan Yiwei has a good relationship with Emperor Yun, and Emperor Yun will definitely be willing to change."

"But before changing, I think you should have tortured him to half his life, right?" Gu Nianchun smiled coquettishly, with a vicious heart under her delicate and youthful face, "Don't let me down Oh~”

But Ning Haitang always felt that something was wrong, he thought for a long time, and finally found something wrong.

"You don't think Duan Yiwei lost this time too easily, aren't you surprised?"

He added: "Duan Yiwei used to be the winner of sweeping the Three Kingdoms, so many famous generals died in his hands, but this time he was not only defenseless, but also didn't resist at all after being arrested. mistake."

Gu Nianchun listened to his analysis, although he also had doubts, he still said: "Even if he has a conspiracy, it is impossible to put himself in danger."

"He knows the breath of everything."

"He will be useless, your shot has sealed his inner breath."

Although Gu Nianchun said so, he was actually lying to Ning Haitang.

That sniper rifle can't seal the internal breath at all, Duan Yiwei's internal breath is gone because he is emotional, so he can't use it anymore.

The best evidence is that the scene of his seven orifices bleeding just now is a sign of being backlashed by his inner breath.

Duan Yiwei definitely likes Ning Haitang, he has already drawn this conclusion from the news sent by Yan Hui.

Therefore, this is the reason why he wanted Ning Haitang.

No matter how strong Duan Yiwei is, as long as he has Ning Haitang in his hands, he can easily play with him and make his life worse than death.

But Ning Haitang wanted to continue to doubt when he heard Gu Nianchun's affirmative tone, so he didn't say any more.

Because he also knows that, as Gu Nianchun said, no matter how conspiring Duan Yiwei has, he won't be able to involve himself in it.

Even if he didn't die, being captured by the enemy country alone was extremely uncomfortable. He had experienced it before, so he knew that it was difficult for anyone to bear the humiliation.

He couldn't bear Duan Yiwei being so confident and arrogant.

After thinking about this, Ning Haitang looked around, Yan Hui left, Gu Nianchun left, and the soldiers also left.

Outside the empty city, except for the blood and corpses all over the place, I was the only one left standing alone.

He stood there for a long time, not knowing what he was going to do.

But his eyes fell on the cold light amidst the blood on the ground, it was a long silver sword.

"Yinyue...?" Even with just one glance, he already recognized that it was his own Silveryue Sword.

So he walked over silently and bent down to pick it up. The lettering on it was sprinkled with Duan Yiwei's blood.

The handwriting is still so delicate and elegant, but no matter how you wipe it, you can't wipe off the blood.

On the long sword, the cold light and the white blade reflected his ruthless face.

He remembered that when Duan Yiwei handed the sword to his hand, he said a word, and he remembered it to this day.

Duan Yiwei said: "Mr. Yinyue should be equipped with the sword of Yinyue, and the sword is only for Mr. Bo's smile. There are all kinds of beauty in the world, and there is nothing like Mr. Yinyue's smile. "

But now the person who sent the sword had completely parted ways with him, taking different paths.

He whispered to the cold sword edge: "Duan Yiwei, it's time for you to pay for your blood."

In the dark prison, the smell of decay was filled with the smell of blood.

In the middle of the prison, a man was bound by countless iron chains. Although the two blood holes on his body had stopped bleeding, he was still weak.

If it hadn't been pulled by the two chains that penetrated the lute bone, it might have collapsed in embarrassment.

The whipping sounded one after another.

"Snapped--"

"Snapped--"

"Snapped--"

Ning Haitang waved the iron whip in his hand, and whipped Duan Yiwei's body, piercing the eardrum again and again.

While Duan Yiwei in front of him was covered with scars, but he didn't say a word, even a smile could be squeezed out from the corner of his mouth.

"What are you laughing at, shouldn't you beg me to show mercy?" Ning Haitang's hands were sore, so she stopped.

Duan Yi slightly raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were bloodshot, but he couldn't stop the blaze in his deep eyes.

His voice was very weak, but he said lightly: "I laugh at you because you still miss me...that's why the beating is so painless."

Ning Haitang was furious at his words, "Hehehe, who gave you the confidence?"

He tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and deliberately stretched out his hand to grab the chain that ran through Duan Yiwei's lute bone, and pulled hard on his wound, tearing his skin and bones open.

"Hmm...ha..." Duan Yiwei finally showed a grim and painful expression on his face, and he gasped for breath, moaning continuously.

Sweat mixed with blood dripped from his face and landed on his bare skin.

That was palpable pain.

But Ning Haitang not only didn't stop, but also increased his strength.

He leaned closer to Duan Yiwei's face, stared at the painful eyes and said word by word: "I will never forget you?"

"How did you treat me back then, do you think I might never forget you!"

Ning Haitang yelled at him, his voice was hoarse, resounding through the prison.

The chains also jingled, accompanied by Duan Yiwei's body shaking violently due to pain, for a long time.

"Duan Yiwei... Do you think I will be so stupid as to forgive you for what you did before..."

"You knew that I was full of expectations and wanted to marry you...but you were so cruel to me on the wedding night, you lied to me, insulted me, abused me...you ruined all my hopes..."

"And now, I have completely given up on you."

After Ning Haitang finished speaking, she loosened the chain suddenly, so that Duan Yiwei would not faint from the pain.

Because he knows that there will be more interesting projects waiting for Duan Yiwei to experience them carefully.

"Heh..." After all, Duan Yiwei couldn't laugh anymore, only a vague sigh remained.

He looked at Ning Haitang's resolute Yiqiao eyes, and already knew that Ning Haitang would never forgive himself no matter what.

Then he said hoarsely: "Titting a tooth for a tooth is indeed your character..."

"Otherwise, do you still want me to repay grievances with virtue?" This time, Ning Haitang laughed out loud.

He gently rubbed Duan Yiwei's bloody and sweaty side face with his fingers, and leaned close to his ear and said, "Don't you like to insult others, if I turn you into a eunuch, tell me what you will do in the future?"

Duan Yiwei was startled when he heard this, and then blurted out: "Don't..."

"Don't what? Can't bear to part with your own thing?"

"Except for this... everything is fine."

Ning Haitang smiled slightly, with sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, "Is it all right, then how about I break your tendons and turn you into a cripple who can never move?"

Duan Yi closed his eyes slightly, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't speak anymore.

But Ning Haitang hates his expression, what he wants to hear most now is Duan Yiwei crying and begging himself, not indifference, let alone silence.

So he took a dagger from the torture rack beside him.

The tip of the dagger pressed against Duan Yiwei's wrist, along the skin, cutting into the tendons.

Ning Haitang was a martial artist, so he could find the position of the veins very accurately, and when he struck hard, he only heard a crisp sound as thin as a gossamer, as if a string of a zither was cut, and it burst open.

"what------"

Duan Yi yelled out in pain, his whole body fell into twisted convulsions, and the chains trembled violently, but the pain not only did not weaken, but became more intense.

"Are you finally willing to shout?" Ning Haitang looked flamboyant, and the smile bloomed even more on his face.

He thought of the pain he was tortured by Duan Yiwei, and now he has paid back half of it.

In the same way, he broke the veins of Duan Yiwei's other wrist.

In order to prevent Duan Yi from fainting from the pain, he prepared a sharp silver needle and pierced Duan Yiwei's temple.

Just like when he was torturing himself back then, he would use cold water to wake up his fainted self.

After picking out the tendons, Ning Haitang squatted down and gestured at his ankles.

He laughed and said: "You should just say something and beg me, otherwise you will never be able to stand up again in the future."