Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 1217 - 1216: Torture and Kill

Pain!

A pair of eyes, in pain as if being scorched by raging fires.

In so much pain that his whole body trembled, pain that almost took his life.

Yet Lan Qing remained silent and still, even as he convulsed in agony, he did not utter a word.

No begging for rcy, no cries for help, and even, no expression on his face.

"It seems the master has trained you well; even blinded, you remain so composed,"

Lan Fan looked at his gradually dimming eyes and laughed out loud: "I’ve finally destroyed the master’s favorite disciple, finally destroyed, ha ha ha..."

That laughter, in the quiet Lingjiu Hall, where even the sound of a needle dropping could be heard, was especially chilling and terrifying.

But there was no one around.

They were all outside of Lingjiu Hall.

And the Palace Attendants serving Lan Qing were now locked up.

No one would co here, and no one would save him.

"Little junior brother, do you feel despair? Are you in agony right now, in despair?"

Lan Fan bent down, grabbed Lan Qing’s clothes, and lifted him up.

"How does it feel? How unbearable is it to lose everything? Are you so desperate that you wish to die like this?"

"The taste I once experienced, now it’s your turn to savor it. Tell , is it not unbearable?"

With a flick of his wrist, Lan Fan threw Lan Qing to the ground like a broken doll.

Yet he, still with a pair of spiritless eyes, said nothing.

He was blind, but his eyes remained open.

Lan Fan despised most this pretense of calmness!

"If losing a pair of eyes can’t make you despair, then, how about I destroy your face as well?"

With a swoosh, Lan Fan, not knowing where it ca from, took out a dagger, crouched down, and put its sharpest point against Lan Qing’s face.

"The master also adores your looks, he says among all his disciples, you are the most handso. He said you are even better looking than , did you know that?"

Lan Fan could actually be considered a handso man.

The successors selected by the Lan Family were never ordinary characters.

Only, after Lan Qing grew up, in front of Lan Qing, Lan Fan completely lost his radiance!

All of this, it was because of him!

This bastard, he should have never existed in this world!

"The face that the master adores most, I will destroy it now! Right now, I will destroy it!"

He raised the dagger and fiercely stabbed towards Lan Qing’s cheek.

But unexpectedly—clang!

Lan Fan felt a numbness in his palm, and, despite his profound Inner Strength, he couldn’t resist this force.

Not only did the dagger fly out of his grip, but he was also knocked to the ground, rolling far away from his original position.

A flash of silver light, and several silver needles, from an unknown origin, shot towards his face.

How much did Lan Fan care about his looks?

And those silver needles, they were aid right at his face.

Frightened, he imdiately leaped backwards, covering a considerable distance.

But the threat had not ceased.

The assailant held so mysterious weapon, and with a bang, a Hidden Weapon exuding the sll of firework chemicals, aggressively targeted his face.

The speed was as fast as lightning!

Lan Fan had never seen such a formidable Hidden Weapon before.

He exerted all his power, dodging at his swiftest speed.

Yet the Hidden Weapon still grazed his arm.

Scorching hot! Pain!

Glancing back, only the blood that Lan Qing had coughed up remained on the ground; where was Lan Qing’s figure?