I Became Cinderella's Vicious Stepsister (MTL) [COMPLETED]

63. God Flowing

"Wait, don't push first."

Liu Yu opened her eyes in a sudden pain.

To be honest, the last broken arm did not make her too painful: when the pain was felt, the arm was no longer there.

And what occupies all her thinking is not pain but cold.

The snow is cold and the blood is cold.

The whole person seemed to be in the ice and snow, from inside to outside, it was cold.

But now, it is really painful.

The rope was embedded in the body, and it could be seen that the person who tied her had no effort at all. She struggled, but couldn't move a small finger. The whole person was recessed into a humiliating shape, the only left arm remaining She was tied back, her knees were on the ground, her hair was pulled from behind, almost leaving her scalp-

Although what she expected.

...But it hurts too much.

Liu Yu moaned.

The sound was like a drop of water falling into the rolling oil.

"She she she... how did she wake up?!"

"Hurry and push into the water..."

"No, no, Princess Mary, do we really want to do this? Also, wait for Master Bruce to come... and make a decision."

"Shut up! Sow! Hypocritical benevolence!" Princess Mary sneered again and again, "It's not you who threw the stone just now? It's not you who insulted people? Or that you don't have enough faith in the light to believe in the dark creatures. code?"

"Last year, there were thirty-two evil witches burned to death in Guang Vincent Square. Do you sympathize?"

"No!"

"Why do you hesitate now?!"

After an eager "Dada Da" sound, Liu Yu's face was dragged up.

"Because of this face?...Oh, yes, unparalleled beauty...The rose that never dies in the city of Soro...and these beautiful eyes..."

Princess Mary's luxurious red silk scratched the girl's cheek, her red nails were pressed against the white skin, and just as a girl shouted "no", the long nails crossed across--

A long blood stain appeared on the delicate face like a rose.

"Mary! Are you crazy?!"

"I'm not crazy."

Princess Mary giggled, and she scratched the wound with her nails back and forth a few more times, until the wound was severely torn, and the blood trickled down like a centipede wound before turning around. , Facing Liu Yu, "... Oh, Miss Fergus, don't stare at me like this, when you are close to the cultists, willing to be with the fallen, you should know that this day will come sooner or later..."

"Yes, I'm jealous of you. I saw you from the first glance, and I was jealous of your beauty, and even more jealous of you becoming Mr. Leslie. Oh no, now I'm a lover of a cultist. My Mary Carlo is not As hypocritical as everyone else, I admit, I am taking revenge on you."

"Mary Carlo."

The girl who was tied up and unable to move was gasping for breath. There were no soft waves in those blue eyes, but rather icy frost. "The trial and the trial haven't come down...you, you can't..."

"I can."

Princess Mary couldn't tell herself, where the endless maliciousness came from.

There seemed to be a voice in the brain, constantly urging her, insulting her, killing her, and not letting them die too happy.