1205 Putting the Ring On

In such a tumultuous world, a woman like Feng Lingxue who had been born with such a beautiful face would never be able to escape from tragedy.

The sharp knife seemed to caress her face. Feng Lingxue winced in pain as cold sweat ran down her face. At the same time, Xuan Mu was pulling on her long hair. She could feel the sharp knife part her flesh as they wrote each stroke on her face.

Xuan Mu did this slowly on purpose to make her feel as much pain as possible. Feng Lingxue's eyesight turned dark as she felt faint.

At this moment, Xuan Mu tugged roughly on her hair. "D*mned slave, you have one last chance. You'd better beg the Silver Mask King for forgiveness right now!"

Beg for forgiveness…

Feng Lingxue's empty black eyes moved slowly to land on Xuan Ying's face. His face was dark. She couldn't see clearly anymore.

She wasn't going to beg for forgiveness.