Quick Transmigration: Still Life Fairy

Chapter 395 A Life of Being Conquered

Just as the long knife was about to slice across Yu Liu's cheek again, a voice suddenly came from her body to stop her.

Yu Liu paused in her attempt to dodge, and couldn't help but look down. She was wearing a necklace with a small box attached to it. Inside the box was a photo of her and Tang Shuai. Tang Shuai had given her this necklace, and she had worn it ever since, finding it novel.

If I heard correctly, the voice of protest came from this necklace.

The long knife stopped just short of his cheek. "Liu Quji" was clearly also interested in the necklace that made the sound. He slowly put away the knife, reached out and picked up the small box hanging at the bottom of the necklace, and pulled hard.

"what!"

Yu Liu let out a short cry of pain. The necklace, made of metal, had been torn off by "Liu Quji," leaving a shallow mark on Yu Liu's neck.

Liu Quji didn't care about Yu Liu at all. He looked at the small box over and over again before finally spotting a hidden miniature camera on the top.

"Oh, it looks like your old flame is getting impatient!"

"Liu Quji" said in a slightly exaggerated manner.

Yu Liu felt nauseous at his sarcastic tone and turned her head away without saying a word.

"Ah."

Yu Liu ignored him, and Liu Quji gradually lost interest. He reached out and squeezed the small box hard, crushing it into pieces, including the miniature camera inside.

“That way, no one can bother me.” He smiled somewhat nervously. “But I’ve changed my mind now; I have a better idea.”

He grabbed Yu Liu's chin, forcing her to look at him: "If I'm not mistaken, you and your old flame seem to have feelings for each other, right?"

Yu Liu immediately became alert: "What are you going to do?"

"Heh, I already told you, it's revenge." His eyes held a hatred that seemed almost tangible: "Back then, you made me lose my love, while you continued to live a carefree life. Now the tables have turned, and I'll make you taste what I felt back then!"

"Don't you like him? Tell me, it would be really interesting if I killed you in front of him, or killed him in front of you."

Yu Liu frowned, thinking the person in front of her was a madman, and an unreasonable one at that. She had never made enemies with anyone, let alone caused anyone to lose their loved ones!

This is simply impossible, okay?

Why aren't you saying anything? Are you scared?

"Liu Quji" laughed maniacally: "It's good that you're scared. I was just as scared back then, afraid you'd steal the person I loved. But even though I was on my guard, you still managed to get her. Do you know how utterly humiliating that was to me?!"

Perhaps thinking of something bad, "Liu Quji" grabbed Yu Liu's collar tightly, bringing his ferocious face close to hers, making her see the hatred in his eyes.

"Just wait, I'll make you taste what I suffered back then."

He took out his long knife again and slowly made several cuts on Yu Liu's face, enjoying the terrified look in her eyes. It was as if he felt a sense of comfort, and his face became increasingly radiant. Finally, he left satisfied.

Yu Liu was left in the house like that.

It was only then that she finally had the time to look around. The whitewashed walls were peeling and crumbling, and although the roof looked like a building, water droplets were dripping from above.

The room was completely empty, eerily spacious. There was a small window on the east wall.

Besides these, there was a cross-like object on the wall near the door, about the height of a person, which looked like the instrument of torture used in ancient times to bind people to.

The "cross" was made of wood, with a long whip full of barbs wrapped around the horizontal piece of wood. Just by looking at it, you could tell it would hurt a lot if it hit you.

"Where did this thing come from?" Yu Liu asked with deep doubt. In modern society, how could such an antiquated torture device still exist...?

Getting hold of "Liu Quji" shows he has some influence.

Strangely, even though she was already in a dangerous situation, Yu Liu's focus was still a bit off.

Blood kept dripping from the wound on her face, but Yu Liu couldn't feel the pain at all. Unable to break free of the rope, she could only move her body, searching for a comfortable position, often forgetting about the wound on her face.

If it weren't for the constant dripping of blood reminding her, she might have really forgotten.

Several hours later, the wound gradually began to scab over, and the bleeding slowly stopped. At this moment, "Liu Quji" returned.

By this time, it was nearly dusk. The dimly lit room, the wide-open door, and the person standing at the door with a ferocious expression could almost be the setting for a horror movie.

To be honest, the scene made Yu Liu a little uneasy, but she wasn't too worried. She didn't know why, but she just knew that this person couldn't do anything to her.

Liu Quji approached Yu Liu step by step, finally looking down at her: "...I really envy your good fortune. No matter where you are, you have someone who is truly devoted to you. It's a pity that he is destined to waste his efforts."

Liu Quji's ferocious expression gradually returned to normal. He grabbed Yu Liu and tossed her casually into a corner of the room. Then, he picked up the long whip wrapped around the "cross" and, under Yu Liu's somewhat strange gaze, straightened it.

"I originally thought I would have to wait a few days, but I didn't expect that your old flame would find his way here in just a few hours. So I had to act ahead of time. Tell me, what kind of expression will he have when he finally finds you after going through all sorts of hardships, only to find you already covered in wounds and barely breathing?"

Is it calm, sadness, or anger?

He was looking forward to it.

Before the whip could be raised and Yu Liu was prepared to be beaten, the door to "Liu Quji's" room, which was not closed tightly, was suddenly kicked open, and Tang Shuai's figure appeared in the doorway.

"Didn't you hear me tell you to stop?!"

The sound of the door being kicked was accompanied by Tang Shuai's angry roar.

"I didn't hear it."

Although Liu Quji was somewhat surprised that he had arrived so quickly, he was mostly happy: "You came really fast."

"Really? But I think this speed is too slow!!" Tang Shuai sneered, and seeing Yu Liu leaning against the corner wall, tightly bound and with her face covered in crisscrossing wounds, he felt a pang of heartache. "With me here, you won't be able to hurt my Yu Liu even a little bit!!"

As he spoke, he raised the gun in his hand.