"Spare you? If I spared you, who would spare me?"
Liao Qianqian stood behind Fu Yuxing.
Fu’er stood by the window, and from his perspective, he could easily see the posture in which Liao Qianqian had locked Fu Yuxing, leaving him no chance to run away.
Upon hearing Fu Yuxing’s words, Liao Qianqian slowly lifted her hand and fiercely clutched Fu Yuxing’s neck, madness burning in her bloodshot eyes.
Fu’er frowned but did not step forward to stop her immediately.
"When I begged you in the past, did you spare me? Fu Yuxing, have you forgotten how I pleaded with you? You never spared me then, why should I spare you now?"
Liao Qianqian tightly gripped Fu Yuxing’s neck, tears of blood in her eyes.
Fu Yuxing’s face quickly turned the color of liver due to suffocation, veins bulging on his face, eyes beginning to fill with blood, as he desperately pounded the hands that gripped his throat.
To outsiders, however, it looked as if he were beating his own neck.
As if he had gone mad.
"You... you quickly..."
Fu Yuxing managed to utter a few syllables with great difficulty, his complexion growing uglier, as if it were about to turn purple.
His eyeballs were bulging out, as if he were on the verge of death.
Fu’er’s expression sank slightly, "Liao Qianqian—"
Liao Qianqian paused for a moment, slightly loosening her grip.
Fu Yuxing gained a moment of respite.
But the next second, Liao Qianqian suddenly tightened her grip.
Fu Yuxing’s body violently shook as he frantically tore at her hands, "Who... who the hell are you..."
"Who do you say I am? Fu Yuxing, you drowned me in the bathtub and then trapped my soul here, and you still ask who I am? Do you know, watching you day and night, every moment made me want to kill you! Now at last, I have my chance!"
Liao Qianqian said, laughing eerily.
For a time, the room was filled with her sinister laughter.
Fu Yuxing, tearing at her hands, finally realized who she really was, he hoarsely shouted, "You... Liao Qianqian... how, how could it be you..."
"How could it not be me? Did you really think that so-called grand master’s formation could trap me forever?" Liao Qianqian relished in Fu Yuxing’s agonized expression.
The more Fu Yuxing suffered, the happier she became!
"Fu Yuxing, bet you never thought you’d see this day! How is it, this feeling of near suffocation, is it bearable?"
Fu Yuxing was already rolling his eyes, the feeling of suffocation making him feel as if his lungs were constantly filling up and then being compressed, as if they were about to burst.
His mind was getting more and more groggy, as if due to the lack of oxygen, he was about to lose consciousness...
Just when Fu Yuxing was almost too weak to struggle, thinking that his death was certain, the door was suddenly knocked upon.
The knocking at this moment sounded like a lifeline to Fu Yuxing.
His eyes lit up with joy as he desperately tried to crawl towards the door.
Liao Qianqian’s eyes darkened as she fiercely turned to look at Fu’er behind her.
Fu’er was expressionless.
But Liao Qianqian knew that this must be Fu’er’s doing.
Previously, Fu Yuxing’s cries for help could not penetrate the room, it was also Fu’er’s doing, probably isolating the room on its own.
Fu’er was now probably worried that she really would kill Fu Yuxing, so he lifted the isolation.
Resentment grew in Liao Qianqian’s heart, but remembering the promise she made to Jiangli, she glared fiercely at Fu Yuxing, like a vengeful ghost.
But the next second, she still let go of her grip.
Fu Yuxing was freed but had no strength to move, and with a thud, he collapsed onto the floor.