Bab 878: Chapter 870: Lurking Danger 8

Lily frowned slightly, wiping the water droplets from her face, "Zuo Mufeng, dying this way would be too comfortable for you. I want you to beg for life, yet not be able to die."

Having said that, Lily threw away the scalpel.

The rope from earlier came in quite handy.

Lily, tying his legs, took a look at the tree branch nearby, then gave Zuo Mufeng another look.

Zuo Mufeng felt a chill down his spine as her eyes surveyed him, "Witch, what exactly do you want?"

"Zuo Mufeng, I will hang you from the tree, then strip off your clothes and slowly carve you with a knife. Don't worry, I won't cut too deeply, I'll be gentle, so the blood will slowly drip down from your body. You're a doctor. Do you think, if the blood slowly dripped for a whole night, you'd still be alive to see the sun the next day?"

Lily thought the idea was good, and got right to it.

She started to unbuckle Zuo Mufeng's belt, and Zuo Mufeng was furious—this was an insult worse than death.