Overlord's best villain

Upon hearing Yan Yi's order, the people standing on both sides of Mu Zichen surrounded him, trapping Mu Zichen inside.

"Let's do it." Mu Zichen didn't even raise his eyelids, and his tone was indifferent, as if he was not the one being beaten.

The fists fell on Mu Zichen like raindrops. Mu Zichen gritted his teeth and endured. He couldn't fight back, couldn't fight back. He couldn't let her get hurt at all.

Ye Yuran was tied to a chair, and she couldn't help even if she wanted to help. Tears kept pouring out of her eyes, and she shouted heartbreakingly, "Mu Zichen, you fight back, you fight back! I beg you,

Fight back."

Mu Zichen clenched his fists and refused to fight back. Even if he was beaten to death here today, he would never fight back.

'Poof' a mouthful of blood spurted out from Mu Zichen's mouth. After being beaten for an unknown number of times, he finally fell to the ground unable to hold himself up. There was blood spraying all around him.

"Miss, do you want to fight again? He seems like he can't hold it anymore." Those who hit Mu Zichen felt a little unbearable. Unexpectedly, they struck so hard, and he didn't even have the intention to fight back.

"Did I tell you to stop? Keep beating me. I want to see how long he can last." The more Mu Zichen didn't fight back, the angrier Yan Yi became. Mu Zichen, you can die for Ye Yuran.

Really? Then die.

When those people were about to take action again, they were stopped by Ye Yuran's scream: "Yan Yi, please, don't do this. Hit me, hit me, don't hit him. Yan Yi, please."

For the first time, Ye Yuran begged for help in such a lowly manner. For the first time, she was willing to disregard face and dignity, just for Mu Zichen's safety.

A trace of astonishment flashed in Yan Yi's eyes. She didn't expect that Ye Yuran would beg her so humbly. Then, the astonishment in her eyes was replaced by cruelty, and she sneered and said, "Please beg me, yes! Kneel down!"

"Yan Yi, don't go too far. Qian Xi, you can't beg her, you can't." Mu Zichen fell to the ground and said weakly.

It was the first time that he hated himself so much. He had no way to save his beloved woman from such humiliation. The people in An Ye were also entangled by the people brought by Yan Yi. Now he could only place his hope on Ouyang Haoxuan.

Ye Jingru, who had been silent on the side, lowered her head and sneered after hearing what Yan Yi said, and used a dagger to cut the rope that tied Ye Yuran. She said indifferently, "Ye Yuran, kneel down and beg us. If we are happy to see it,

Maybe we can consider letting you go."

As long as she kneels down, will Mu Zichen be safe? Then she is willing to pay such a price.

"Okay, I kneel down!" It's okay not to lose face, not to have dignity, and it's okay to be looked down upon by others, as long as Mu Zichen is safe.

With a pop, Ye Yuran bent his knees, knelt on the ground, and said humbly, "Yan Yi, Ye Jingru, please let Mu Zichen go. It's me you hate, just torture me. Please,

Let him go."

"Qian Xi..." Mu Zichen punched the ground with a dull sound, "Qian Xi, get up, we don't need to beg them."

Because he was too seriously injured, Mu Zichen coughed violently after saying a sentence. He vomited blood all over the floor, and his face became frighteningly pale.

Ye Yuran knelt on the ground and couldn't bear to look at Mu Zichen. He clenched his fists and said softly, "Mu Zichen, let's go!" She was not willing to let Mu Zichen sacrifice like this for her. If someone had to die today.

Here, let her die!