Yellow Prison.

The prison of the Aotian Sect is divided into four places, called Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang.

Pang Cao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, although he was also a big man, he couldn't be afraid of things, and he couldn't say that he couldn't do it.

It can be regarded as the sect leader who was not too angry, but only punished the Yellow Character Prison, which is already a little lenient compared to several other places. If it was in the past, I am afraid that I would not be able to escape from the prison.

Pang Cao relieved himself in his heart, and glanced sideways at Wei Jiu, who was also escorted, Wei Jiu's lips still had blood stains, and his expression was slightly blank, as if he hadn't eased up from something.

Let him look a little unbearable, this Wei Jiuyi has always been arrogant, and he is also the right-hand man of the sect leader. Wei Jiu's treatment has never been bad, he has never been treated like this, and even if he did, the sect leader would let it go with a generous heart.

Wei Jiu didn't seem to feel his current situation at all, his whole mind was still in the Golden Palace, the sect leader's expression, with anger, with doubt, with disbelief, those beautiful eyes, looking in his eyes, piercing his heart, made him unforgettable for a long time.

He hung his head a little dejectedly, with no expression on his face, as if what happened next had nothing to do with him, he was not caught in it, but just a spectator watching from the sidelines.

"Under the instruction of the sect, Wei Jiu and Pang Cao made good advocaries, and were punished with a yellow character prison and a knife burn, with 30 strokes each. ”

Hongyun people seemed to be just performing the task mechanically, no sorrow, no joy, no anger and no joy, Pang Cao and Wei Jiu's shirts were taken off, revealing a smooth back, Pang Cao looked dark, Wei Jiu looked snow-white.

Before Pang Cao could say anything, he saw Hongmi's knife cut, the scalding clip fell, and the blood was first cut on his back, and a hot plate the size of a shovel board was baked red and pressed down.

"Hiss......" The two of them gasped in pain at the same time, seeing that the person was about to come for the second time, Pang Cao hurriedly spoke, "Hongmi, can I ask for the remaining twenty-nine strokes of Wei Jiu, let me bear it." ”

He looked at Wei Jiu's white face, some cold sweat broke out on his forehead from time to time, Wei Jiu's body has always been weak, he clearly understands in his heart, he really can't bear to have ugly and hideous wounds on his white and flawless back, let him bear these as a big old man.

Wei Jiu's expression was still immersed in the previous state, until he heard Pang Cao's words, his eyes rolled, and he looked at Pang Cao with confusion in his eyes, not understanding why he was doing this.

Hong Mi's eyes have always been like stagnant water, and suddenly fluctuated slightly, and her face softened a lot, "Then when you accept my love, you will be punished with fifty-nine strokes, but Wei Jiu can't not be exempted from criminal law at all, and if he goes out, the sect will blame him." Now that you have petitioned, Wei Jiu will be punished with thirty strokes, what do you think?"

"Okay, Cheng Hongmi's favor. Pang Cao sneered again, "Knowing that you are in a large area, take me to other cells to be tortured." ”

Hong Mi glanced at Pang Cao blankly, her eyebrows moved up slightly, and her eyes glanced at Wei Jiu on the side. Pang Cao's mind is really no one.

I have already suffered it on my behalf, and I don't even want the other party to take a look at the situation of being injured, for fear that others will feel guilty.

Before Wei Jiu could speak, Pang Cao had already been taken by Hongyun's other subordinates to be executed. When the other party was about to leave, he looked at the other party deeply.

He is also a gentleman, and he can bear it, but he also understands that in order to go on a mission, he has fallen into the root of the disease, and his physique has always been weak. This Pang Cao was completely thinking about him, he was ready to grit his teeth and bear the past, lying down for ten days and half a night, but he didn't expect that person to bear it completely for him.

The skin and flesh are lifted and roasted on a red iron plate, which is such a taste that ordinary people accept. Wei Jiu bit his lower lip and looked at the figure in the distance, so he had to restrain his expression and suffer a stick punishment without saying a word.

Hong Mi treated Pang Cao politely, and let him hold a cloth bag in his mouth to prevent biting himself in pain, and also to disperse some of the pain behind him.

At first, Pang Cao's forehead was still in a refreshing state, but gradually sweat seeped out later, and as time went on, the sweat became more and more, and some even condensed into sweat droplets, drop by drop, drop by drop.

Pang Cao's thick eyebrows and big eyes, his brows were furrowed, almost condensed into a rope, and he couldn't help but roar, "Ah......hhh

At the back, some of Hongyun's subordinates couldn't stand it, and looked at Hongmi hesitantly, as if they wanted to intercede for Pang Cao.

Hong Mi was still expressionless, "You don't have to look at me, if any of you want to intercede for him, you can go up and lie down and be punished." ”

As soon as the words fell, the minds of several people who wanted to intercede also went to seventy-seven eighty-eight, Pang Cao is a good skill, good physique, they can only be regarded as mediocre, not as good as Pang Cao, so they have to retreat.

Seeing that Pang Cao was no longer energetic, he still stubbornly wanted to raise his head, but the pain still destroyed his spiritual will.

When the punishment of fifty-nine strokes was completed, Pang Cao had no energy, and he was a little dizzy for a while. Hong Mi's expression was still stern, she raised her gesture, and soon someone brought a basin of water.

"Wow. The water splashed directly on Pang Cao's face, and he coughed a little, "Ahem, cough, cough." There was too much water for a while, and it took a long time for a lot of water to drip down before he could barely open his eyes.

Hong Mi walked up to him, leaned down and whispered, "I didn't add more salt, you can do it yourself." ”

Pang Cao's face was not very good-looking, as if the bright cloth had faded a lot, and when he heard the other party's words, he barely raised a smile. "Then I have to thank you for not treating me as a barbecue. ”

Hong Mi glanced at him expressionlessly, and said, "Your meat is too hard and has a bad taste." ”

Pang Cao couldn't help but be happy, "Okay, okay, you're delicious, I'm unpalatable." Hong Mi looked at him amusedly, gave him a blank look and left.

"Hey, can you help me down, how can I get out of bed, Xiao Hongjiu, can you do me a favor." ”

The young man called Red Nine stuck out his tongue at Pang Cao, "The boss doesn't allow it, and we can't go over it." Brother Pang, you better fight for it yourself. ”

Pang Cao groped for the small objects around him that he didn't know what they were, threw them at him, and muttered in his mouth, "Stinky boy, even you bullied me, don't regret it." ”

Hong Jiu grimaced while running and ran away, leaving Pang Cao alone.

Pang Cao was on the bench, he moved cautiously, afraid that he would accidentally fall and eat.

He was hesitating about how to get down, when suddenly a hand with a skin as white as mutton fat covered his hand. Pang Cao was stunned in his heart, there was not only the pain of the wound behind him, the burning pain of the roast, but also the temperature of the person, which came slowly, unexpectedly making people feel as warm as the afternoon sun.

At this moment, Pang Cao's heart slipped through countless feelings, and he never expressed anything, but only followed his instincts. Usually he is always scolded by Wei Jiu, scolding him for not being careful enough to do things, and always doing tasks to hold him back, although he also knows that he is stupid and has a bad brain, but he still wants to do something more for the other party, even if it is just a small thing.

"Hah...... Makes you laugh. Hongjiu's little conscienceless didn't come to help me, I'm afraid I'll hit the ground like a melon. Pang Cao smiled at the man with some embarrassment.

"Hmm. Just hummed softly, but it made Pang Cao's heart feel as if he was slid by a feather, and like a spring breeze, which was both smooth and comfortable.

Wei Jiu's body was also uncomfortable, he still tried to ignore the pain on his body, these injuries were not particularly strict for him, he just needed to recuperate a little.

He leaned close to him, lifted one of his hands, went around his shoulder, and helped him down, and put his coat on him.

Wei Jiu's expression was indifferent, and he didn't look at Pang Cao a few more times, but his heart was shocked. Although he didn't react on his face, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, this Pang Cao, I really don't know if I'm really stupid or fake, it's so difficult, and he pretends that he's fine.

Some thoughts also floated in his heart, Pang Cao did treat him well, the sect leader also treated him well before, he had always trusted him, and he had followed the sect leader for so many years.

Unexpectedly, now that an outsider has come, it has become this field, and a trace of pain passed through his eyes.

He was not reconciled.

Thinking of the excitement, his chest rose and fell a little rapidly, and Pang Cao, who was leaning on the side, also noticed the abnormal movement, and looked sideways at Wei Jiu.

"What's wrong?"

"It's fine. Wei Jiu replied lightly, and quickly reined in his feelings, and his breath became steady.

Pang Cao looked at Wei Jiudi's side face, he was a little distressed at the moment, he was a man with five big and three thick, usually others said that he had little roots, he felt nothing, but at this moment he had a wish.

If you can be as good as Wei Jiu, just through your eyebrows, eyes, expressions, and movements, you can easily guess people's thoughts and states.

Unlike the second monk who couldn't touch his head now, he lowered his eyes and sighed a little lost.

Wei Jiu was still trapped in his own love, he had always been sensitive, and when he heard the sound of breathing and sighing in his ears, he quickly sensed that something was wrong.

"What's wrong. This time it was Wei Jiu's turn to speak out and answer.

"It's fine. Pang Cao's voice was muffled, just leaning on Wei Jiu quietly, without making any noise, it was okay, Wei Jiu was willing to come to support him, he didn't blame him more, and he was considered to have improved.

For a while, the air was quiet as if a needle could be heard, and both of them restrained their expressions, but their stomachs were full of thoughts.

I was about to step out of the gate of the Yellow Prison when I suddenly heard a shout. "Wait a minute. ”

The two of them looked back, and that was?