first hit his temple, and Rong Jinxi fainted in pain.

Then he woke up in pain!

At the moment of awakening, Rong Jinxi was still a little confused. He first saw Zhou Yun's black face, and his body was aching faintly.

He used to be in a wheelchair, but now he was dragged into a room, ripped open in large fonts, and hung on a shelf.

He was dizzy and his vision was blurred. And his guard Rong Fei was tied up by five flowers, and Luo Qing was also tied up, with tears streaming down his face, and a ball of steps in his mouth.

I could only hear Luo Qing making a muffled 'woo' sound.

"Ahem. ”

Rong Jinxi coughed.

There is a saying that if you often walk by the river, you can not get your shoes wet, and you are blinded by the geese pecking all day long.

He was half-squinted, wounded, and smiling.

"If a family doesn't enter two doors, why should it be so stiff?"

Zhou Yun was originally as gentle as a scholar, but at this moment he has turned into a black-faced Yama King.

"Who is the same family with you?"

Zhou Yun came to a table, and a guard brought a small package.

Zhou Yun spread out the package, and inside were sharp needles of various sizes and models, as well as small torture tools such as fingerboards.

He bent his lips and looked at Rong Jinxi, who had been torn apart into a large font and tied to the shelf.

One of this man's legs was useless, mainly in his knees, and his feet were weak, and he barely pointed at them, which was a bit ridiculous.

Zhou Yun curled his lips: "Your surname is Rong, and our surname is Zhou." ”

He drew a golden needle, and the night was already dark. He looked at the tip of the needle at the candle flame, sharp enough that it seemed to be flashing, and it must have hurt to pierce someone.

He replaced it with another needle that was a little thicker, and continued to watch and play.

Rong Jinxi's skin tightened: "Fourth Highness, oh no, Fourth Prince?

Zhou Yun raised his thin lips, "No need." ”

He held a whole bag of more than forty models in his hand, and walked towards Rong Jinxi with gold needles of different lengths.

Rong Jinxi's face was ugly, but he was still trying his best to keep a smile.

"Aren't you curious, why did I steal the beams and change the pillars back then, and why did I take Xiao Qing'er away?"

Zhou Yun ripped off his belt, and his clothes fell apart, becoming unclothed.

And Rong Jinxi can only feel his own situation from the pain coming from his body at the moment.

He thought to himself that he might have a blue nose and swollen face at this moment, and he must have been beaten after being unconscious.

Zhou Yun's snow-white hand was holding a needle, and he said with a faint expression: "This king is not interested in your things. ”

When the tip of the needle poked into the flesh, Rong Jinxi shivered in pain.

He boasts that he has a good cultivation, but at this moment he also has an urge to scold his mother.

"It seems that the fourth prince is a pervert. What kind of life is Xiao Qing'er, none of the paralyzed brothers are normal?"

Rong Jinxi complained.

Zhou Yun's face was a little cold.

They held Rong Jinxi's jaw suddenly: "...... Brother, brother?"

There was a dangerous aura, like a cheetah in the jungle that stood still.

"Young Master Rong, it seems that you still haven't cleared it up. Now I am a sword, and you are a fish. ”

"People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads. ”

"And yet you're trying to provoke me, trying to provoke me?"

Rong Jinxi bit the tip of his tongue and smiled, cold sweat running down his face.

"The fourth prince may have misunderstood something, how dare Rong?"

Zhou Yun took out a needle again: "How dare you?" According to the king's opinion, there are too many things that Rong Gongzi 'dares'. ”

Rong Jinxi twitched in pain, he claimed that he was not a good person, maybe his heart was already crooked.

But he didn't think that this Zhou Yun was even more ruthless, and Yun lightly punished him.