The cell boss was puzzled: "Your Highness's meaning ......" "If he is a man, he should be fair and honest in the competition with others, and he should not be afraid to hide and hide." It's a pity that he will only use ruthless means behind his back to do some despicable things. Wei Fude pouted and sighed: "He's not a man, but if I put him in a woman's line."

Liery, again, feels that he has defiled us women. Cell boss, do you have any torture instruments for animals? If so, bring them all. ”

Can the beasts still use torture instruments?

The cell boss obediently took off his fingers: "Princess, let's use this, this is a bit interesting." It was very simple to put his ten fingers into the hole and let the two of them pull hard from the side. Ten fingers are connected to the heart, and fingers can make people feel pain worse than death. ”

"Life is better than death...... Wei Fude smiled very satisfied. Immediately, the fingers were handed over to the two guards, and in Nangong Mo's slightly flustered eyes, the two guards brutally pulled out his ten fingers and inserted them into the holes of the fingers. After Fang was fixed, Nangong Mo felt that the skin and flesh on his hand were stuck, and before he could get used to it, Wei Fude waved it gently

With a wave of their hands, the two guards pulled hard to both sides, and suddenly, a piercing pain came from their fingers, and they only felt that their ten fingers were about to be cut off.

Rao is an iron-blooded man in Nangong Mo, he didn't survive the second time, and fainted with a scream.

The guard tugged twice, and his face was as painful as white paper, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down, and his hair was wet in an instant.

Seeing him faint, Wei Fude didn't have any sympathy, and sneered: "Useless waste, wake him up!" The head of the cell took cold water, poured a basin of water on his head, and Nangong Mo trembled and woke up again. When he opened his eyes, his fingers had been taken from his hands, his hands were bloodstained and swollen, but the ten fingers were no longer his own, and the pain was so painful that he moved slightly

It hurt so much that I almost passed out.

At this moment, he seemed to have lost half his life, and there was a bit of fear in his eyes when he looked at Wei Fude. Wei Fude asked the cell boss to take another torture instrument over, and before Wei Fude could ask, the cell boss had already explained cleverly: "Princess, this is called hating the sky, and it is the most famous torture in our prison." No matter what kind of iron mouth and steel teeth it is, as long as he is on this hatred of the sky, he has to beg us to recruit

For all, it is the most powerful. ”

"How to use it?" Wei Fude was very interested. The cell boss smiled and said, "Princess, these are two polished candlesticks, with sharp tips, which are used to penetrate from the bottom of the foot to the calf. After passing through the flesh, it lay flat on the ground. Princess, don't look at this small base, it's all made of bronze, it's heavy, and it takes two people to lift it. This shelf can be raised or lowered according to the height of the prisoner, and the prisoner can be hung on it, and the hands can reach the railing, and the height is the most perfect to lift the prisoner up, and the highest cannot exceed the tip of the candlestick. The prisoner must hold on to this, so that his feet can step on a little less flesh and bones.

If you can't hold it, it will be a pain in the bones. It hurts and rushes up, can't hold it and falls down, wishing that he could climb to the sky, so he got the name of hating the sky. After this, the prisoner couldn't stay up all night and said everything. ”

Every time he said a word, Nangong Mo's body trembled, and when he finished speaking, he already knew the cruelty of this punishment in his heart, the tip of his tongue trembled slightly, and his teeth collided and made a gurgling sound, and he couldn't say a word.

"Will it be dead?" Wei Fude's eyes were bright.

The cell boss smiled awkwardly: "Well, there are not a thousand but eight hundred prisoners who died in this hatred of the sky, and the princess still has to be cautious." ”

Wei Fude impatiently listened to what the cell boss said, so he smiled and clapped his hands: "I said don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Left and right, come, serve the son of Nangong. ”

She stared at Nangong Mo's miserable appearance, thinking that this person could save his life if he committed a great crime, Nangong Yue was kind-hearted but lost his life, and couldn't help but deliberately bite the word Gongzi heavily, and hated it more and more. Immediately, one of the guards held down Nangong Mo, and the other, under the guidance of the cell leader, pierced the candlestick from the bottom of the foot board into Nangong Mo's calf. Compared with finger rolling, this is another kind of severe pain, Nangong Mo's whole body trembled like chaff, and his crotch was all wet, and it was so painful that he was incontinent. But he couldn't

Immediately he fainted, and when he opened his mouth to have a big foot, he opened his mouth, and when he opened his mouth, the cell head stuffed a wooden bar in his mouth to prevent him from biting off his tongue in excruciating pain.

Finally, both feet were inserted into the candlestick, where is Nangong Mo still in human form?

His hair was disheveled, and he couldn't even plead with a whimper.

What's even more terrifying is that the candlestick was placed on the ground, and the guards set him up, and the gravity of his whole body was added to his legs, and the sharp needle that pierced into his calf pierced a few points deeper, until the pain made him almost fall to the ground.

But the guards didn't let him fall, and helped him to hang on the railing. The height was raised little by little, but Nangong Mo screamed more and more miserable.

The cell boss took a look at it, and suddenly asked Wei Fude in a general understanding: "Princess, Nangong Mo just used his fingers to torture, this hand is useless, I'm afraid I can't hold the railing." You see, he can't hang up, and the candlestick is going to pierce the middle of the calf. Wei Fude glanced at it, but did not remove the hatred of Tiangao, only sneered: "If you can't hold it, find a way to hold it, these hands are wasted, do you still want to scrap these legs? Don't worry, don't worry, you underestimate Nangong Gongzi, there is a way to hold it in his head, after all, he even assassinated Pingning Hou."

He did something so difficult. ”

"Princess, spare your life, spare your life......" Nangong Mo was so painful that he was delirious, and slowly lost all his backbone, just wanting to make the sharp pain in his feet and hands a little less, and began to beg for mercy in a daze.

"Just hung up, and before you survived half an hour you started begging for mercy?" Wei Fude didn't follow. The cell boss saw that Nangong Mo's remaining half of his life was about to be tossed away, for fear that he would really kill him, and he couldn't explain it, so he could only reconcile it: "Princess, this torture prisoner must have something to confess." What do you want to ask, this is a good time to keep him willing to say anything.

Wei Fude didn't know what to think of when he heard this, his face was in a trance for a moment, and he said for a while: "It turns out that if you torture a person, you have to cooperate to make him confess." What do you want to say? Her eyes were cold, and her hands were secretly clenched into fists in her sleeves: "Just tell me how dark you are."

Hurt Nangong Yue!"

It just so happens that she needs to know every detail of this conspiracy in order to avenge Nangong Yue!

Nangong Mo waited for her to think for a long time, the candlestick pierced another inch, and the pain was worse than death, no matter what she wanted to ask, she nodded again and again: "I move, I move!" The guards on the left and right let him down and removed the candlestick from his leg, the tingling sensation was slightly withdrawn, Nangong Mo's brain was blank, and he fainted again. Wei Fude couldn't wait to hear the truth, and ordered cold water to continue to be splashed, and after waking Nangong Mo up, he was still arrogant when he came in

A person is already dying.

"Say it. Wei Fude saw him open his eyes, and couldn't wait to ask: "1510 said, how did you start?" Nangong Yue's voice was hoarse, he calmed down, and said everything: "I want to get the military power of the Northwest for a long time, my mother was a concubine, and she wanted to be the wife of the Marquis of Pingning, and the Marquis also promised her, and when she gave birth to me, let her be the wife." But the Hou Ye later broke the contract and raised his mother as a flat wife, but because his wife was unhappy, he demoted his mother to a concubine. The mother was depressed and died of illness not long after. And what about Madame, she has three sons under her knees, and the Hou Ye has already decided to let Nangong Yue be the son of the Pingning Marquis Mansion, he can't be a few years older than me, my encounter with him,

But it's a world of difference...... "Because Nangong Yue is the prince, he is the concubine of the Pingning Marquis Mansion, and he has been qualified to enter the palace since he was a child, and he goes in and out with the princes. His talent is smart, no worse than Nangong, just because he is a concubine, he can only study in an ordinary school, and even outsiders are even Pingning Hou Fuzheng

The second son of the Eight Classics is that few people know about him.

Later, Nangong Yue was brought to the Northwest Army by the Marquis of Pingning for training, and after the Marquis of Pingning went, he naturally inherited the title and became the commander of the Northwest Army.

And he, nothing!

Even if he read a lot of books and was familiar with all the strategies for arranging troops, he still didn't get anything.

He was indignant in his heart, and he wanted to change his circumstances and never be so obscure again. He even thought about letting his mother's grievances be recovered from his wife and the other brothers of the Nangong family. One day in the market, he met Wei Mingyu, the king of Zhao. The two hit it off, and Wei Mingyu promised him that he could help him get what he wanted, just a little, and he would serve Wei Mingyu in the future. The heart to get the position of power is better than everything, and he obeys everything, so far, in the king of Zhao

With the help of , he silently began to plan his own plan. King Zhao trusted him very much, and handed over some of the dead soldiers to him to raise and train them to be the person he wanted.

Day by day, the power of these dead soldiers matured, and he began to plan to get rid of Nangong Yue. It's a pity that King Zhao didn't wait for this day, and he became a death row prisoner in the prison because of various crimes.

Seeing that the plan was about to come to naught, King Qi found him at this time.

Only then did he find out that the dead soldiers raised by the King of Qi were stronger than the King of Zhao, and the King of Qi promised him more than the King of Zhao. The dead soldiers they raised first went to survey the terrain and selected four places as ambush points, with the intention of wanting Nangong Yue to die. These dead soldiers had no marks on their bodies, and they left a will before they set out, which was a determination to die. The first point was outside Dongling City, but Nangong Yue was too cautious, so these dead soldiers did not start; Pingyang Pass was the second point, and Nangong Yue even asked Mei Yanshan to get out of the car at this time to pay respects and take the initiative to send her to death......