Feng Zhiling was woken up by a basin of cold water.

She saw a middle-aged man with a face as big as a plate, standing in front of her with a two-foot-long thorn whip, and the slender silver-white metal reflection of the thorn whip stabbed her eyes unconsciously.

It was a closed, dark room, lit with many red candles, like a ghostly fire flickering in the netherworld.

And she was sitting on a stake in the center of the room, her hands and feet loosely locked with thick chains, and the slightest movement of her body made the room sound of metal rustling.

Am I, kidnapped?

"This time I'm a little older......" the man said.

Feng Zhiling's mind was racing rapidly, and her eyes looked through the white veil to see the current situation: the thick iron chains that locked her limbs were tied to a large wooden frame, connected to the ground, and next to the wooden frame was something similar to an armor rack, on which were all kinds of whips—soft, hard, long, short, metal, leather, hemp rope, thin, thick, pointed, feathered, tasseled, and soft-thorned...... On the four walls of the house, there are also all kinds of never-before-seen "weapons", which makes her creepy.

She remembered the death of her sister that Jinyun had described, and suddenly understood what was going on in her current situation.

What tied her up was a perverted device specially designed to abuse people, and this room must be the place where they committed the crime.

The man smiled lewdly, and stretched out his whip to pick her veil, and she tried to block it with her hands, but found that although the chains on her hands were loose, they were just enough for her to touch her body. She tugged hard at the chain, struggled to stand up with the whip around her neck, glared at the man and asked, "What do you want to do?"

The man said with a lazy expression, "Don't move, little thing, this thorn whip doesn't have eyes." ”

"I advise you, let me go quickly. Feng Zhiling said coldly.

"Yo, that's a big mouth. I'll tell you, I won't let you go, what can you do with me?" the man asked disdainfully.

"If you don't let me go, you're going to die a miserable death. Feng Zhiling's tone was tough.

The man probably didn't have much patience, so he stopped the thorn whip that was swimming on Feng Zhiling's face, and directly tore off Feng Zhiling's veil with his hand.

The moment he saw her hair and eyes, the man leaned back.

Feng Zhiling stared at him fiercely, her red eyes looking even more ghostly in the dim candlelight of the room.

The man scolded, "Fuck, what kind of monster are you?"

"I'm a monster you can't afford to mess with. Feng Zhiling gritted her teeth and said.

The man held his chin in one hand, looked her up and down, left and right, and smiled with a smile: "Okay, haha, very good, this time the sacrifice is quite chic." Although he is a little older, he is in good condition. This little face is really good-looking and tight. This small figure is really wonderful. The man said as he reached out to touch Feng Zhiling's face.

Feng Zhiling stared at him and roared, "You dare to touch me!"

The man was stunned for a moment, his hand stopped in mid-air, and then laughed and said, "Yo, you have a big temper." Don't worry, I'll let you know in a moment that not only do I dare to move you, but there will be a lot of tricks to move you. ”

After speaking, he rubbed Feng Zhiling's chin lightly with the back of his hand, and slowly moved down her neck.

Feng Zhiling had no way to avoid it, so she could only struggle desperately.

"You stop me......"

This time, no matter how much Feng Zhiling shouted and scolded, the man didn't pay attention to it, and his hands roamed up and down Feng Zhiling Zhou's body wantonly. Immediately, he peeled off layer by layer

opened Feng Zhiling's clothes.

"Brute, don't move anymore!Stop!" Feng Zhiling's eyes widened and she shouted uncontrollably.

When he peeled off to the last underwear, he stopped, took the thorn whip and stabbed it hard at Feng Zhiling's right shoulder socket.

"Uh......" The pain hit, Feng Zhiling snorted coldly, and blood spilled from the tip of the thorn whip, staining her middle clothes red.

"Keep yelling......," the man said with more force, enjoying the pleasure of the abuse.

"You brute!" Feng Zhiling scolded as he endured the pain of his skin and flesh being pierced.

"Well, it's good to scold," the man didn't care about Feng Zhiling's insults, he pulled out his thorn whip, and pierced a hole in the same position of Feng Zhiling's left shoulder socket, "Don't stop, keep shouting ......"

"Perverted!madman!let me go!" Feng Zhiling shouted.

The man pulled out his thorn whip vigorously and said, "Good." ”

He put away the thorn whip and put it on the wooden frame next to him, and said coldly, "I'll give you something good to taste." ”

Feng Zhiling took a few breaths, looked at the movements of his hands, there were several wooden handles on the wooden frame next to him, the man stared at Feng Zhiling, grinned, and pulled his hands down on one of the wooden handles, and the sound of gear friction immediately sounded in the room.

Feng Zhiling was stimulated by the sound to stand on end, and a terrible premonition crept up all over her body.

Then, her hands were forced to be slowly pulled to the left and right sides by the chains, her ankles were chained together, her whole body was slowly tensed upright, and she was lifted more than a foot above the ground, unfolded in front of the man like a display piece.

The man took out a long leather whip covered with dense soft thorns from the wooden frame, shook it in his hand, and suddenly showed a fierce light on his face, and whipped Feng Zhiling fiercely.

"Ah......h

When the man heard the scream, he became even more excited, waving his whip and pumping Feng Zhiling's body, laughing and laughing: "Yes, shout, shout, great, haha......"

Feng Zhiling was in pain all over her body, one after another, and she was about to become numb. She simply stopped screaming, gritted her teeth and endured the great pain, closed her eyes, and the tears in the corners of her eyes couldn't stop slipping.

"I told you to shout, did you hear that?" the man waved his leather whip, and when he saw Feng Zhiling holding on to no longer make a sound, he walked behind her and slapped her the back, "I told you to shout to me, shout!"

There was a burning stinging pain in her back, Feng Zhiling bit her lip tightly and held back, blood oozing from her lips.

The man was a little annoyed when he saw that she was silent, and he threw away the whip in his hand and took another tool from the side—a long, soft whip about two fingers thick wrapped in many tiny tassels of skin.

This soft whip was covered with fluffy small tassels of a finger long, each of which was extremely strong, and it was whipped heavily on Feng Zhiling's back, and when the whip fell, her clothes were immediately torn open with a bloody hole, leaving a large mark on the flesh as if it had been cut by a row of steel needles.

The dense pain kept coming, and the steel needles swept over her back, shoulders, waist, legs, every inch of her skin......

Feng Zhiling thought desperately, probably today, she would die here in humiliation like Sister Jinyun, right?

She said in a hoarse voice, "Brute...... Did you instruct the red-haired monster to rob the girl, and then find another one, the sky is long, and deceive the people of Xucheng...... Let everyone give girls as sacrifices...... It's all, you did it, right?"

The man stopped what he was doing, walked up to Feng Zhiling, put a leather whip on her chin, and said, "You're right, the red-haired demon was released by us. But what if you knew? Now you can only be played by me here

Get ......"

At this moment, the door creaked, and another man walked into the secret room. The man closed the door with ease and asked into the room, "Brother Feng, are you satisfied with today's sacrifice?"

"Brother Zhao, you're here. I'm on the rise. The man surnamed Feng turned around and responded, and then whipped Feng Zhiling hard with a thick tassel soft whip, and a long blood streak immediately appeared on the side of her left neck to her right abdomen, and the clothes on her chest were torn into strips.

He couldn't hide his excitement and said, "Brother Zhao, come and see, isn't this sacrifice very chic today?"

The newcomer surnamed Zhao took a closer look and saw a pair of red eyes that were staring at them angrily, like a breath of fire, he was first startled, and then laughed again, and said: "Sure enough, it's a stunner! This beauty is really rare in the world, not to mention this red hair and red eyes, it's really chic!"

"What does Brother Zhao think?" the man raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Brother Feng, this sacrifice belongs to you, and I naturally can't take away people's favor. It's just that if Brother Feng doesn't mind, he will finish enjoying the beginning

After the night, may you let me taste it?" said the new man, with a lewd face on his face.

"Haha, it's rare for Brother Zhao to have this kind of request, I am naturally an adult. ”

The man put down the whip, reached out and pinched Feng Zhiling's face and said, "It's indeed a beautiful little demon, yo, I'm really reluctant to hurt your delicate and smooth skin." ”

After the man finished speaking, he let go of her face, turned around and pulled off another handle, the sound of gears rumbled, Feng Zhiling was slowly put down and leaned back, becoming a flat lying position, the whole person was pulled and hung in the air by the iron chain, and the hands and feet were separated to both sides by the iron chain, forming a large font, like the execution scene of five horses divided into corpses.

"I'm in a good mood today, and I'm playing a little bit of trickle. The man said.

Feng Zhiling felt as if her whole body was about to be torn into several pieces, her limbs had been deactivated, as if they were about to be torn out of her limbs, the iron locks on her wrists and ankles had scratched through several layers of skin, grinding out bright red blood stains, the cold iron was embedded in the flesh, and the bones of the card hurt. Her head was unsupported, and she struggled to prop it back, her snow-white slender neck being forcibly stretched in a deadly arc, and it was difficult to even lift the strength to make a sound.

The man turned around and walked to the side to get a bowl of medicinal soup, and opened Feng Zhiling's mouth, wanting to give her the medicine in a hard can.

"You ...... Want to give me ...... What to drink......"

Feng Zhiling didn't obey, desperately turned her head to resist, and the new man surnamed Zhao saw this, so he kindly helped to fix her head, and said, "This little demon is really spicy......"

After forcing Feng Zhiling to pour three bowls of spicy medicinal soup, the man put down the bowl with satisfaction, and the man surnamed Zhao also let go of his hand. Feng Zhiling had been struggling for a long time at the moment, and she was exhausted, and it was difficult for her voice to make a sound.

And the man surnamed Feng didn't mean to stop, he took down a red candle from the candlestick on the table next to him, tore open Feng Zhiling's thin middle coat, and then dropped the wax oil drop by drop on Feng Zhiling's nakedness

Exposed skin, dripping on those shocking whip marks...... Neck, chest, abdomen, thighs...... No one was spared.

The hot wax oil stimulated the fleshy wound, and the pain made Feng Zhiling tremble, and she felt that her body was trembling unobeyed, and this reaction greatly stimulated the man's desire to continue to ravage. Her wounds were numb from pain, and she no longer had the strength to struggle even the slightest, so she could only let the man abuse and play with her all over her body.

"Senior brother......" Feng Zhiling closed her eyes and thought silently, "I'm sorry, I may, I'm going to die here today......"

"You, you will definitely not die well! I won't let you go if I am a ghost......" Feng Zhiling used up the last of her strength, and she was already angry.

Under the torture of the burning pain, the decoction also began to work, Feng Zhiling noticed that an inexplicable evil fire began to ignite in her body, her whole body began to soften, the roots of her ears began to burn, her heart also beat faster, all the movements and sounds around her were amplified more clearly, and she seemed to be able to hear the sound of her blood flowing rapidly in her body.

Her brain became more and more confused, everything in front of her became blurry, and she couldn't help but make strange noises in her throat, the two men in front of her, one laughing next to her, and the other was about to peel off her last piece of clothing and bully her......

At this moment, a true qi swept by, and the two men fell to the ground suddenly.

Feng Zhiling struggled to half-raise her head, wanting to see who had come in.

She tilted her head and saw a white figure approaching her, the face slowly moving from blurry to clear......