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Wu Qing followed, took a bench, rested behind Mu Xiang, and glanced at Ying Kill. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ying Kill understood, picked up a bucket from the side, walked to Steward Qiu's side, and poured it down against his head.

"Ah, it's so cold, who splashed me? Who is it? Steward Qiu was stirred by the cold water and soon woke up. Probably not realizing that he was being tied, he rolled his eyes and looked around in confusion.

Ying Kill threw away the bucket and looked at him coldly, "I splashed you, this is the underground torture room of King Xiang's Mansion, sitting in front of you is Princess Xiang, do you understand the situation now?" ”

"Is that you?" Steward Qiu saw Mu Xiang in a blink of an eye, and when he moved again, he found that he was tied up, and thought about it carefully.

He didn't plan to leave the house this afternoon.

But Cao'er, the damn girl, actually found the prince's mansion.

In broad daylight, she was the daughter-in-law of a subordinate of the Xiangwang Mansion, and she came to the Prince's Mansion to find him, and was seen by others, what kind of system she became.

In desperation, he pulled the grass into a small alley.

Cao'er's body trembled badly, she was instructed by Steward Qiu today to go to the small courtyard to check whether the purse was placed. Because a few days have passed, there has not been a single movement in the Qingfeng Temple.

She was worried that the matter would be revealed and would be discovered by Mu Xiang. Steward Qiu was worried that the matter would be revealed, and he would not succeed, and if he did not succeed, he would not be able to explain to the prince.

So when she went to Qingfeng Courtyard to check, Cao'er was also willing, but she didn't expect that when she came out of Qingfeng Courtyard, she would bump into Mu Xiang, and at that moment, she felt that she was about to die.

Before the two of them could say a few words, their necks hurt, their eyes were dark, and they didn't see who made the shot, and the person fell down and lost consciousness.

When I opened my eyes again, there we were.

"Do you see clearly? Do you know where you are now? Do you want me to remind you again, this violent room has things that can make people speak, do you want to try them all? ”

Mu Xiang's voice was very soft, but the echo effect of the cell was very good, and her voice circled the wall several times, and then reached the ears of Steward Qiu, like a ghost, which was terrifying.

Steward Qiu's hands were tied and he couldn't move, so he moved his stiff body and leaned against the wall behind him to make himself feel more comfortable.

Then, he looked at Mu Xiang with a mocking expression, "Since you have been arrested, whether to say it or not, it is not a dead end, but the villain still admires the princess's methods, did you find out about us early in the morning and wait for me to take the bait?" ”

Mu Xiang gathered the clothes on her body, narrowed her eyes, and said in a dark voice, "It's not too early, it may be when the two of you cheat, it is estimated that you were too involved and didn't find yourself being watched, but to be honest, I have always hated you, and I wanted to kill you a long time ago, who told you to look so obscene." ”

A dry and strange smile was pulled on Steward Qiu's face, "Then you will kill, kill me with a sword now, if you can die in the hands of Princess Xiang, I will not live in vain." ”

"Want to die a happy death? There is such a cheap thing in the world, tell me, the true identity of the prince, is it Xuanyuan Ling? The person from Cangrun, did he meet the fake prince? Answer me these two questions well, and maybe I'll let you die a happy death, otherwise, I think you must like to know what life is better than death. ”

Steward Qiu raised his head and laughed, his laughter was sharp and piercing, "Is life better than death?" Then I want to try it, I don't know how ruthless the criminal law of the Xiangwang Mansion can be compared to the Prince's Mansion! ”

He is not afraid of death, anyway, it is a cheap life, and if it falls into the hands of the people of Xiangwangfu, can there still be a good one?

Of course, he is not an iron-clad man, and the reason why he refuses to say a word is mainly because of his anti-bones and almost perverted mentality.

Without Mu Xiang's signal, Wu Qing had already stepped forward, grabbed Steward Qiu's hair, and dragged him onto the torture bed.

In ancient times, the torture bed was similar to a thorn couch, covered with spikes, let alone lying on it, even if you touch it, you have to open the skin and flesh.

"Ahh Yes! "......Butler Qiu is slender, where can he resist such a torture instrument as a thorn couch."

Wu Qing raised his foot and stepped on his back fiercely, fixing him deadly, Yin Hong's blood oozed from under the thorny couch, "Since you know that it hurts, tell everything you know, say it early, suffer a little less, and carry it to death, it won't do you any good!" ”

Steward Qiu gasped, after the initial severe pain passed, he eased his strength, and then went down, his body was numb, and he lost consciousness, but it didn't hurt so much, "Just this little trick, you are also worthy of being the dog of Xiangwangfu?" Hmph, I heard that Princess Xiang has thousands of torture methods to treat enemies, why, can't you use them now? Just use these, do you want to tickle you? ”

Wu Qing's feet were exerted again, and the sound of wood piercing through the flesh could be clearly heard in the storm.

If it was not Steward Qiu who was being punished now, but a generous and virtuous hero, Mu Xiang might have let him go.

After all, not everyone can afford the punishment in this violent room.

But Steward Qiu is a psychopathic who has reached a certain level, and he refuses to tell the truth, not because of his loyalty, nor because he has backbone, he may simply not want Mu Xiang to succeed.

Mu Xiang waved his hand, letting Wu Qing dodge away, and smiled softly at him, "You want to try my methods?" Don't regret it, even if you can't be a human now, you may still be a ghost after death, but later, you're afraid that you won't even be able to be a ghost, and you'll only end up with a scattered soul! ”

"Phew, Ye is not frightened, if it falls into your hands, it will be a death, but don't think about knowing anything from my mouth," Steward Qiu spat out a mouthful of blood.

Wu Qing had loosened his feet before and stopped stepping on him.

But Steward Qiu already had a wound on his body, even if he didn't press him harder, the blood under his body still flowed non-stop, and in just a moment's effort, the bed was already stained with blood.

"Wu Qing, go and bring my latest development, it just so happens that no one has tried it, so it's just right for him to use," Mu Xiang said.

"Yes, my subordinates will go!" Wu Qing's figure flashed, and he walked out of the cell.

Ying Kill walked over, picked up Steward Qiu, and threw him into a corner of the violent room.

When Steward Qiu approached, he looked her up and down with an obscene expression, panting and laughing: "This girl is a good method, I admire it, but I don't know how the girl's kung fu is in bed?" Will you serve people? ”

The killing intent in Ying Kill's eyes suddenly appeared, but it was only a flash, and it quickly disappeared, and when he looked up to face Steward Qiu again, his expression was cold, and he didn't have half an emotion.

Mu Xiang had been observing the performance of Ying Killing, and naturally heard Steward Qiu's provocative words. deliberately provoked Ying Kill, and wanted to borrow Ying Kill's hand to let her kill herself, and she was a hundred.

In the world, how can there be such a good thing, he dreams of it!

Mu Xiangyin laughed, "It's not so easy to die, Mrs. Ben has a way to make you speak, if you don't believe it, let's wait and see!" ”

Wu Qing went fast and came quickly.

When I came back from outside, I was carrying a burden in my arms.

When Steward Qiu saw Wu Qing coming back with a big burden, after opening it, it turned out to be just bottles and cans, "Will Princess Xiang only use these things to extract confessions from prisoners?" If you don't, don't visit be humble and ask me for a few tricks, haha! ”

His laughter was sharp and strange, echoing through the chamber like a roaring beast in the night.

Mu Xiang ignored his ridicule, his expression was very calm, "Hang him up, his hands and legs are tightened, and the scene of his skin and flesh blooming, Mrs. Ben doesn't like it, let's play something elegant, as for what it is, you'll know later." ”

Wu Qing quickly hoisted Steward Qiu up and tied it into a large font.

The two hands are hung on the pillars next to the two of them, and the feet are not touching the ground, tied separately, but they are not too tight, and there is a little range of motion.

Ying Kill took out a vial from his baggage expressionlessly, walked up to Steward Qiu, opened the bottle, and poured the medicinal powder into his mouth.

"Ahem, what is this? What did you give me? Poison? ”

Without saying a word, Ying Kill threw away the bottle and walked back to Mu Xiang.

Mu Xiang smiled very kindly, "How can it be poison?" Poison is too expensive for you to deserve it, these are just hors d'oeuvres, wait, and you'll find out what it is later. ”

Steward Qiu has always known that Mu Xiang is a ruthless woman, from her treatment of Tang Hao, the queen, and those who were destroyed in the capital. can be seen how ruthless she is.

But Steward Qiu has a tendency to abuse himself, and he can be ruthless to himself, so the pain of flesh and skin is not something to fear for him.

In the past, in the prince's mansion, he also used cruel methods to treat the subordinates who were imprisoned, or any of the servant girls who offended him, all of them died under his destruction.

He is very familiar with the place in the violent room, and he knows the torture tools in the violent room well.

But Wu Qing got these things, he didn't know what to do, it was just rope and poison, did he have ulterior motives?

Just as he was thinking wildly, he suddenly felt a hint of itching, and slowly climbed up from the soles of his feet.

At first, I didn't think it was a big deal, but gradually, this itchy feeling from under the skin and flesh and connecting the muscles and bones became more and more intense.

Human nerves are instinctual.

His body was itchy, so he naturally wanted to scratch it, but his hands were tied and he couldn't scratch it.

Muxiang's light voice sounded, "Itchy? It's a pity you can't catch it, this is just the beginning, it hasn't arrived*, don't worry! ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Steward Qiu only felt that his body was like being gnawed by thousands of ants, and the itchy feeling made him miserable.

"It's so itchy! What the hell did you give me, it's so itchy......"

He writhed in pain, but his limbs were tied, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

After such a struggle, the itch on the body was not only not relieved, but became more and more itchy, itchy and bone-thirsty.

Let him want to reach out and grab it now, even if the skin and flesh are open and the flesh is flying, he will not hesitate to do it.

And Gu, the more he struggled, the more he twisted, the rope tied to his limbs was slowly shrinking, the rope was still very loose, but after he struggled violently, the rope actually tightened on its own, pulling his limbs, almost about to break, "Ah! My hands and feet, this ...... What the hell is this......"

"Didn't I tell you, this is the punishment I just researched, is it fun? I advise you, it's best not to twist anymore, otherwise the rope will be tighter and tighter, and the hands and feet will be alive and slowly, and the taste of being torn off by yourself will not be comfortable! Muxiang's tone was light and light, as if he was chatting with someone.

As the saying goes, a quick knife cuts through the mess, and the long pain is better than the short pain, and these two sentences fully prove one thing.

That is, it is a knife to cut, it is better to tear it slowly, and it hurts.

The process is more important than the result, and it is also stimulating.

The rope that Wu Qing tied just now was specially made, and the more he earned, the tighter he earned, and the quality of this rope was super good, so he didn't have to worry about the rope being disconnected halfway.

It can be said that even if Steward Qiu writhes and tears his hands and feet from his body, the rope will not break.

Mu Xiang didn't seem to have said enough, and continued: "Have you ever eaten shredded chicken? That's the approximate meaning, when you tear off your limbs, I will have someone give you medicine, stop the bleeding for you, and for a while, you won't be able to die, and then you will stay here, living in pain and suffering every day, how about it, the aftermath I arranged for you, it's not bad, right? ”

Steward Qiu was already dying, but he still couldn't die, the itching all over his body, coupled with the pain of his limbs being torn, made his face distorted, his eyes were round, and he looked at Mu Xiang's eyes, as if he saw the most vicious ghost in the world.

How ruthless is this woman, she wants him to tear off his limbs alive, and he is not allowed to die, so that he lives day and night in severe pain that life is worse than death.

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The estimation is wrong, and you will be able to see the death of Steward Qiu tonight, and guess whose hands he died in.