Bright red blood trickled down the walls onto the marble floor, condensing brown and seeping into the ground.

A dark, damp, musty smell that spreads through the air, and a faint sweet smell of blood.

Kitado Yaori's hands were tightly bound by iron chains embedded in the wall on the left and right.

Beitang Bright Sun's body was already red with blood, and it was full of scars!

The countless small and sharp blades on the whip's body, and the sharp pain that cut through the heart of the body with small pieces of flesh and skin, seemed to have made Beitang Yaori too accustomed to it.

The torn clothes tore open long gaps, and the Dechajia tattooed dragon king in his body loomed.

If you move your body slightly, it will be a pain all over your body!

Beitang Yaori fiercely suppressed the countless small but sharp flesh-tearing pains in the depths of his throat. With a pale face, the blood oozing from his forehead wet his cheeks, still handsome and arrogant!

The bloodthirsty eyes of the black dazzling stone were lubricated by the blood, and became more fierce and forbearing, like a beast that exuded a very dangerous aura all over its body, enduring before the silence that broke out.

Hung from the marble wall with heavy iron locks, Beitang Yaori just bowed his head silently, and his broken hair was wet with blood, covering his eyes.

What can be seen is only the beautiful thin lip flap under the wings of Yingting's nose that slightly hooks up a beautiful cold arc.

The grand wedding of India's beautiful ruby princess and the most outstanding and outstanding major general of the Air Force?

"Hum ......"

A cold and sharp snort came out between the wings of his nose, and Beitang Yaori's fist slowly clenched!

Ji Lu can never catch up with the changes, and the current appearance is also something that Beitang Yaori did not expect.

In the past few days, he has forcibly suppressed in his heart again and again the impulsive desire to use the power in his hands to fight back against everything, just for her, he can endure cruel torture that is several times more painful than now.

However, Vidia's actions made Beitang Yaori's heart hurt inexplicably, and he wanted to roar in a manic rage!

However, at this time, he was extremely quiet, so quiet that he could even hear his slow, deep breathing.

"Click-"

The sound of something falling clearly pulled back Beitang Yaori's thoughts.

Looking up, facing him outside the iron gate, was the crazy face he had missed for years.

"Shah Rukh ......"

Vidia was shocked by the picture in front of her, Beitang Yaori was almost covered in blood, and the scarlet and ruthless whip marks on her body were extremely dazzling!

She never thought about what kind of torture Beitang Yaori had endured in these few days!

Trying her best to restrain the tremors in her body, Vidia took a deep breath and picked up the delicate pastry box that had fallen to the floor.

"Open the door."

"But, Princess Vidia, this—"

"I'll let you open it!"

The princess's order, no one has the right to resist.

The beautiful sound is definitely a bright and beautiful scenery for this prison, and for a while, the other prisoners who heard the sound are lying on the door of the small iron window, and their eyes are focused on the prison of the bright sun in the north hall.

Vidia kept her face calm and calmly watched the private open the iron door.

"Take him to the interrogation room."

"Princess Vidia......

"Can't you understand me!"

"Ah...... Yes!"

It's not a place to talk.

The two privates untied Beitang Yaori from the iron chain and treated them rudely, only making Beitang Yaori show a slightly painful expression and not say a word.