"Hmm!"

Another whip.

"Hmm!"

The woman snorted forbearingly.

The executioner was blindfolded and whipped hard.

Before entering the torture chamber, you can smell the disgusting smell of bloody rancidity, the soil under your feet has become fluffy and sticky from years of blood irrigation, and rats swagger through the cages, squeaking and searching for new corpses. The decaying corpses were covered with white maggots, which were their delicacy. The torture chamber is under the Nine Kings' Mansion, and it hollows out this land within a radius of dozens of kilometers, like a black mansion hidden in an unknown place, eerie and terrifying.

Only one prisoner is held in a cage, eating, drinking, and sleeping in this square place, and in the summer, all kinds of stenches become more and more obvious, and the smell of feces, urine and rotting corpses comes to the face. The torture chamber was full of sloppy and dirty men, and a woman had never been here, let alone such a beautiful woman.

When you get here, even if you are a celestial immortal, you will not get a little sympathy from the executioner. All kinds of torture detentions are densely placed on the wall of the execution room, as large as a thousand catties of stones, and one stone can crush an adult into a mass of flesh, and even the skull will be flattened and the brain will burst out. As small as a cow hair needle, the small needle can flow along the blood to all parts of the body, such as a hundred insects through the body, making people itch and die of pain.

And what Feng Xiyue is "enjoying" now is one of the thousand punishments, the traceless whip. It's a nice name, but it's extremely cruel to use. As its name suggests, the whip falls without any scars, but there are no scars on the surface, but the flesh under the skin is festering. There are countless tiny leeches growing on the Traceless Whip, like leeches that touch the flesh and drill into it, the deeper it moves, the deeper it penetrates, penetrates deep into the flesh and blood, sucks human blood, gnaws bones, although it is not fatal, but it is one of the best ways to torture people. Feng Xiyue's head was covered with a sackcloth, leaving only a pair of vicious eyes exposed, looking at the white-haired man fiercely.

She now has the beautiful appearance of Huang Yu, the tip of her small nose, her fair cheeks, and even a small tear mole are exactly the same as Huang Yu, only those eyes full of viciousness tell others that she is Feng Xiyue.

Knowing that she was not a phoenix, Feng Qiao still covered her face with a cloth to prevent the whip from hurting her beautiful face. It's not that he feels sorry for Feng Xiyue, but he feels sorry for Huang Yu, he can't bear to hurt every bit of Huang Yu, even if this face is just an imitation of Huang Yu, even if this is a fake face, he can't bear to hurt it.

Huang Yu is the treasure on the tip of his heart in this life. But I can't touch it again, I can't touch it.

But, how ridiculous, it was he who killed the woman he loved the most with his own hands, and it was he who killed his unborn little daughter. But it doesn't matter, he has already frozen Huang Yu's body and soul with an ice array, and the soul has a chance to combine next to the body, so that Huang Yu can be resurrected. When he ascends to that position, he can get the Spirit Gathering Lantern and re-summon the soul of the Phoenix Feather back to the body, and at that time, his Feather can be resurrected!

Feng Qiao sat on a carved sandalwood chair beside him, squinting his eyes and enjoying the visual feast. He was stronger than hers, and the Hitomi technique naturally didn't work for him. The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he glanced at her calmly, and then lowered his head and gently stroked the bright and beautiful plane flowers in his hands, as if he was caressing his lover's hair, so quiet and peaceful, and incompatible with everything here.

The voice of enduring the pain was gone, and Feng Xiyue fainted.

"Stop—"

The executioner received the master's order to put away the unmarked whip raised in the air and retreat aside. His eyes were still covered with sackcloth, and he couldn't see anything, and he didn't dare to take them off without the instructions of his master, so he stood by honestly. His tall stature blocked the candlelight in a corner of the execution chamber, and the room suddenly went dark.

"You go down first," Feng Qiao said to the executioner.

"Yes", the big man put the traceless whip in the iron box at hand, locked it, groped the wall and walked out, not forgetting to close the iron door of the execution chamber for his master.

There was a "click", the door closed, and the room suddenly fell silent, and the sound of screaming and enduring pain was really uncomfortable.

Feng Qiao plucked out his ears and carefully put the sycamore flower in his hand into his sleeve, he raised his arm to hold the button under the handle of the wooden chair, and the wooden box above Feng Xiyue's head opened, revealing a pitch-black bucket.

"Whoa, whoa!"

A bucket of warm water with pepper was poured down in an instant, and a drop was poured on the unconscious woman's head.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem", Feng Xiyue was woken up and coughed non-stop.

Feng Qiao pressed the button again, the black bucket was put away, the wooden box was closed, and the sound of pouring water came from the top of the execution chamber. After a while, the sound stopped.

Press the first button again.

"Whoa, whoa!"

"Ahem, ahem! Envelope...... Ahem, ahem, you mean! If you want to kill me, come directly, why bother with all this effort! ”

Feng Qiao hooked his lips, "Death is a relief for you, how can I let you be relieved so easily?" Those leeches will be more active when they come into warm water, they will burrow in your blood faster, and they will make you more miserable. Do you know? Blood is the best nourishment for leeches, they will be produced in your body from generation to generation, keep multiplying, guess, how many generations of leeches have been in your body now? Hahahahaha, you see, isn't this more fun than dying? ”

"Despicable! Vomit! Feng Xiyue's bloodshot eyes glared at Feng Qiao fiercely, hearing his words, she imagined the white maggots twisting and multiplying in her body, and she couldn't help retching.

"I can't bear this infamy in vain, I have to do something practical," he said, pressing the first button again.

After going back and forth like this a few times, Feng Xiyue's whole body was full of leeches, she kept writhing her limbs, her eyes were bloodshot, and she had no strength to speak again.

Feng Qiao got up and walked in front of Feng Xiyue. Tearing off the sackcloth from her head, he looked at her distorted face without changing his face. No matter how fierce her eyes were, it didn't affect him from saying his own words.

"Do you know what the flower language of the sycamore is?" Without waiting for her to answer, he continued to himself: "It is the beginning of love, the graceful heart, the messenger of love, and, sorrow and separation." The sycamore flower symbolizes loyal love, the legend is that the sycamore is male, the paulownia is female, the branches are straight, the roots are deep and the leaves are thick, and the sycamore is the same elder and old, the same life and death. The time of the sycamore flower is in the summer, compared with other flowers, the opening time is relatively late, it is a flower that has passed the test of waiting and time, so the flower language of the sycamore flower is the first bloom of love, just like me and Yu'er first saw so beautiful. The fragrance of the sycamore flower is light and tranquil, and does not follow the trend, so the sycamore flower represents loyalty and loyalty, just like the phoenix feather to me, but not me to her...... Heh, it's me who lost her", Feng Qiao laughed self-deprecatingly. He looked at this face that looked like a phoenix feather, and couldn't help but stroke it for a while. It was as if the woman he loved was right in front of him at the moment, quietly listening to him tell the words that had been pent up in his heart for a long time. "The phoenix is singing, in the high hill. The sycamore is born, and the sun rises in the sun. The phoenix feather is the phoenix soaring in the nine heavens, wearing a brilliant morning sun like me, but I don't cherish it."

"You didn't cherish her...... Hehehe...... If you didn't cherish her, when did you cherish me? You changed her face to me in order to take advantage of it. In order to make me imitate more like, you gave me fake pregnancy pills and made me happy in vain. Feng Qiao, you are a negative man! No woman you've ever been in contact with is going to end well! Feng Xiyue shouted at the man in front of her, her expression desolate and vicious.

"What are you?" , Feng Qiao pinched her chin, leaving a few red marks on her fair chin. "It's your honor that you can use the face of the phoenix feather, otherwise, you would have died a long time ago, and you can still talk to me here? And what you call cherishing you, are you worthy of a man's sincerity? A woman like you who only loves power, whoever is powerful you will immediately stick it up, and whoever loses power you will throw it away like garbage, and the woman who tends to be powerful will be inflammatory." His fingers strained as if they were about to crush her chin.

Feng Xiyue's brows furrowed, but she didn't say a word, her true face was pierced, and her eyes flickered left and right.

Feng Qiao snorted lightly, turned back to the sandalwood chair and sat down, and continued: "When I just got married, you begged the imperial grandmother and the queen to give you a marriage, don't think I don't know what you are doing, you married me, you have become the eyes and ears of the queen, and you are comfortable maneuvering between me and Feng Junwei, and you have also found another support for yourself, whether it is me or Feng Junwei, you will not be very depressed in the second half of your life." I don't blame you for this, but before you married me, you used people to provoke Huang Yu, and after you got married, it was even more rampant. As soon as you got a little favor, you didn't know how thick the sky was so high that I cut down the plane tree in the Sycamore Residence, and transplanted it to your yard, the Sycamore tree, you are also worthy? I turn a blind eye to the things you and Feng Junwei did, but don't think I don't know."

"Hahahahaha", Feng Xiyue suddenly burst out laughing, her laughter was sharp and piercing, and it looked extremely weird in the gloomy torture room.

Feng Qiao frowned and looked at this crazy woman, if she wasn't still useful to him, he really wanted to gouge out her tongue now and make her a human and never be able to live forever.

Feng Xiyue's tears flowed out, she looked at the forbearant man opposite, and sneered: "Feng Qiao, do you know what to do with me?" Now I am the Phoenix Feather, a sharp blade that is very useful to you, you can't kill me, you can only provide for it well, and protect my 'Phoenix Feather' skin. So, even if you get angry again, it won't leave a scar on my body, Feng Qiao, how does it feel to be coerced? Well? ”

"Oh, boring"

"Bored? Okay, then I'll tell you something to talk about, about Huang Yu", Feng Xiyue raised her eyebrows slightly, and her eyebrows flashed with fierce excitement.

For some reason, Feng Qiao didn't want to hear her continue, and his instinct told him that what she said next would make him even more uncomfortable. But his body sat in the chair very honestly, he wanted to know the truth about Huang Yu's exchange, he was here for this matter today, but when the facts were really in front of him, he was a little timid.