"Tell me, what did you do?" Bai Jun looked at Zhao Yuan with a smile, "If you say it, maybe the prince is in a good mood and will make you suffer less crimes." ”

Zhao Yuan closed his mouth tightly and didn't say a word. He knew that he would die even worse if he spoke out, and even if there was someone in his palace, that person might not be able to keep him.

"Don't you say? Do you want to try the punishment of the prison? ”

"Do you really think I don't know about that person in your palace? Will he be able to keep you? ”

"Dead duck with a hard mouth? If you don't see the coffin, you don't cry. ”

Bai Jun grinned, "There are ways to make you speak, come to someone, and be punished." ”

Hearing Bai Jun say that he would be punished, Zhao Yuan finally panicked, and he shouted: "You can't punish me!" Beware of the one who knows, watch your heads! ”

"Unless the person standing behind you is Your Majesty, Lao Tzu can still move you. Even if it is Your Majesty, moving you is equivalent to eliminating harm for the people, one less scourge! Do it! ”

Bai Jun gave an order, and the soldiers present directly put Zhao Yuan on the cross, and tied his neck and limbs tightly with ropes.

The red-hot iron was clamped, the soldier stripped off Zhao Yuan's clothes, and the hot iron was forced into Zhao Yuan's upper body at once, and with Bai Jun's word "burn", the iron was branded on Zhao Yuan's upper body, and his skin emitted a burst of smell, which was a burning smell that could be smelled from afar.

Zhao Yuan didn't hold back the pain, the teeth that were originally biting his lip couldn't bite, and he opened his mouth and let out a miserable scream.

"You still hurt when you say you. Why just don't you admit it? Bai Jun smiled: "Continue." Don't shut him up. ”

The soldiers branded the red-hot iron on Zhao Yuan's body again and again, and Zhao Yuan bit his mouth silently. He knew that no matter what he did, even if he said it, he would die, and if he didn't say it, it would be a dead end.

Bai Jun didn't seem to hear Zhao Yun's screams, he turned to a soldier and said, "Go, serve his son in the same way, and see if his son is as hard as his mouth." ”

The soldier walked out with a red-hot piece of iron, and when he heard Bai Jun's order, Zhao Yuan raised his head and looked at Bai Jun with scarlet eyes, "Bai Jun, if I, Zhao Yuan, don't die and go out, Lao Tzu will have to strip you of your clothes!" Double the payback! ”

"I'm so scared."

Bai Jun shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "Do you think Zhao Gao can keep you?" It's nothing more than having the same surname as him, and it's just a matter of kinship. Do you really think that with his current strength, he can go toe-to-toe with Childe? Have one's head in the clouds! ”

After Fusu lost Zhao Yuan and his son to Bai Jun, he completely forgot about Zhao Yuan and his son. He didn't have the time to pay attention to them, he had to be clear about what he wanted to do with each step.

One wrong step, one wrong step. It may even threaten your own life and lead to a catastrophe.

"Prince, there's news from the southern Xinjiang. The biological mother of the little boy has some eyebrows. Chu Xiao said in a low voice: "The information is on the way to be sent." ”

"How many people died?"

Fusu didn't ask where the information was at the first time, but asked how many people from Tingfeng Pavilion had died.

"According to the news from over there, the brothers who went, half of the dead and wounded"

Seeing Chu Xiao's suddenly gloomy eyes, Fusu knew that there was far more than half of this data.

"Tell me, how much? How many formal people, how many prepared people. ”

"The official members of the Listening Wind Pavilion are half dead and wounded, and the reserve members are two-thirds dead"