"Phew! Grandma killed you, the dog officer! Xuanqing snorted and didn't spit the saliva on Liu Rong's face, just because she felt that if her saliva was spit on Liu Rong's face, it would be too much for him to take advantage of, and it would also defile her saliva.

That kind of broken bones made Xuanqing convulse with a painful heartache.

"Okay, it's a hard mouth! Go on! Liu Rong was not angry, and took the wooden board from the torture rack and handed it to the jailer, who took it and slapped the wooden board full of dense iron nails on Xuanqing's body again and again.

The back and forth was repeatedly slapped, and the nails sank into her flesh, touched her bones, and were pulled out again and again, and then attacked in another place, and in some places were slapped several times in a row!

Xuanqing finally fainted in severe pain, there was no intact place on his body, the fiery red skirt seemed to be soaked in water, drenched, but there was bright red liquid dripping down the corners of the clothes, and the fiery red skirt was even more bewitching.

The moment before falling into a coma, Xuanqing thought, just let her die like this, she really can't stand the torture of this setback.

It's one thing to imagine, but it's another thing to experience it yourself. Even if she is so unconscious, you can torture her as much as you want. At least I didn't feel any pain when I was unconscious, and I didn't have to witness myself being abused so bloodily.

But how can there be such a good thing in the world that can make you do whatever you want, and how could Liu Rong let her go lightly and let her die so lightly? What he wants is for her to live, to die! He's going to make her worse than dead!

A bucket of cold sewage was splashed on Xuanqing's body, and Xuanqing was stimulated by the ice water to wake up, and his whole body was screaming frantically in pain.

At this moment, Xuanqing couldn't feel anything except pain, and her body was full of holes, which made her almost crazy.

……

"What? Still won't admit it? Liu Rong walked to the brazier, picked up the crackling soldering iron inside, looked at it in front of him, and asked Xuanqing casually.

Xuanqing just raised her eyes and glanced at him slightly, without any answer, anyway, she would not admit it to death, it was useless to torture her to death, she would not do anything to put Ouyang Luochen in danger.

Rather than wasting your strength answering him, it is better to save your energy for the next round of torture.

Liu Rong saw that Xuanqing didn't react, so he burned the soldering iron in the fire again before taking it out again, holding the red-burning soldering iron with his own hands, and walked towards Xuanqing step by step.

Standing in front of Xuanqing, he smiled hideously, didn't say a word, and imprinted the soldering iron on Xuanqing's chest as if in slow motion, and in an instant, the pain was so painful that Xuanqing's lips were bitten, and he couldn't bear to let out a low scream, but he quickly closed his voice.

She bit her lower lip and fell into a coma again in a few seconds.

Liu Rong didn't stop there, he imprinted the soldering iron on Xuanqing's body for at least twenty seconds before letting go, and at the junction of the meat and the soldering iron, there was a "zing" sound, and there was a strong smell of burnt meat in the air.

And the flesh that was marked by the branding iron was already a blur of flesh and blood, and some parts were already black meat, which was a miserable phenomenon of being burned......

In a coma, Xuanqing was suddenly awakened by a heart-rending pain, followed by an unconscious roar that echoed throughout the dungeon, enough to frighten those who heard it.