Chapter 1872: Hatred

Is our game going to start now?" asked Jia Zhengjin after both sides agreed.

"No, I'll choose the game objective and I'll let you know. ”

"How long will it take?"

"One day at a time, a few days at most, no need to rush. Yue Lang said, "You can deal with Kangjun's affairs first, and then devote yourself to the gambling game, don't be distracted." ”

"Good!"

"Then I'll go look for a gambling candidate first, and I'll come back to you when the time comes. While speaking, Yue Lang disappeared directly in front of Jia Zhengjin.

Looking at the direction in which Yue Lang disappeared, Jia Zhengjin hesitated for a few seconds, then turned around to inform Nuwa and asked her to teleport him back.

On the other side, Zhao Ping, the Taishou of Kangjun, was escorted to the guillotine in the vegetable market by his rebellious subordinates, and kept thinking about it in the face of the three strangers sitting in the prison beheading.

For Zhao Ping, the three of Yuan Muhuan's master and servant are just the Yuan family's fish that slipped through the net, even if they knew that a daughter of the Yuan family had escaped, they had never seen what they looked like, let alone the two servants beside her.

The Yuan family is just a small rich businessman's family, and they don't have so much energy, let alone connect today's events with it.

In his heart, he guessed that the three people in front of him were enemy generals who knew witchcraft, but he didn't know which country they came from.

Zhao Ping didn't know Yuan Muhuan's master and servant, but Yuan Muhuan knew him.

After entering the city, he inquired as soon as possible, and secretly observed, knowing what the enemy looked like, and he also wanted to sacrifice his life to assassinate him.

Now that the enemy who killed her whole family was in front of her, her eyes were red, and she was going to order her beheading to avenge the destruction of the Yuan family.

Lu Zhan saw what the young lady meant, but immediately stopped her. Although he was full of hatred for Zhao Ping in his heart, and he wished to execute him immediately, he was quite calmer than Yuan Muhuan.

Stopped by the trusted Uncle Lu, Yuan Muhuan couldn't understand it, and asked with her eyes what it meant.

"Miss, we all want to kill the enemy and avenge the Yuan family!" Lu Zhan explained in a low voice, "If it's just us, we will kill and kill, and we can't let go of such a good opportunity." But the monk who taught us the spell wants us to do things for him to control Kangjun. Now that Zhao Ping has been captured and controlled the Kangjun generals with ghosts, we can do it at any time. Moreover, the result of a knife is too cheap for him, so it is better to think of a more resentful way. Of course, before that, you have to see if that monk, your master needs to use Zhao Ping......"

Yuan Muhuan was originally very excited, but after hearing this, she calmed down and felt that there was some truth. It's just that in the face of the enemy, the tragic death of his family came to his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became: "Uncle Lu, I can stop killing him now, but I can't bear this breath." ”

"It's the same with us. Yang Shen said on the side, "Miss, let's just give him a breath." ”

"Uncle Yang, what do you have in mind?" Yuan Muhuan immediately turned her head and asked.

Yang Shen's family was working in the Yuan Mansion, but as a result, they only escaped by themselves, and they had a deep hatred for Zhao Ping. His hatred for Zhao Ping is no less than that of Yuan Muhuan and Lu Zhan: "Let's take him to Taishou Mansion first, anyway, all the officials and generals are controlled by ghosts now, and no one will know what happened." When the time comes, take a whip and smear it with salt, and whip it hard, as long as you don't kill it!"

"But the master ......" Yuan Muhuan actually thinks this is good, at least to relieve hatred. Not to mention whipping, let her use a knife to slowly cut the flesh of the enemy. It's just that I'm worried about ruining the good things of the master.

"Miss, with that monk's strength, as long as you have one breath left, it's fine. Lu Zhan said softly.

"Yes!" Come to think of it, it was a powerful monk that even the Nether Envoy could kill. Yuan Muhuan was persuaded, and nodded immediately, "Take people to Taishou Mansion and don't be discovered." ”

Those ghosts knew that Yuan Muhuan and the three of them were with Jia Zhengjin and the gang that summoned them. Jia Zhengjin was not here, of course, he obeyed the orders of the three people, and quickly transferred Zhao Ping back to Taishou Mansion.

The discussion between the master and servant was very quiet, and the distance was so far that Zhao Ping couldn't hear it at all, and he was still thinking about what the other party was and how to get out of the current predicament.

When he returned to the Taishou Mansion, he saw that the rebellious subordinates were retreating left and right, but he still let the three people sit in the main seat and forced himself to kneel on the ground, so he raised his head and called "woo", hoping that the other party could remove the cloth that blocked his mouth.

The other party didn't pay attention to it at all, but asked someone to bring a whip and salt and put it directly beside Zhao Ping.

As a taishou, Zhao Ping certainly knew what it was for. In prison, when a confession is extorted, it is often served with a whip.

When the skin is opened, sprinkling salt can bring the prisoner back to life.

took out this, obviously not to talk to himself, he immediately became anxious, twisted his body desperately and shook his head, but his hands and feet were trapped tightly, and he couldn't break free at all. His mouth was gagged again, and he couldn't say a word.

Even if it's sent by an enemy country, you have to give it a chance, right? Why don't you surrender and don't kill me?

Zhao Ping was so frightened in his heart that he couldn't do it.

His loyalty to the Liang State is quite high, and he has no idea of surrendering at all. But if that's the case, there's no need to do that, right? What are you doing for that?

Just thinking about it, Lu Zhan reached out and picked up the whip and handed it to Yuan Muhuan: "Miss!"

"Thank you Uncle Lu!" Yuan Muhuan took the whip, her eyes staring at Zhao Ping, full of hatred.

Yang Shen slowly sprinkled the salt into the wooden basin, then poured it full of water, and moved the basin filled with salt water to Zhao Ping's side.

Ready, Yuan Muhuan carried the whip over, soaked it in salt water, and then suddenly threw it out.

"Bang", before Zhao Ping could react, a blood mark appeared on the left side of his face, the whip soaked in salt water was almost fatal, it hurt when it was pumped on the face, and the wound was stimulated by salt water, which felt unbearable.

is too guarded, because his mouth is blocked, he can't shout at all. I could only scream "whining", because of the pain, the muscles in my head were tense, and cold sweat broke out.

He didn't even know why he was whipped, and he wondered what country's enemies were so cruel.

Seeing Zhao Ping's painful appearance, Yuan Muhuan didn't understand her hatred at all, and the faces of her relatives kept appearing in her mind, the more she thought about it, the more she hated, she picked up the whip and beat it desperately, almost crazy.

The surrounding Kangjun civil and military officials were all controlled by ghosts and were indifferent to the scene.

Lu Zhan and Yang Shen couldn't wait to make their own moves, so naturally they wouldn't stop it, and even thought that when the young lady was tired, they would take over and continue.

Who would have thought that Zhao Ping would faint in pain after being beaten more than a dozen times, lying motionless like a corpse.

In this way, Lu Zhan directly took a basin of cold water and poured it down, and after splashing Zhao Ping awake, before he could react, Yuan Muhuan's whip was whipped up again.

Repeated several times like this, Zhao Ping was dying. Even the previous thought of never surrendering disappeared, I just hope that the other party can give him a chance to speak, as long as he does not continue to fight, he is willing to surrender directly.

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