"Jiang You, is it fun to throw it?"

Feng Ce's face suddenly approached, and a warm snort hit Jiang You's neck, causing goosebumps on his arm.

It took Jiang You a long time to react to what Feng Ce meant by what he said—he was asking about the fact that she had been ordered to throw him down from the upper floor at the Luoxun Inn that day.

Jiang You didn't speak.

scolded Feng Ce all over again in his heart, Feng Ce is really, and he will repay him.

She had run so long and so far, and he was willing to take the trouble to arrest her to vent his anger.

"Why don't you speak?"

Feng Ce frowned, and the hand holding the dagger was slightly forced, drawing a blood mark on Jiang You's face.

The stinging pain on his face made Jiang You shrink slightly, but he still didn't dare to say anything.

Feng Ce's methods, she also heard a little.

So she knew that this little injury was just an appetizer for the injuries that followed.

Feng Ce was not in a hurry, he gently took the cotton handkerchief and wiped the blood from the wound for Jiang You.

He sighed helplessly and said, "Take your time." ”

"There's always a chance for you to open your mouth today."

The man in black, who was ordered to get something, stepped forward, bent down and offered a strip of cloth with both hands, and looked respectful, "Childe, what you want." ”

"Look, here's the fun."

Feng Ce took the strip of black cloth, with a touch of playfulness at the corner of his mouth, and gently tied it to Jiang You, blocking the scene in front of her.

It wasn't until it was dark in front of him that Jiang You was a little panicked.

She didn't know what was waiting for her now.

Before she could adjust to the darkness, a sharp pain came from the tip of her right finger.

"Ahh

Ten fingers to heart!

This sudden sharp pain made Jiang You sweat coldly on his forehead and faint.

Feng Ce looked at it, still smiling lightly, as if he didn't notice that Jiang You was unconscious, and gently reached out to brush the hair stuck to her face behind her ears.

asked Jiang You softly: "How is it, are you still comfortable?" ”

The few black-clothed people behind Feng Ce watched all this, their hands holding those unknown torture instruments trembled a little, and their legs trembled a little.

They were newly transferred by Hua Xian, the ancestor, who was said to have been disgusted with the incompetence of his previous subordinates, and who personally skinned and cramped those people......

When they saw the pitiful countenance of their ancestors, and the weak body, they did not believe the rumors.

But I saw the scene in front of me.

They are a little worried about what lies ahead.

They can't live in the hands of such a person.

Feng Ce waved his hand again, and asked the man in black beside him to pour a bucket of cold water on Jiang You.

After seeing that Jiang You showed signs of waking up, Feng Ce pushed the salt-stained silver needle into his other finger fiercely, and the whole root was submerged.

The blood, dripping down the silver needle on the ground, ticked and ticked, rippling with blood-red, as bright as a poppy.

Sweat snaked down Jiang You's bloodless cheeks, wetting her clothes.

Feng Ce inserted several fingers in a row, Jiang You woke up, and Feng Ce slightly hooked the corners of his mouth.

That's it, appetizer.

"Little You'er, you must hold on, we still have a lot of things to play."

Feng Ce carelessly pinched the finger with a silver needle inserted and slowly took it off.

Jiang You wanted to kick Feng Ce away in pain, but he didn't have the strength on his body, so he only moved symbolically, and he couldn't pose any threat to Feng Ce.

Feng Ce took the second silver needle again.

When he stabbed it, he stabbed it hard, and when he took it, it was not easy to take it, so Feng Ce still ignored it.

"Why don't you behave."

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