The addition of twenty secret guards suddenly made the battle in the secret room of Dongbai Hall extremely fierce.

"Anyone who dares to break into the secret room will all die!" The secret guard commanded Xiang Ying to protect Gao Cheng, and with a wave of his blood-drenched palm, he was yin and fierce.

"Poof!" A short black dagger slashed through an afterimage, sinking into the chest of a kitchen slave.

"Poof!" Another short black dagger slashed through an afterimage and sank into the chest of another kitchen slave.

The kitchen slave is not really a chef, but a master, a top assassin and killer, and an elite of Gao Yang and Yuan Shanjian.

However, the black-clothed secret guard is like the devil of hell, flying like a ferocious black eagle, soaring like a bloodthirsty wolf, every move, every move and pause, confident and swift, completely beyond the fastest action of normal people.

If Duan Qifeng was present, it might be obvious that their force value was not very terrifying, but their skills were strange and lightning-fast, which made people unguardable.

The eight kitchen slaves couldn't even parry Gao Cheng's twenty secret guards for a few rounds, and soon they were stabbed into their bodies by the unpredictable dagger, snorting when the dagger was inserted, and blood splattered when the dagger was withdrawn.

Without exception.

"You, you, you, aren't you proud dead? Why, how is it so vulnerable......" Yuan Yuyi leaned against the corner, trembling all over, covering her eyes and screaming in fright.

Yes, the ten kitchen slaves are not only masters, but also dead soldiers.

Two kitchen slaves "escorted" Lan Jing into the kitchen, and the eight of them were all hit by daggers without exception, and the knife wounds were still increasing, and the blood was still soaring.

However, as Yuan Yuyi said, they are all dead soldiers.

Fortunately, because the Dark Guard's force value does not have a crushing advantage, it is not capable of ending the battle in an instant.

The eight kitchen slaves, without exception, were round and angry, without exception tightly hugged the murderous opponent, and without exception had no desire to escape.

Their fighting faith is to die, but never to back down.

His arms were like iron hoops, locking his neck, and he had iron teeth, and from time to time he looked at the right time and smacked fiercely.

The target is either the ear, or the nose and face, and from time to time there is also a piece of flesh spurting out of the mouth.

The pain of the enemy, the screams of the opponent, in exchange for a more ferocious assassination.

They were all begging for death, and they were destroyed by the explosion of blood.

The Dark Guards have been assassinating all their lives, and they were once extremely brutal, but this time, they were completely shocked, and even for the first time in their lives, they had a trace of fear.

"Why aren't you dead yet? Why not die yet? The eight secret guards who were hugged went from wielding a short dagger as fast as lightning to holding a knife trembling and not daring to pierce again, from confidence to fear, and involuntarily let out an exclamation, hoarse and exhausted.

"Hahaha, come on, one person, Hades won't accept us! There must be more than two people, and they must be pierced into the ...... at the same time," a kitchen slave screamed with blood from his mouth.

"Come on, give it to me!" Xiang Ying's eyes also changed, there was surprise, admiration, and a trace of uneasiness and fear that guessed the ending, but more of it was still ferocious, "End the battle quickly!" ”

Just as all the secret guards stabbed at the kitchen slave, the kitchen slave who was shouting again resolutely shouted: "What is a dead soldier? That's it! ”

"Boom, ......boom, boom, boom" A series of explosions sounded dullly, and the blood rain spread.

The sound is not loud, if you are not in the secret room, or listen to it with your eyes closed, it is like an agitated drum beat, very rhythmic.

The scope of the explosion is not large, and if you don't see the fighters who have been entangled before, you will definitely think that it is a burst of fireworks, dazzling and amazing.

However, the power is extremely shocking, and the destructive power is rarely concentrated and terrifying.

The secret guards who are close to each of the kitchen slaves, without exception, turn into blood-colored fireworks along with the kitchen slaves.

Bursting, diffuse, and scattered on the ground.

into a stream, flowing.

Those who were covered by the explosion were without exception without exception, and the three or four people who had not yet pounced or fled quickly were unscathed.

Sure enough, it was a tragedy of two escorts, eight kitchen slaves and sixteen secret guards, instantly turned into a rain of blood, and there was no trace of the soul, and there was nowhere to rely on.

"What is a dead man? That's it! For a long time, Yang Su's sigh brought everyone back to their senses from fear.

"I know that I am invincible, and I will destroy it by blood." An angry roar shook the entire Secret Room.

"Destroyed by the blood explosion?" Everyone was shocked, and when they looked, it was Gao Cheng who made this angry roar.

To explode to the blood is to destroy to death.

This is a martial art that can not see the light of day due to self-harm, and the color of the world has changed.

The most ordinary, but the most retreating, the most murderous skill that no one wants to cultivate.

When the scorching sun was in the sky, the cultivators' bloodlines were sudden, and they were in a state of existence.

Among them, 23 out of 10 did not die by releasing martial arts, but died suddenly due to the bursting of blood vessels, and the death was extremely terrifying.

As a result, it has almost become the patent of a very small number of dead soldiers to cultivate, because they eat the red dates of Changbai Snow Peak every day, and the blood is too strong, and the cultivators are also called red dates and blood warriors.

Red jujube blood warriors cultivate with their lives, and their salaries are extremely high, and ordinary people can't afford to hire them, let alone raise them. But Gao Cheng ignored one point, it was the emperor who poured everything he had and his own high-ranking brother who killed him.

"Fortunately, I finally survived." Xiang Ying was also frightened, when the kitchen slave frantically hugged the secret guard, he had faintly felt the extreme threat and danger, which was also the reason why he was desperately protecting Gao Cheng and did not step forward in person.

Although the Dark Guard is also an assassin, he does not have the courage to die like the Red Jujube Blood.

They, more of a strategy, and tact.

But in the face of the red jujube blood, there is no way to crack it, and the only way to do it is to die together.

"Well, the rest of your life after the catastrophe must be cherished." Gao Cheng waved his long sleeves, stared at Yuan Yuyi, gritted his teeth with hatred, and said slowly, "The so-called peach is reciprocated, and Li is reciprocated, today, let's start with this ungrateful slut!" In other words, what punishment should be given to those who are unfaithful to men? ”

"The unfaithful daughter of this dynasty, should be, should be ......" Pei Weizhi trembled, thinking about those punishments, he finally had a time to be afraid, "or ride a donkey, or lock the yin, or thunderbolt...... But, but that's all for mortals, like the king's wife, Princess Langya's identity, I'm afraid, I'm afraid it's inappropriate......"

These kinds of punishments, inherited from the Han and Wei dynasties, all exterminate human nature, and all of them let unfaithful women suffer all kinds of torture and humiliation to death.

The so-called donkey riding is to ride a female prisoner on a walking wooden donkey, and in the center of the donkey's back is a sharp wooden stick about a foot long; The so-called locking of the vagina is to repeatedly sew and lock the private parts of the offender with a long needle and thick thread; The so-called thunderbolt, when the mechanism is constantly shooting sharp weapons, the target is the prisoner's chest and hidden places.

Pei Yuzhi finally finished speaking, but Yuan Yuyi was already paralyzed to the ground in fright.

"What do you mean by something wrong?" But I heard Gao Cheng say angrily, "Those who are disloyal to this king, these punishments can't relieve me, and I hate one in a thousand!" ”

"Please ask the prince to command, and his subordinates will do it!" Cui Jishu, who had recovered a little, suppressed the excitement in his heart and hurriedly said, "Disloyalty punishment, my subordinates have personally tortured a few times, which will definitely satisfy the prince!" ”

"Okay, then, then give this unfaithful an iron comb!" Gao Cheng frowned, and said ruthlessly, "On the spot, immediately, immediately!" ”

"Iron, iron comb?" Yuan Yuyi's eyes widened in horror, her whole body trembled unconsciously, and she trembled like dancing in an instant, screaming miserably, "No, don't ......"

Unexpectedly, I fainted with fright.

"Really, really, Iron Comb?" Cui Jishu was also stunned.

This is a cruel punishment planned by Gao Cheng on a whim when he hugged Yuan Yuyi to watch other palace punishments not long ago, saying that he wanted Cui Jishu to find an opportunity to show him, but he didn't expect it to be so soon on his favorite princess Langya.

Could it be that this is the depth of love, and the depth of hate?

The so-called iron comb is no lighter than the existing punishments. It is like a folk scalding pig, boiling water is slowly poured on the whole body, and then the whole body is combed and scraped with a sharp iron comb until death.

It's creepy to think about, no wonder Yuan Yuyi fainted in fright.

Gao Cheng walked over, his heart was mixed, and after a long time, he still kicked Yuan Yuyi in disgust: "Those who betray this king, only the iron comb, can still solve a hatred!" In the next life, you will have to be the king's concubine! ”

"No, it's not over, it's not over!" Yuan Yuyi covered her ears, shook her head frantically, and suddenly roared with grief and indignation, "Lan Jing, Lan Jing, how could you be defeated so easily?" Lan Jing, come and save this princess, this princess depends on you for everything, and everything can be taken from you! ”

"Lan Jing? Didn't you watch him get taken down and disposed of? Tinghou Crescent Blade, he would have died a long time ago. Gao Cheng watched her go crazy pitifully, and left with his hands behind his back, "Cui Jishu, torture." ”

"This secret room?"

"This secret room!"

"In public?"

"In public!"

"Good!" Cui Jishu proudly looked at Yang Su, who was gradually recovering, as well as Chen Yuankang, Wang Fu and others who were healing, and had already imagined Yuan Yuyi's naked carcass in front of him, as well as the picture of his own torture, cruel and charming.

"Tinghou Crescent Blade, what I want is not my Lan Jing's life, but you, Gao Cheng Lao'er!" Cui Jishu was about to prepare the torture equipment, but he heard a faint roar coming from outside the door.

The sound was not loud, but it was as cold as ice, making the entire secret room cold for a few minutes, and the blood flow on the ground seemed to freeze instantly.

(End of chapter)