"Hahaha......" The ruthless son looked at the concubine who was almost suffocated, and let go of his hand with satisfaction.

He confirmed that she had no skills and no memory.

That's great.

The ruthless son grabbed the concubine and dragged her into the vermilion gate.

"Butterfly Dance, you see, this is a canteen specially designed for you, and Ben Gongzi spent a lot of money to build it for you. Surprised? The heartless boy smiled.

The dining hall has a table of eight immortals and four high-backed chairs. What kind of big budget design is this? When the concubine's glasses moved to the four walls, her head buzzed, and she finally understood.

There are four murals on the walls.

The first picture is of a woman being caught by several people.

The second was a woman pressed against a chopping board and disemboweled.

The third is of a woman whose various internal organs are removed and put on a plate.

The fourth table of people gathered around the woman's mangled body, and their appetite was greatly increased.

The concubine suppressed a churning in her heart, and her lips sneered: "The ruthless son is really attentive."

"It seems that the butterfly girl likes this dining room? It's a pity that the girl can't use it. The sarcasm at the corner of the heartless son's mouth was heavier.

"Why?" Fei Wei has been thinking about what kind of hatred she has with the person in front of her?

But she couldn't remember. Or is he someone else's killer?

"The girl will stay in her living room in the future, and she won't have to come out." The heartless son dragged the concubine upside down to the second floor.

"Visit, this is the girl's living room." The Heartless Boy pushed open the crimson door.

The concubine was so shocked that she took a few steps back, and the ruthless son pushed hard, and the concubine fell into the door.

"Do you still like it here?" The Heartless Son slammed the door shut.

Where is the living room, it is clearly a torture room.

All kinds of punishment tools are lined up in the room. Whips, shackles, crossposts......

"I guess the butterfly girl must like it here...... Come! As soon as the ruthless son ordered, two men in strong suits suddenly appeared, cut the concubine's hands in rebellion, tied them to the big red pillar, and their hands and feet were also fixed to death.

The concubine couldn't make a sound, but the ruthless son could understand the lip shape.

"Kill you? There is no hurry. The Heartless Boy stretched out his middle finger and shook it at the edge of his lips.

"How good is it to be alive? You can enjoy all kinds of happiness in the world, beautiful scenery, delicious food, fine wine, beautiful people, and beautiful dreams...... Why can't you watch the butterfly dance? The heartless son danced one butterfly at a time, which once made the concubine feel that this man was the enemy of the butterfly dance?

The concubine said a few words against her lips: "I'm not a butterfly dance."

"Hahaha, do you have anything to do with butterfly dance? As long as you are. The loveless boy laughed hysterically.

He checked the rope that trapped the concubine, sat down satisfied, and poured a glass of wine. It seemed to be bored, and roared again: "Come on!"

A delicate beauty walked in with a twist. When the beauty saw the concubine, she smiled: "Childe, you said to find a beauty to show me, just her?"

The ruthless son stretched out his hand and grabbed the woman: "Hongyu, she used to be a beauty, but now she is sick."

Hongyu suddenly realized: "It's really scary for her to be like this." But the figure is still quite beautiful. ”

"Really?" The loveless son got up and approached the concubine to look at her body.

The concubine is vicious in her heart: If you dare to touch me, you will be killed if you are a ghost!

The ruthless son stared at the concubine's swollen and deformed face with a mocking look: "You have such a respectful face, this son really can't do it."

Hongyu came over and grabbed the shoulder of the ruthless son: "Childe, such an ugly woman, why didn't you kill her with one sword?"

"Killed with a knife? That's too boring. Ben Gongzi kept her and played slowly. The hatred in the eyes of the ruthless son was overwhelming.