Si Jiu was forced by him to raise her head, very uncomfortable, she instinctively wanted to resist, and tried to lower her head.

This kind of resistance made Xue Chong displeased, and his gaze fell on Si Jiu's long black hair, which was thick and black, and specifically covered half of his face.

He had seen Si Jiu before, but because Si Jiu's sense of existence was very low, he only vaguely remembered that there was a very uncomfortable maid beside Lord Feng. At this time he looked at her closely, her strange hairstyle made him even more uncomfortable, and he suddenly wanted to ruffle her thick hair to see what the other half of her face looked like under her hair.

He did so.

Si Jiu resisted very much, she instinctively resisted and lowered her head hard, but Xue Chong still ruffled her hair.

At this moment, he immediately regretted his actions.

Half of his face under the long hair was covered with the marks of decay, and the mottled and cracked skin, layer upon layer, was more disgusting than the most foul-smelling filth. Her eyes were blue and black, with no eyelashes, and her purple eyelids drooped loosely, and there were no eyeballs in her sockets.

Xue Chong was so frightened that he jerked her long hair loose, and her long hair fell, covering half of her face again.

The jailers were equally horrified, and the moment someone saw her face, their heartbeat suddenly stopped, and they almost vomited.

Xue Chong turned around, his stomach was tumbling, he retched, and then looked at Si Jiu, as if he was looking at the most disgusting thing in the world, full of disgust.

"Monster!" He said.

Si Jiu looked at him coldly with only one big, hollow eye left.

Such a look made Xue Chong more and more disgusting, and he couldn't help but raise his hand and slapped her fiercely, scattering the momentum of this monster, and then shouted violently:

"Punishment! Bring all the torture tools and see if this monster moves or not! ”

……

If it weren't for today, Si Jiu wouldn't have known that there were so many punishments in the world, many of which were unspeakable.

Her blood clotting ability is slightly stronger than others, although she is also gushing blood, but when the other party is not paying attention, she can still fool the past and will not make the other party suspicious.

She didn't want to let outsiders doubt His Highness's physical condition because she was in charge.

All kinds of cruel torture instruments were used on her body one by one, and none of the flesh and skin on her body were intact.

For twelve hours, she uttered all the voices that had been accumulated in silence for more than twenty years.

Because Xue Chong thought her scream was ugly, he ordered someone to plug her mouth, her voice was really dumb at that time, and at the moment when her mouth was gagged, she thought that she finally didn't have to scream anymore.

The pain was numb by the end, and she gritted her teeth and refused to speak.

The continuous interrogation of twelve hours also exhausted Xue Chong's spirit, and he didn't say a word, from the initial annoyance to his anger now, his anger has burned out, and now he is only tired.

After Si Jiu passed out again, he waved his hand tiredly, signaling that Si Jiu would be imprisoned and tried again in a few hours.

The prison boss knew that he was tired, and the prison boss himself was also tired, and when he saw Xue Chong get up and leave, he beckoned someone to free Si Jiu from the torture rack and put him on death row.

The jailer freed Si Jiu and dragged her to the cell.

Si Jiu's body was very light, and the jailer dragged her effortlessly, opened the iron door of the cell, he dragged the fainted Si Jiu in, threw it on the straw, and turned around to lock the door and leave.

Suddenly, he only felt a chill coming from his back, and he was terrified, and before he had time to turn back, a slender and cold body came up and stuck to his back.

The jailer was wearing the soft armor worn during the war, the soft armor was not thin, he should not feel the cold, but at that moment, he really felt the coldness like a dead corpse, exuding a heavy smell of corruption.

His eyes widened in horror, and he lowered his eyes in fear, and then he saw a bloody hand with all his nails plucked out from behind. As if he had seen a terrifying female ghost emerge from the wall without warning, the scream stuck in his throat, and the bloody hand grabbed his neck, only to hear a crisp click, and his neck was twisted.

Si Jiu withdrew his hand and watched indifferently as the corpse fell on the straw pile, her long thick hair covering half of her face, her body scarred.

But she didn't care about the pain, she squatted down, quickly took off the soft armor from the jailer's body and replaced it with herself, gathered up her long hair and hid it in her helmet, she touched the jailer's key, walked out of the cell, closed the door, and walked out along the path she remembered when she came.

The cell is cold, there are no prisoners, Long Xiguo will not accept prisoners, they will kill all the captured Feng Yingren.

Passing through the long cell is the torture cell, and out of the torture cell, a long stone corridor leads to the stone staircase outside. This stone prison is used by Anbai Mansion to detain soldiers who have violated military law, and it is some distance away from the General's Mansion, which makes Si Jiu only feel happy when she comes, regardless of the arrow wound, and her trip is also good luck.

She used the key to open the door at the end of the cell and walked out, passing by the torture chamber, where two jailers were packing up the torture equipment.

She walked over with her head down, and one of the jailers turned around, saw her come in, and was about to speak, but immediately noticed that something was wrong, and her eyes widened and she wanted to shout, but Si Jiu had already floated behind him, opened his bloody lips, took out a blade as thin as a cicada's wing, and cut it on the jailer's throat.

It all happened in the blink of an eye.

Another jailer heard a "coo" sound behind him, turned his head suspiciously, and before he could react to what was going on, he only felt a flower in front of him, his throat was cut from behind, and blood sprayed all over the ground.

Si Jiu opened the iron door and walked out.

Outside is a long stone corridor, on which are hung torches, although there are torches, but because they are long and narrow, they are much darker than in the torture chamber, and even the faces of people cannot be seen clearly.

On the long stone corridor, on either side stood the soldiers who were guarding.

The soldier closest to Si Jiu saw the iron door open, looked over, the light was dark, he couldn't see the other party's face clearly, it was not strange for the jailer to go out, but an indescribable strangeness suddenly surged in his heart, maybe because the person's head was too low, he turned around and blocked her way, and said:

"You ......"

Only one word came out of his throat, and he was choked by a slender hand and wrung his throat.

The bloody slaughter suddenly took place in front of their eyes, and the soldiers were shocked, raised their spears and swarmed up.

Si Jiu was not afraid, even if she was seriously injured, she still mobilized all the remaining Xuan power, even if the stone corridor was narrow, she also had the ability to be like lightning, like the moon moving the shadow of a flower.

She wandered among the soldiers like a ghost, and people couldn't even see her figure clearly, only to feel that a flash of light passed in front of them very quickly, and her throat was cut, and blood splattered and flowed on the ground, forming a small river.

Even the soldiers who have been on the battlefield have never seen such bloody killing methods, all of them are seven-foot men, but because of such killings, they are full of liver and gall, and they are terrified.