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The entourage still wanted to continue to break the bones on Mo Yue's arm, but Su Nu spoke: "Beat honey directly in your knee, keep your arm, and come back tomorrow." ”

"Yes." The attendant threw down the small hammer in his hand and replaced it with a bone-piercing nail, a sharp nail that was driven into the joint, and then poured with fragrant honey.

Mo Yue acted as if she was dead, letting them move.

The pain is bearable, but what about the itching in the cracks of the bones?

After pouring honey, the attendant pulled the pipa hook on Mo Yue's shoulder and hung Mo Yue in the air, leaving only his feet to drag on the ground.

"Enjoy this night, and I'll see you tomorrow." Su Nu seems to be caring about a close person, after saying it gently, she left to rest contentedly, she didn't really want to watch what was going on, it was an unappetizing picture, dense things piled up on people to eat, too much to see, will not be able to eat, unable to sleep.

Styro followed, and as he went out, he paused, did not look back, and closed the heavy door.

In the dark, Mo Yue was the only one left, and in the dark, the dense ants smelled the honey and swarmed to drill into the cracks of Mo Yue's bones.

The two legs are just like two paralyzed noodles, uncontrollable, unable to move, and the arms can move, but the pipa bones are hung through and cannot be driven away, so they can only be eaten and bitten by ants.

Mo Yue didn't know how she spent this night, she only knew that she was up and down in hell, and after the pain of frying and steaming, she ushered in a new day.

Under Mo Yue's two legs, there was no continuous upwelling of ants, but as if they couldn't see the light, they all suddenly disappeared without a trace, but there were countless dead ant corpses, black and pressing,

There is sunlight seeping in through the cracks in the roof, there are cicadas chirping, there are birds chirping, and the years are quiet.

When the sun is three strokes, someone comes.

"It says, drag it out and wash your face." The lead man didn't talk much, but he was concise and to the point.

Everyone listened to the order, almost rudely, and rescued Mo Yue from the iron chain, and even the iron hook that penetrated the pipa bone retreated with all his might, bringing out a piece of charred and blood-soaked flesh.

The leading man's hand moved quickly, and he stopped the bleeding at Moyue's point in time.

Today's weather is extremely hot, the sun is scorching the earth like a fire, and there is no wind.

It was already noon, and the plain girl was sitting under a big tree, her eyes closed, and her mouth was chattering like a death spell.

A group of people dragged Mo Yue, who was covered in blood, over, and threw it in front of Su Nu and retreated.

Mo Yue fell down heavily, splashing a puff of dust, Mo Yue struggled to sit up, but tried several times, to no avail, so she simply gave up. The clothes on his body were whipped into strips, revealing no skin intact, and a pair of horrific bloody holes in his shoulders.

His hair was wet and he looked unusually embarrassed.

However, Mo Yue rolled slightly, her face turned over, her face was stunning, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her skin was better than snow.

There are many wounds on her body, but this face is intact, like a shell of jealousy.

"It's fairly clean." The plain girl opened her eyes and looked at the person in front of her, as if she was looking at the meat waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board, quite satisfied.

"What, afraid of staining your eyes?" Mo Yue endured the pain all over her body, as if lying on a comfortable couch and chatting with her, and asked lightly.

"I'm not afraid, I'm afraid that the ruthless water won't look good enough." The plain girl smiled, her curved eyebrows raised, and there was a taste of calculation.