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But Moyue ignored the murderous gaze of the plain girl, and went to bed in a chic manner, reclining, her hand was slightly forced, supporting her hair, and her jade white and green fingers echoed with the long black and silky hair into the most natural picture.

It's like a picture of a beautiful woman drunk and lying down.

It's just that the beauty's eyes are not drunk, but clear, and she said with bewitchment: "Don't try to challenge me, next time, this whip will be directly whipped on your face and bloom a beautiful flower." ”

The plain girl propped herself up and got up, gathered the torn clothes in front of her with both hands, and suddenly smiled brightly: "It's just the end of the strong crossbow, you think you can deceive me." ”

"You can try." Mo Yue responded coldly, she forcibly rushed out of the acupoint, she was indeed hit hard, and the whip just now did use all her strength, but it didn't mean that the other party would not fight back if she bullied her, it was a big deal, it was a jade burn.

Su Nu snorted coldly, picked up the whip and walked out of the door, the whip is really a good thing, it is not in vain that she stole it from her sister when she went down to earth, but now that the mortal body is in the flesh, how can a few whips solve the hatred in her heart, she has to go and prepare well.

I went to find a candlelight, in the dark room, the candlelight was shining with golden light, and if I looked closely, it looked like a spell?

Su Nu covered her mouth and left quietly, but she didn't expect that Candlelight was under a spell to bind the gods, no wonder he wanted to use the forbidden art to go down to earth and become a mortal, he could indeed be temporarily free from the spell of binding, but now he seems to have suffered a lot of backlash.

"Heaven is going to kill you." Su ** raised his eyebrows fiercely.

Candlelight itself still has some potential power, recently the plain girl has followed day by day, everyone is also familiar with it, her charm is invincible in the world, and soon the attendants will be packed up and obedient, listening to her to torture a woman caught by Candlelight, there is no objection, but on the contrary, all kinds of props are prepared.

Mo Yue was hit by the Heart Devouring Gu, which was everyone's opponent, Rao tried his best, but was finally taken into the dark prison, locked with an arm-thick chain, and his feet were not touching the ground, hanging in the air.

"Remember, don't hurt your face." The plain girl threw the whip to the attendant and admonished.

The whip was like having eyes, and the whip beckoned to all parts of Mo Yue's body.

When the whip was whipped on Mo Yue's body with huge strength, the first time, Mo Yue couldn't help but moan softly, and then gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound.

The sound of the long whip echoed in this dark prison, and Su Nu stood aside and looked at it coldly, and after dozens of strokes, she said, "Stop, change something fresh." ”

The attendant obediently stopped the whip and stepped aside.

Su Nu walked to the coals, and the coals made her face particularly beautiful, and she flipped the red-hot iron hook twice in the coals, and said, "I heard that if you use a red-hot iron hook to hook the pipa bone, it will not bleed, and the wound will heal faster." ”

Gentle red lips, but what came out was a cruel word.

Mo Yue pulled out a smile a little weakly and said: "Yes, I've also heard that that vicious person went to eighteen layers of hell, each layer is a more terrifying poison punishment than this, I don't know what it feels like?" ”

Su Nu picked up an iron hook, slowly approached Mo Yue, and said, "I can't taste the taste of the eighteenth layer of hell now, but I can see the pain of the red hook piercing the bones right away." ”

This hook and bone thing, not to mention the blood, is also a technical work, the force is too light, the hook can't be pierced, the force is too heavy or biased, the person will die, it's not fun, so it's the most appropriate to do it yourself.

The crimson iron hook was getting closer and closer, mixed with the already scorching air that had been baked by the charcoal fire, and it was coming.