"No, it was your people who said it first, I just guessed ......" Shi Baojin opened her mouth, racking her brains to argue.

Mo Junyang directly gave a choice, "Say, or life is better than death." ”

Or rather, it's not an option at all.

Shi Baojin looked at Mo Junyang in horror and stammered in defense: "It's not me, I really didn't think about harming Shi Qingxue, you must be ......"

She still tried to struggle, but Mo Junyang didn't even have the last bit of patience, and said directly to the person next to her: "Find a few beggars and strip her clothes." ”

After giving the order, Mo Junyang rarely showed a smile and looked at Shi Baojin gently: "This is still the last game we didn't finish, you must be looking forward to it, right?" ”

The smile was like the summoning of a Rakshasa from Hell.

Shi Baojin was frightened, and it was not until a few beggars who were dirty and ugly that they were brought into prison that she came back to her senses, she screamed in fear, waved her arms desperately, and shouted nonsense: "Don't, go away, get out of here, get out of here!" ”

When the ugly-faced beggar saw Shi Baojin—even though she could barely see her face covered in blood, she was a woman—like a starving ghost staring at fat, she pounced, one of them first immobilized her limbs, and the other two quickly stepped forward to pick up her clothes.

Shi Baojin was really frightened to tears this time, struggling frantically, but she could only watch as the prison uniform on her body was peeled off little by little.

"No!"

When those beggars' dirty hands touched her skin, she almost collapsed, and shouted at Mo Junyang uncontrollably: "I said, I said, let me go, please......"

Mo Junyang suddenly threw four silver needles into the cell, and the four beggars stopped their movements in an instant.

Shi Baojin shrank back in fear, and after breaking away from the beggar's clutches, he tried to retrieve the prison uniform that had been thrown aside and put it on, but the guard who got the signal picked it up first.

"No, give it back to me, give me back the clothes!" Shi Baojin died of shame, but she could only hold on to the guard's trouser leg and beg bitterly.

The guard was holding his clothes in one hand, and wanted to withdraw his feet, but Shi Baojin couldn't move, so he had to look at Mo Junyang for help: He was really afraid that he would kick people to death with one kick!

Mo Junyang said indifferently: "Give her another piece of clothing, so as not to hurt her eyes." ”

Shi Baojin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the first half of the sentence, and for a moment she was still thinking that Mo Junyang had mercy on her after all, but the next sentence directly knocked her to hell, which was even more ashamed than before.

Yes, this prince loves her sixth sister and has never taken her seriously.

A rough men's coat fell from the sky, almost covering Shi Baojin from head to tail, and also blocking the cruelty that flashed in her eyes.

She exhaled heavily, raised her head again as if she had made up her mind, and looked at Mo Junyang pitifully and hopelessly, "I don't want to either, all this was forced to me by His Royal Highness." He said that if I didn't help him poison Shi Qingxue, he would kill me like he would burn the rest of the Zhao family. I was forced, I never wanted her to die......"

Shi Baojin's voice was poignant, and she was committed to portraying herself as a pathetic forced person.

But after she performed a series of words, she found that Mo Junyang's eyes were not on her at all, he was looking at the tattered prison clothes in the hands of the guards, and he didn't listen to her words at all.

It wasn't until the guard put down his prison clothes and shook his head at Mo Junyang that he looked at Shi Baojin again, his eyes indifferent and detached, "Finished?" ”

Shi Baojin: "......" If it weren't for the fact that her life was in the hands of others, she would have wanted to jump up and scold!

However, the reality is that she nodded obediently like a quail, and swore solemnly: "All this is the mastermind of the Third Highness!" ”

Mo Junyang hooked his thin lips, as if believing her words, and asked, "Why did he do this?" ”

"Actually, His Royal Highness doesn't really want Qingxue's life, he knows that you like Qingxue, so he wants to use Qingxue's life to blackmail you and let you help him do things." Shi Baojin's confidence has increased greatly, and the complaint has become more energetic.

The cause and effect are reasonable.

Mo Junyang's dark eyes seemed to be lit up all of a sudden, and then he asked: "So Mo Junyang has an antidote to chasing his life for a long time?" ”

Shi Baojin hurriedly nodded, "The poison was given by His Royal Highness, he should have an antidote." ”

"What about the rest of the poison?"

"No, no." Shi Baojin replied quickly, as if he was afraid of angering Mo Junyang, and quickly explained: "His Royal Highness gave me three poisonous needles, and I threw them all out at once, and Qingxue was pushed down by the maid, so she definitely didn't get all hit......"

She wanted to defend herself a few more words, but Mo Junyang's cold gaze told her that it was best not to be verbose at this time.

It happened that Wei Ziye hurriedly ran over and whispered a few words in Mo Junyang's ear.

Mo Junyang's eyes tightened, and he asked in a deep voice, "Are you sure?" ”

"It shouldn't be wrong, the subordinates who were tortured separately in advance will be right." Wei Ziye replied cautiously.

Mo Junyang turned to look at Shi Baojin and said indifferently: "Give you one last chance, what else do you have to say." ”

Shi Baojin paused hesitantly, but still insisted on his previous rhetoric, "Everything I said is the truth, if you ......"

Mo Junyang waved his hand, he didn't even bother to give Shi Baojin another handout, and said directly to Wei Ziye: "Find an executioner and pick her skin." ”

"What, what?"

The others, including Shi Baojin, were frightened and stopped moving for a while.

Wei Ziye wasn't quite sure what he heard, but Mo Junyang's indifferent expression obviously didn't give him a second chance to ask, so he had no choice but to respond, and then recruited a subordinate to do it quickly.

After a while, a middle-aged man with a fat face ran over quickly, holding a sharp razor in his hand, and asked Mo Junyang with a flattering smile: "I don't know whose skin the master wants to shave, what are the requirements?" ”

Mo Junyang seemed to be interested in 'shaving skin', but asked: "What else is there to pay attention to this human skin?" ”

The middle-aged fat man smiled proudly, and began to explain ostentatiously: "The attention here is great, the first shaved human skin must be intact, if it is missing, it is a failure; If the craftsmanship is high, the force of each knife is about the same, so as to ensure that the thickness of the whole human skin is uniform...... Also, the time for shaving is also exquisite, if the time is too long and the person bleeds to death, it will not be considered a success, and it must be ......"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and his cloudy eyes flashed with the crazy light of the wild beast when it saw its prey, which was terrifying, and his tone made the others stand on end when they heard it.

Shi Baojin in prison listened to the vivid description, as if he was on the scene, and he didn't slow down, and fainted directly.

"Tsk." Mo Junyang raised his hand to interrupt the fat man's nonsense and ordered, "Wake her up." ”

Shi Baojin was immediately drenched by two buckets of ice water from beginning to end, and after a while, he sat up suddenly.

At first, she was a little confused, but by the time her eyes swept to the executioner, the door of the nightmare had opened to her.

"No, don't!"

Shi Baojin was so frightened that the three souls lost their seven spirits, and they shrank back desperately, and at the same time struggled to the last time without giving up: "Mo Junyang, I told you everything, you can't kill me, you can't keep your promises, I really didn't lie to you!" ”

"Didn't lie to me? So you haven't met Qin Yanyan yet, have you? Mo Junyang curled his lips coldly, but he couldn't see the slightest smile on his face.

Shi Baojin glanced at Mo Junyang quickly, horror flashed in her eyes, but she was quickly suppressed by her, she suppressed her beating heart, and tried to pretend to be stupid in a calm voice, "I don't know what the prince said." ”

At this moment, she didn't believe that Mo Junyang would really cruelly pick people's skins, not to mention that Shi's family would never allow him to treat him like this, even ordinary people would dissuade him if they saw it. She wanted to deal with Mo Junyang as much as possible and try to win a chance to survive for herself, but she misestimated Mo Junyang's patience and cold-bloodedness, especially Shi Qingxue's matter, which could make a man become a god in seconds.

Mo Junyang directly ordered the middle-aged fat man, "Just let this son of the world see the very elaborate art you said!" ”

The fat man clenched the 'razor' in his hand, and with a bloodthirsty smile on his face, he walked towards the cell step by step.

Regarded by Shi Baojin as an ordinary guard who was compassionate and would never agree with Mo Junyang's atrocities, he suppressed her limbs and immobilized her in this Shura field before she could resist.

The light of the 'razor' was particularly dazzling in the dim dungeon, approaching Shi Baojin little by little. She was almost about to collapse, and screamed: "No, don't shave my skin, I said, it was Qin Yanyan who handed me the poison needle and asked me to wait for the opportunity to assassinate Shi Qingxue!" ”

Shi Baojin finally couldn't hold on and began to loosen his mouth.

The fat man's movements did not stop, he squatted beside Shi Baojin, uncovered the last layer of fig leaf on her body, the blade tentatively stroked on her, and said with a lewd smile: "Such a beautiful skin can make me hungry to death, don't be afraid, little beauty, I will definitely be accurate and fast, and I guarantee that you are extremely sour......"

"Qin Yanyan said that as long as I can kill Shi Qingxue and frame this matter to the Third Highness, you and the Third Highness will both lose and lose, and she will protect me from death after the matter is completed. This time I am telling the truth, please don't shave my skin, don't ......" Shi Baojin's last line of defense in her heart was finally completely broken, and she quickly explained everything, afraid that Mo Junyang would go crazy and really peel her skin.

The middle-aged fat man saw that his beautiful test object was so 'succumbing', with a regretful look on his face, and the movements in his hands also stopped, and he turned his head to look at Mo Junyang.

Mo Junyang turned the ring on the middle finger of his left hand, his face was still as indifferent and detached as before, and he didn't know whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied with Shi Baojin's answer this time, so he only asked coldly: "Does Qin Yanyan have an antidote?" ”

Shi Baojin didn't dare to be perfunctory anymore, "She didn't say this." ”

Mo Junyang looked at Shi Baojin fixedly for a while, knowing that it was impossible to extract anything else from this person's mouth, so he simply turned around and left.

The middle-aged fat man hurriedly stopped the person and asked with a wistful look: "Master, how should this one be handled?" ”

Give him the skin to keep peeling!

It must have been a wonderful errand!

Shi Baojin shrank down, writhed desperately again, and shouted at Mo Junyang: "You promised not to kill me as long as I told the truth, you can't talk and don't count!" ”

But such a crazy roar did not stop Mo Junyang's footsteps, leaving only a cold word.

"Spare her life first."

The middle-aged fat man showed a satisfied smile, which was in stark contrast to the despair and disgrace in Shi Baojin's eyes.