Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

In the cold damp dungeon, there was a sound of whipping, the sound of a long whip stained with water on the flesh.

In the dungeon, a dying young woman was hung in the air, her head bowed, her long sweat-soaked hair scattered and obscuring her face.

At this time, her thin body was covered with whip marks, and the whip was bloody, almost dyeing the white dress bright red.

At first glance, it's terrifying.

Syllable!

Another whiplash!

The sound of the long whip breaking through the air and the sound of pumping on the flesh echoed in the gloomy dungeon, but the hanging young woman did not snort, as if she had lost all consciousness.

"Oops!" Seeing this, a short eunuch was shocked, ran to the side of the whipping palace maid, and said hurriedly: "Aunt Ruolan, she won't be dead, right?" ”

"Impossible! This little slut has rough skin and thick meat, how can he die after a few whips? The palace maid who was called Ruolan didn't believe what she said, but after thinking about it, she still put away the whip and snorted over there: "You go and see!" ”

The little eunuch listened, reluctantly moved to the young woman who was hanging, and nervously probed his right index finger under her nose.

He thought that the woman was probably dead, so his nervous fingers were trembling.

But no one expected that just when his finger was just poking over, the ordinary person who had just died suddenly opened his mouth and bit the little eunuch's finger violently!

"Ahh In the dungeon, a sharp cry of pain suddenly sounded. The piercing timbre that pierces the eardrum is known as a eunuch as soon as you hear it.

The young woman, who had been hanging her head, suddenly raised her head slowly, and her long hair spread to both sides, revealing her delicate and pale face.

Looking at the frightened little eunuch in front of her, she smiled, and under the dim candlelight, her snow-white and neat shell teeth were particularly penetrating.

The finger she bit hard was already dripping with blood.

"Song An's good! You are crazy! ”

The little eunuch finally came to his senses and desperately pulled his finger out of her mouth, only to find that the first phalanx of his index finger had been bitten off in half.

The half of the phalanges hung crumblingly on the index finger, only a thin layer of skin was attached, which frightened the little eunuch to turn white and cry out in a sharp voice: "Aunt Ruolan! ”

Ruolan rushed over when she noticed that something was wrong, and when she saw this, she was furious, and her backhand was a whip, and she slammed it towards Song Anhao, who was hanging!

Who knows, the expected "swish" did not appear, and Song Anhao, who was originally dying, turned out to be biased, and he could have escaped the whip.

Ruolan saw that she dared to hide, and she was even more furious, how could she take care of the little eunuch, and scolded her with a whip: "Good little slut!" He was caught poisoning His Royal Highness, and now he dares to be so arrogant! See if I don't kill you today! ”

Seeing that the whip was about to be pulled off again, Song Anhao suddenly blinked his eyes and said weakly: "Auntie, Niangniang asked you to interrogate me so that I confessed, not to let you beat me to death." ”

"You even dare to poison Niangniang's own son, what if I just beat you to death!" Although Ruolan said that she was justified, but in the end Song Anhao hit the point, she took a deep breath and squinted at Song Anhao, "You say so, are you planning to confess?" ”

At this time, Song An was so weak that she could faint at any time, she tried to keep her eyes open and nodded at Ruolan.

"Count you as acquaintances! Say, "Who ordered you to poison it?" ”

"You invite Niangniang, I want to tell Niangniang in person."

"Song An's good! You don't have to make an inch! ”

Facing the angry Ruolan, Song Anhao only said lightly: "If you want to live well in this palace, there are some secrets that are best not to know." Aunt Ruolan is also an old man in the palace, how can she even forget this most basic. ”

The words made Ruolan's face white and blue, blue and purple.

In the end, Ruolan threw down the long whip, "I'm going to invite Niangniang, if you dare to play tricks on me again, I will definitely let Niangniang execute you!" ”

He gave her a hard look, and then turned out of the dungeon.

The little eunuch held his fingers and stayed in place.

Song Anhao suddenly smiled at him again.

This smile made the little eunuch jump up as if he had seen a ghost: "Aunt Ruolan, the slave will go with you!" ”

Gradually, there was a deathly silence in the dungeon.

After a long time, Song Anhao, who was hanging, took a breath, his bruised lips and petals closed, and he spit out a word that did not match this era: "SHIT!" ”

Who would have thought that in this hanging young body, there would be a wisp of modern soul before a stick of incense.

As a female elite in the workplace in the 21st century, Song Anhao inadvertently used her mobile phone to download a palace fight novel, because a little girl in the book had the same name as her, so she was bored to read it.

didn't expect that the fate of this little girl with the same name as her would be extremely miserable.

Song Anhao was a little depressed, read less than a third, and began to dislike the boring plot of the novel again, so he went directly to the end and watched the finale, and planned to delete the novel from his mobile phone.

Unexpectedly, just when she just walked out of the office building and took out her mobile phone to delete the novel, a runaway sports car suddenly crashed into her!

When Song Anhao woke up again, he was already hanging here covered in whip marks.

The tearing pain all over her body almost annihilated her, and when she couldn't bear it anymore, she finally broke out an international foul language.

"You come out for me! You make it clear to me! What the hell is going on! ”

The strange thing is that when he was relieved, Song Anhao actually said such a sentence to the air.

If there were still people at the scene, they would definitely think that this scene was very weird.

Song Anhao is the only one in the dungeon, who is she letting out? Wasn't he knocked unconscious and hallucinated?

No one knew that after Song Anhao finished saying this, there was a "ding" sound in her mind.

A cold metal voice sounded, "Hello Host Seven, may I ask what can be done for you?" ”

Song An replied weakly: "I want to go back." ”

"Sorry, we can't provide you with this service."

"And what can you do for me?"

"I'm sorry, but you have zero health right now, and you can't enjoy any services."

"......" Song Anhao gritted his teeth: "I have a sentence to sell my mother|......"

As if knowing what she was going to scold, the system hurriedly said: "Don't worry, as long as you can reach a certain amount of health, you can enjoy the corresponding service, and you will definitely feel worth the money at that time." ”

"Okay, then I'll make another request, can you get me out now? If I don't go out again, I'll bleed to death! Song Anhao was half angry at this irresponsible broken system: "If I die, you will disappear with you!" ”

The system was very straightforward: "No. If you die, I'll have an eighth host. ”

Song An heard this, a mouthful of blood gushed up, and almost spurted out: "You mean, you have already killed six?" ”

The system corrected righteously: "No, it's because their adaptability is too poor, and their health is deducted to a negative number, and they will be wiped out by the system in the end." ”

Obliterate?

This word is simply more terrifying than the whipping just now!

Song Anhao suddenly felt dizzy and almost fainted again: "Then how can I not be obliterated?" ”

The system suddenly became a little shy, and lowered his voice and said, "Live." ”

Live...... Under...... Go......

Song An was stunned for two seconds, and then went crazy: "If I can survive, what do I want you to do!" ”

"You come out for me! You make it clear to me! How the hell can I survive! ”

"! You irresponsible broken system! ”

In the empty dungeon, Song Anhao hung there alone, and under some scolding, the system did not make any sound.

Song Anhao finally determined that she not only tragically crossed over to a palace fight novel, but also encountered an irresponsible cheating system!

She has a sentence of betraying her mother, and she has to say it now!

……

After a long time, Song Anhao reluctantly accepted this fact.

Without the help of the system, without any golden finger, the first thing she faced when she crossed over was a big problem - to survive!

The palace maid Ruolan has already gone to invite Concubine Jing, if she can't pass the level of Concubine Jing, then she will definitely die.

- Even if Concubine Jing has a soft and kind personality, after all, she has been trained in the harem for many years, and in the face of the murderer suspected of poisoning her own son, she may not be a killer.

However, even so, she can't give up a glimmer of life.

Song Anhao made up his mind, when he met Concubine Jing, he must do his best to fool the past, and he must not let himself die in this dungeon that does not see the light of day.

Fortunately, compared with the ladies in the harem who regard human life as ants, Concubine Jing is quite reasonable.

Next, in order to store his strength, Song Anhao closed his eyes and took advantage of this rare gap to recuperate.

I don't know how long later, not far away there was the sound of the iron door pushing open, followed by the footsteps of people.

It's coming, it's coming, Concubine Jing is here!

Song Anhao muttered to himself, closed his eyes tightly, and tried to make a dying appearance.

But the strange thing is that only the sound of footsteps can be heard, but the sound of people not being heard.

Could it be that Concubine Jing was so angry that she didn't even want to speak?

Song Anhao suddenly felt that his task of surviving had increased some difficulty.

Suddenly, she sensed that something was wrong. The footsteps sounded unhurried, unusually calm, and did not match Concubine Jing's gentle temperament.

Isn't it Concubine Jing?

Song Anhao was suspicious in his heart, and couldn't figure out who else would come besides Concubine Jing for a while, and he didn't know whether the other party was friend or foe.

Just when her eyelids were jumping in shock, an indifferent voice suddenly came from above her head: "Don't pretend, I know you're not faint." ”

This deep and deep voice was very good, but it just floated into Song Anhao's ears, but it made her heart beat faster.

The voice......