"Come on, go to the punishment."

As soon as Mo Jian's order came out, it frightened Xiu'er and the jailer.

Ma Tong was stunned, trembling all over.

Xiu'er thought to herself, His Royal Highness is really angry now, and he doesn't even let go of women.

The jailer thought, terrible, if His Highness ascended the throne one day, wouldn't he be used as an example.

The jailer obeyed with fear.

Ma Tong was carried to the punishment area.

All sorts of big ones were tied to the pillars and a basin of cold water was splashed.

"Please also ask Your Highness for instructions."

The jailer did not dare to use the torture without authorization, and it would be miserable if the prince was unhappy.

Mo Jian's heart was cold, and the corners of his mouth curved.

"Bring a basin of hot water and splash her."

After receiving it, the jailer quickly brought the hot water and poured it directly on her without saying a word.

"Hiss~"

One second he was poured cold water, and the next second was hot water, the prince was poisonous enough.

Ma Tong couldn't stand such a punishment, and he had to die of pain all over his body.

"It hurts, it hurts."

The coolness of the cold water is quickly melted by the hot water, and all that remains is scalded by the hot water.

"Go on."

Mo Jian looked at her like that, and immediately felt funny, and asked people to continue splashing her.

Ma Tong, who was tied to the pillar, had already begun to bubble red on his face, and his whole body was refusing to put a basin of hot water.

Ma Tong gritted his teeth and hated the murderer in front of him, and shook his head vigorously.

"Don't, don't."

The jailer also turned a blind eye and threw himself at her.

"Ahh

Ma Tong screamed when he was burned, and his thin clothes gradually became transparent, and the red part also looked bright.

The arm is blue, purple, and red, and the small scar is very red.

"Do you want to continue?"

Mo Jian said lightly.

Obviously asking Ma Tong, the murderous prince without blinking was asking about a tortured person.

Ma Tong was in pain, as if several man-eating ants were gnawing at her body, being cut by thousands of knives and broken into thousands of pieces.

She gritted her teeth vigorously and said "don't" with difficulty.

Mo Jian said "yes" like a god.

Subsequently, he said.

"Whip her."

"Long", a thunderclap on a sunny day.

made Ma Tong feel that he had suffered an unprecedented disillusionment in his life.

To torture her like this, it is better to let her die directly.

The jailer trembled with the whip in his hand, leaving him silent with fear and sweat on his forehead.

Mo Jian screamed: "If you don't smoke, I'll pump you." ”

The jailer dared to be slow, so he could only start with one eye closed.

One whip, another whip.

Another whip, the sound of the whip was neither light nor heavy.

Ma Tong didn't feel the pain anymore, although she didn't resist, but she always gritted her teeth and insisted.

It wasn't until the tenth whip fell that Mo Jian stopped.

Ma Tong's eyelids were so tired that he slowly closed his eyes.

"Wake her up with cold water."

At this moment, I can only feel sorry for Ma Tong, and I was splashed with ruthless cold water again.

Ma Tong had to open his eyes and "hiss".

Mo Jian didn't sympathize with her plight, and asked coldly.

"What's your name?"

Ma Tong knew that he would not let her go, even if he told him his name, but if he didn't tell him, he might be beaten again.

Indeed, Mo Jian had already thought that the next criminal punishment would be to stab her with a silver needle.

Rather than oppose him, it is better to obey him, and no one can save her at this time.

Didn't God just let her be tortured to death, and it was good to shout her name before she died.

Pretty good.

Ma Tong responded softly, "Ma Tong." ”

After speaking, her eyelids couldn't struggle, but she still closed it, and fainted as if she vaguely heard someone calling her "toilet".