There is a secret prison in the court, which is dedicated to the palace people who make mistakes, and the smell of blood is very strong.

Jiang Qianluo was tied there sluggishly, allowing the rats to crawl under his feet indiscriminately.

"Don't even think about going out once you're in the dark prison, no matter how noble your status was before."

The little eunuch had a gloomy face, staring at Jiang Qianluo's cruelty.

The soldering iron in his hand was hot and red.

"I advise you to recruit it anyway, so as not to suffer like this."

Every good place on Jiang Qianluo's body was beaten to the point that his skin was open, and he was trembling with pain at this time.

She couldn't say a word at all.

"I heard that the concubine's skin is like condensation, how could the minions think in the past, your palace looks down on the humble background of the minions."

The little eunuch leaned over and put his hand on Jiang Qianluo's shoulder irregularly.

The woman was disgusted.

The subconscious disgust stimulated the little eunuch: "I don't know if the slave is qualified to serve the mother?" ”

"The first emperor favors you the most, if you know ......"

The two men looked at each other and smiled, and began to move, not afraid that there were other prisoners in this secret prison.

After all, being locked up in this place, can only be carried out of this place.

"Get out, you brutes, don't touch me!"

Jiang Qianluo couldn't help screaming, but his hands and feet were tied to death.

The people in front of him laughed more and more presumptuously.

Just as her clothes fell, outside the dark cell, the man in the black robe walked quickly.

Jun Wuheng had a gloomy face, and his aura was enough to shock and shock all the people present!

The moment Jun Wuheng entered the door, a sword broke the little eunuch's hand, and blood was splashed everywhere.

Before the two little eunuchs could react, someone had already executed them.

Jun Wuheng took off the robe on his body and wrapped Jiang Qianluo, who was a little embarrassed.

There was a hint of a sharp smile on the corner of the woman's mouth, and she didn't give in before, Jiang Qianluo knew that she had fallen to such a point, all thanks to Jun Wuheng.

"Does it make you happy as long as it's a man?"

“……”

Jiang Qianluo's knuckles were white, and one of her hands was secretly competing, clutching Jun Wuheng's sleeve.

Suddenly, she spat out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person fell softly into the cold embrace.

Jiang Qianluo lost too much blood and almost died in the dark prison.

The man hugged the thin and boneless woman in his arms with one hand, and the rumored Jiang Guifei, who favored the sixth palace, was terrible to be emaciated.

Jun Wuheng just held her firmly in his arms with one hand, and it seemed that only a pair of bones were left on her body.

In the stunned eyes of everyone, Jun Wuheng hugged her and left the dark prison.

Outside.

The wind was blowing, causing the trees in the palace to sway, and a thunderbolt fell and split not far away.

Jiang Qianluo was woken up by pain.

Her body seemed to be bitten by countless insects, and the wounds seemed to be soaked in salt water, and she couldn't open her eyes in pain.

In the medicine pool, the moment Jiang Qianluo opened his eyes, he saw the perfect body.

Her Ah Heng, the person who has been thinking about it for a long time, is in front of her.

Jun Wuheng sat in the pool, his gray hair falling slightly, and the pool water wet his face.

Just when he was recuperating.

Suddenly, a small head popped out of the water in front of him, and the hand ran over his collarbone.

Jun Wuheng's body tensed suddenly, and he grabbed the woman's delicate and boneless little hand, his eyes were red and full of anger.

But the woman bowed her head and kissed his Adam's apple.

"I heard ......"

"Shut up and get out of here." Jun Wuheng scolded angrily, but the woman did not stop, but became more presumptuous because of his words.

Jiang Qianluo's bewitching appearance has changed from the shy and nervous appearance when they first tasted the forbidden fruit, but now it is at ease.

"Is it hot, Brother Ah Heng, you obviously want it."

The temperature on the man's body is burning.

Jun Wuheng didn't understand why it was like this.

"The medicine in the pool, coupled with my blood, has become the most natural medicinal effect, Brother Ah Heng forgot, I am a disciple of Xuanmen, and I am the best at male and female techniques."

Jiang Qianluo's words became more and more ambiguous, as if she was deliberately stepping on Jun Wuheng's back, crispy and numb.

Jun Wuheng's body stiffened.

He stretched out his hand violently and clasped Jiang Qianluo's head, and a kiss almost caused Jiang Qianluo to drown in this pool.

Their kisses were inseparable, as if only in this way could this woman be crushed in this pool of spring water.

But Jiang Qianluo couldn't stop like this, she smiled presumptuously: "I just like the way you hate me, but you are reluctant to kill me, Jun Wuheng, you obviously still like me very much." ”

Jun Wuheng's hand suddenly let go, he remembered those pasts, and his voice was hoarse and terrifying.

Piercing.

"Jiang Qianluo, don't think I dare to kill you!"

Jun Wuheng walked out of the pool in annoyance, his back was so resolute that he didn't have time to look at the blood in the pool behind him.

Jiang Qianluo had no choice but to cover his mouth and watch the piercing blood flow out of his mouth.

She silently crawled out of the medicine pool and glanced at Jun Wuheng, who was dressed not far away.

He really couldn't give up.

Jiang Qianluo had been gambling all night, but fortunately she had made the right bet, otherwise, she would have been thrown into a mass grave.

"Isn't it just for me to toss? Come here. Jun Wuheng's face, cold and terrifying, did not move in the pool.

Jiang Qianluo's body stiffened, not daring to move, she looked at the strange bottle on the table, and the strong smell of blood in the room came from inside.

"You've probably heard the rumors about nine thousand years old, right?"

“？”

Jiang Qianluo looked at Jun Wuheng's miserable white and terrifying face, and couldn't help but feel worried in his heart, they all said that Jun Wuheng was practicing evil arts, and there were countless women who died on his bed.