At this moment, Ying Hong became the only protagonist in the audience, and the people who were watching were even more crazy by the blood just now, and everyone was shouting and roaring, eager to eat Ying Hong's flesh and blood raw. ｀｀

Ying Hong hung in the air on a door-shaped wooden frame, her eyes tightly closed, this kind of scene she had long thought about, since the first time she slaughtered a caravan of thirty people with her three sisters, she knew that sooner or later she would be punished, and it would be capital punishment.

But when death came, she was not as calm as she had imagined, she was afraid, she knew that she was about to face one of the cruelest punishments in the world, and the muscles in her body felt a slight tingling, as if they had begun to be cut off piece by piece by a knife.

She knew it was a delusion, but the spasms of the muscles all over her body made it impossible for her to control her urine, and she was incontinent! A stream of warm urine wet her pants, and she was ashamed of her cowardice.

The girl in red walked up to her, and as soon as she tore it, Ying Hong's robe turned into two pieces, revealing her snow-white body, and on top of her body was a garment woven of filaments, covering her body like a fishing net.

At the signal of the girl in red, the two assistants untied the bindings on Yinghong's ankles, held down one of Yinghong's thighs respectively, and pressed her ankles to the left and right pillars of the torture frame.

The girl in red held a three-inch nail in her left hand and a wooden hammer in her right hand, and with a few "poofs, puffs", she had nailed Yinghong's left ankle to the torture rack, and then, despite Yinghong's heart-rending howl, Yinghong's right ankle was also nailed to the torture rack.

The two assistants untied Yinghong's hands with expressionless faces. Ying Hong resisted violently as she pressed her two jade arms to the left and right pillars of the torture frame, but each time she struggled, she pulled the wound at her ankle, causing severe pain and reducing the strength of her struggle.

The girl in red nailed two more long nails to Yinghong's left and right wrists, and then tied Yinghong's long hair in a knot on the iron ring above the torture rack. Now Ying Hong has been nailed to the torture rack in the shape of a "big".

The girl in red walked up behind her and pulled the only ribbon in the fishing net, the fishing net instantly tightened, and the filaments were tightly embedded in the snow-white tender flesh of her body.

This kind of fishing net is not only convenient for the knife, but more importantly, it compresses the blood vessels. Avoid heavy bleeding. If there is too much bleeding, the prisoner will definitely not be able to survive 3,600 cuts.

Pieces of snow-white tender meat are squeezed out of the mesh of the fishing net, and it looks very tempting. The girl in red casually slapped Yinghong's neck, and an inch of steel nail penetrated through the back of Yinghong's head.

Ying Hong only felt that her whole body was soft. It's as if he doesn't belong to him anymore. Don't talk about the pain. Feeling nothing at all, she looked at the executioner who was about to end her life with some astonishment.

When the girl in red turned to Ying Hong, she said in Ying Hong's ear in a voice lower than that of a mosquito: "Cooperate with the scream." Ying Hong seemed to think of something. Trying to turn her head to look in the direction where Yang Wei was, she saw Yang Wei's eyes full of pity, and for a moment her heart was full of gratitude.

"Torture knife, please!" said the girl in red. As soon as she finished speaking, another girl in a red robe walked out from behind, holding a wooden tray with a knife the length of her index finger on it.

Seeing this knife, Yang Wei's eyes were full of surprise, the body of this knife flickered with cold light, it was actually made of refined steel, the handle accounted for about half of it, wrapped in gold, and wrapped with red silk threads.

What surprised Yang Wei was that in this woman's world, the strength of smelting was even more advanced than Da Yue, and its smelting technology could be seen from this knife.

The girl in red knelt down in front of the girl holding the tray in her hand, raised her hands above the top, respectfully took the knife in the tray, and said in a loud voice: "Torture on behalf of the sky, ghosts and gods retreat!"

Here, when the executioner is executed, he has to perform such a ceremony, and it is better to say that this kind of punishment is one of the cruelest punishments in the world, and the tortured person is extremely painful, and after death, he will be transformed into a demon, and they are also afraid of being haunted by a terrible ghost.

They just told those ghosts that there is a head for injustice, and there is a debtor, and they are also acting on orders, and if the ghosts want to find them, don't look for themselves, and if they are not satisfied, they will go to God.

In fact, this kind of extremely resentful ghost will eventually go to the Heavenly Demon Realm, but before being sucked into the Heavenly Demon Realm, it is not impossible to become a powerful ghost to entangle the enemy, so this kind of worry is not superfluous.

One assistant waited for the count, and the other brought a basin of salt water and a few rags, which were used to wipe the wound and further increase the prisoner's pain, but this did not help Yinghong now. She had completely lost sensation from the neck down, and even if she were rescued now, she would be paralyzed.

The girl in red walked in front of Yinghong, stretched out her hand, the knife in her hand emitted a cold light in the sunlight, she was giving Yinghong a signal, telling Yinghong that she was going to start doing it, and when she could save it, Yinghong didn't feel it, and didn't cooperate and screamed.

The girl in red said in a loud voice: "Sacrificial knife!" The girl holding the tray hurriedly connected the tray under Yinghong's snow-white breasts.

The first three knives are the three most sensitive places on a woman's body, and once the three knives are passed, even if she is rescued, there is no fun of being a woman, which is equivalent to sacrificing a woman's soul to the torture knife.

The girl in red gently placed the blade of the torture knife on the pink bud of Yinghong's left breast, and gently twisted her fingers on the handle of the knife, the whole movement was light and agile, as if an artist was completing a work, extremely chic.

The blade left, and the ** and areola of Yinghong's left breast slipped off lightly and fell on the tray below, and a circular groove on the tray just supported the thing that Yinghong had separated from her body, which can be called a work of art.

Only then did the blood flow down from the peak where Yinghong had turned red, and the other person wiped the wound with a strip of cloth soaked in salt water, and a terrible scream came out of Yinghong's mouth, of course, it was pretended, but the poignancy in it made it impossible to distinguish the true from the false.

The girl holding the tray moved the tray under Yinghong's right breast before the blood dripped down, and the girl in red also gently twisted it with a knife, and the hill on Yinghong's right also fell on another circular groove in the tray.

The girl with the tray no longer stepped forward, but took a step back and stopped taking it with the tray, because the knife in this place usually triggers spasms and causes incontinence, and it is very unlucky to let urine contaminate the knife case.

Ying Hong hung in the shape of a "big" figure, already showing the peach source in front of everyone, the left hand of the girl in red rubbed twice under Ying Hong's crotch, and a small Doudou slowly poked her head out of the cascading folds.

Ying Hong's hand pinched the small thing that poked out his head, and the knife in his right hand slashed down like lightning, and Ying Hong let out a miserable howl in cooperation. With a blank expression, the girl in red put the small object in her hand into the smallest groove in the wooden tray.

After the three knives were completed, the crowd watching the execution erupted into a burst of cheers and tsunamis, and at this point, the sacrificial knife ceremony was completed. (To be continued......)