Chapter 168: Falling off the horse

also had a cold sweat on their faces, as well as those torturers.

Ideas are prickly, they don't do things well, and they can't ask anything useful.

At this time, the chief executioner carefully observed the expression of Yuwen Erxiao Wang, who was pale, and then knelt on the ground to bother and confess, and asked for guilt with a very embarrassed expression:

"Your Royal Highness the Second Little King, this person is really a hard bone to gnaw. 'Cow hair needle' is already the upper limit of the heavy sentence that the human body can bear without harming the prisoner's origin.

She is now under her life, but she still refuses to recruit His Highness to want to know, unless her subordinates continue to increase the punishment, I am afraid that it will be in vain. ”

There is another sentence, the torturer saw that Yu Wenyi's face was really ugly, so he didn't dare to explain it truthfully.

That is, this thief has obviously been injured before, and now she is not very conscious under the heavy punishment, even if she really speaks, she is afraid that what she says is just nonsense, and she may not be able to soberly answer what Er Xiaowang wants to ask.

The leader of the torturer even wondered if this girl with an ugly face could still hear their voices from the outside world at this time.

Although he did not put on other torture tools except for the "cow hair needle", this girl unconsciously vomited blood more than once in two hours, as if she had suffered extremely serious internal injuries, so he would inevitably have some scruples.

This man...... It can't be some other hidden disease, right?

People shouldn't be dying, right?

How good is that!

The torturers also found it very tricky.

In the afternoon, when the prince left, he had personally confessed, and the person had to stay alive and wait for him to come back for interrogation.

If a person dies under his own torture, the prince will definitely not be embarrassed by the death or life of a prisoner, but he, a person who works below, will not be embarrassed by the death or life of a prisoner, but he, a person who works below, has done things so ugly, I am afraid that there will be no good fruit to eat!

If not, His Royal Highness will feel that because his "craftsmanship" is not good, this will lead to the prisoner being punished, but he will kill him without asking anything.

If he is driven out of the Yuwen Department and never hired, then won't he pour this bloody mold for nothing?

Their ancestors have been from the Yuwen Department for generations, if he is expelled from the tribe because of his ineffective work, he will not be able to raise his head and be a man in his life, and he will be embarrassed by his family and relatives.

Who knew that Yu Wenyi was even more angry when he heard this, and he said angrily: "Then what are you waiting for? Continue to increase the sentence! The king still doesn't believe it! ”

The executioner was helpless, and the master had an order, although he knew that even if he continued to increase the punishment, it would not make much sense, but he had to continue to add needles to the female prisoner's foot.

Sure enough, as he expected, even if the punishment was increased, the woman had no reaction, let alone a good answer?

So, a moment later, the futile torturer again cautiously persuaded again:

"Your Royal Highness the Second Little King, why don't you take off the 'cow hair needle' first, let her land on both feet, and ask again?"

The torturer looked at the girl as if she were washed, and her sallow face was hidden in the blue and white.

In fact, he didn't pity Xie Zhao, but was worried that his job would not be guaranteed, so he confessed in a low voice with a tangled expression:

Your Highness, I wonder if the prince had injured her before? The woman seemed to have suffered a lot of internal injuries on her body.

Since the masters want to keep her alive for questioning, even if the villain is skilled, he will never dare to continue to increase the sentence at this time, otherwise he is afraid that he will not be able to ask the question, but the life that the master intends to leave will be in vain."

As he spoke, he observed Yu Wenyi's expression, and seeing his displeasure on his face, he hurriedly continued to explain:

"Your Royal Highness the Second Little King, do you know that although this 'cow hair needle' does not hurt the vital parts of the human body, the severe pain is also extremely draining of people's strength and spirit.

Now she is in a state that is indeed ...... It's not good, and if you continue, you really won't be able to do it. ”

Yuwen Yi gritted his teeth.

He was unwilling to return like this hateful girl to see the joke, but Xie Zhao's appearance now, even a blind man could see that even if he tried it again today, they would not be able to interrogate him with any useful words.

He was about to speak to remove the torture instrument from his body, when suddenly there was a noise at the door of the dungeon above.

The next moment, a faint beam of moonlight shone down the open cellar door above the steps, half-concealed into the dungeon.

Extremely light footsteps sounded, and the tall figure of "Lone Wolf Sword Immortal" Yu Wenxin walked down the stairs from the top of the stairs.

He seemed to have heard the words of the torturer to the second little Wang Yuwenyi, so he asked with a calm expression:

"Why, people can't do this? In the eyes of this son, it is your housekeeping methods that have regressed. ”

Yu Wenxin's tone was really cold.

It seems that what is talking about is not the life and death of a living person, but the likes of chickens, dogs, and livestock that can be killed at will.

In the dungeon, several guards and torturers in the Yuwen Department saw that the prince had arrived, and they saluted one after another.

When the torturers heard the Shizi's unsalty and indifferent accountability, they immediately trembled and didn't even dare to raise their heads.

Yu Wenxin waved his hand indifferently, and then walked down and stood in front of the torture rack.

He casually glanced at Xie Zhao's "chic" shape on his feet, like two hedgehogs. The next moment, he stretched out his finger and pointed it to the side of Xie Zhao's neck, and lowered his eyes to look at her situation.

After a while, Yu Wenxin withdrew his hand, this time, he frowned slightly, and said with a slight sense of blame:

"The pulse is so weak and chaotic...... Nothing has been tried, but people have tried you to death. It's really promising, didn't I say it, wait for me to come back and try again. ”

Yuwen Yi said aggrievedly: "Big brother, I just let them get some 'needles'."

This thing doesn't damage the body's origin at all, it just pierces the acupuncture points and fingernails under the prisoner's feet. Although the pain hurts, it is by no means fatal, who knew that she was so useless.

really let this guy say it right, this Xie Zhao doesn't have any ability, he doesn't say it, he pretends to be dead when he is punished, and sure enough, only his mouth is the hardest. ”

Yu Wenxin glanced at Xie Zhao's face with an indifferent expression, and said in a manly voice:

"Alright, then let's unload the torture instruments first."

Since her accomplice had already escaped with the "Golden Terrace", it was still useful for them to keep this person.

- The usefulness of the bait.

Perhaps, with such a live mouth, you can still catch those two fish that slipped through the net.

The torturer didn't dare to say much, so he hurriedly stepped forward and knelt on one knee, carefully removing the steel needles from the girl's feet one by one.

This process, in fact, should have been extremely painful and time-consuming.

But apart from the occasional nervous twitch, the girl was silent and almost like a dead person.

When the torturer saw her reaction, he sighed slightly.

He knew that the man must have been so weak that he couldn't even react to the pain.

After a stick of incense, Xie Zhao's feet that fell to the ground were finally not as terrifying as Fang Cai.

But almost all of her feet and toenails were lifted and peeled off by the long steel needles of cow hair, and the soles of her feet were also covered with blood-red pinholes, which looked really miserable.

Yuwen Yi saw that she was half angry, but she "slept well" peacefully, how could she endure this idle breath?

Immediately, from the ice bucket on the side, which was frozen on the surface, he scooped out a scoop of ice water and splashed it on Xie Zhao's face.

"My eldest brother, do you dare to sleep well?"

Yu Wenxin glanced at him lightly, but he didn't stop it.

just said: "Why bother, even if you pour a few more scoops of water, she is afraid that she will not wake up today." The palm I had earlier was enough for her to bear. ”

Yu Wenyi didn't believe in evil, so he scooped out a few scoops of cold water with ice ballast and splashed them on Xie Zhao's face one after another.

Sure enough, this person didn't react at all, and it really didn't look like pretending.

Cold water ran down her pale chin, into her slender and feeble neck, and then down her neck into the neckline that was almost soaked with water.

Xie Zhao was wearing the clothes of a disciple of Donglin City.

Yuwen Xinben looked at it indifferently, but his expression suddenly changed in the next second.

Donglincheng is located in Zhongzhou, the clothes are light and thin, and at this time it is faintly permeable after being penetrated by cold water, so that the girl is hidden under the clothes, and there seems to be some marks on the collarbone, which is actually looming!

Yu Wenxin took a step forward and immediately lifted Xie Zhao's neckline.

Really!

He actually found a golden epiphany tattoo that miraculously bloomed to the top of the girl's neck and above the collarbone!

Yu Wenxin suddenly let go.

He subconsciously quickly covered her neckline, and then took two big steps back in a hurry!

"Big brother, what's wrong with you?"

Yuwen Yi was taken aback.

He hurriedly stepped forward to support his brother and asked suspiciously.

The speed at which Fang Cai Yu Wenxin opened Xie Zhao's neckline and closed it again was actually extremely fast, and everything was only in a blink of an eye.

In addition, his tall body blocked the girl in front of him tightly, so that except for himself, no one saw the brilliant golden epiphany under the collar of Fang Cai Xie Zhao.

Yu Wenxin did not answer.

He gritted his teeth, his face contorted.

The next moment, he stared at the ugly and uncomfortable "blue and black birthmark" of the girl in front of him with an incredible face.

After a long time, a sentence finally popped out from between his teeth:

"This man. . . There is no need to review it for the time being. Avoid people and immediately go to my room in the inner courtyard. ”

The executioners of the Yuwen Department Torture Hall who were present looked at each other.

Yuwen Yi almost thought that he had misheard or was hallucinating.

He was surprised, "W-what?" Not tried? Big brother, why is that. ”

Where to send to?

Inner Courtyard?

Or his eldest brother's bedroom?

His eldest brother has always liked to be quiet, and even his sister-in-law, Princess Jiuwei, is not allowed to enter and leave casually!

What are you going to do with this ugly girl there?

"Where do you get all this nonsense?"

Yu Wenxin's tone was uncertain, and it was difficult to distinguish between joy and anger.

"—now, immediately, immediately."

He thought for a moment, turned his head to look at his brother and the torturers around him, gritted his teeth and burst out of his throat with a warning:

"Remember, you don't have to let the county lord and Princess Jiuwei know about this matter.

If you can't control your mouth, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless. ”