Chapter 636: Feeding Medicine and Torture

"Since you all know it, why did you choose not to cooperate with me?" Mu Ling said. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"This is the way this world is, some things are told once, or ten thousand times, some people he will not believe, and some things are only said once, or hearsay, he will firmly believe in them. Zhuo Yifan shook his head and said helplessly: "Which of these two people is ridiculous?"

"You?"

The wood spirit who was disguised as Xiangyi glared at Zhuo Yifan fiercely, and said, "You are in great trouble, you dare to mock me, and I will let you taste my power in a while." ”

"Huh...... How dare I make fun of you, I'm just telling a fact. ”

"I don't want to hear a word of your nonsense again!" Mu Ling snorted angrily at him, then took out a red pill from his bosom.

"Eat it!" Mu Ling said coldly.

"You don't want to heal me, do you?" Looking at the pill, Zhuo Yifan deliberately mocked.

"The two pills that were given to you before were healing medicines, but now you are of little value to me. ”

"It seems that this pill must not be a good pill?"

"You're smart, but it's a pity you don't know what to do. ”

"I'm not Junjie, what's the use of knowing the times!" he took the pill from Mu Ling's hand, opened his mouth and swallowed it.

Seeing him swallow the pill so simply, Mu Lingqiao's face was stunned.

"You don't want to know, what kind of medicine is this?" Mu Ling said curiously.

"I know how, I don't know, I don't know, I have to eat it in my stomach anyway. ”

"Okay, since you don't want to know, then I won't tell you, let you experience it yourself!" As soon as she finished speaking, a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

As soon as the pill was entered, it quickly spread to the internal organs, and at the same time, Zhuo Yifan gradually had a bad reaction.

The stomach burned like fire, and then the stomach muscles began to twitch like stomach cramps. And it hurt more and more, his face turned yellow, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept falling.

"Master Zhuo Shao, how does this taste? Isn't it enjoyable?" Looking at Zhuo Yifan's uncomfortable expression, Mu Ling looked very happy.

Zhuo Yifan secretly gritted his tooth sockets, bearing the pain of this heart, but his face forced a smile.

"It's okay, it's okay!" he stroked his lower abdomen, and the corners of his mouth went up, "I really didn't expect you to give me laxatives." ”

"Nonsense, what kind of identity am I, I actually say that I am a laxative!" Mu Ling glanced at him angrily, feeling that Zhuo Yifan was insulting himself again.

"Beautiful women will show their elegant side to others, and I think you are no exception. ”

"Dare to be smooth with me, I'll see how long you can hold on!" Mu Lingqiao made a face and left the room angrily.

Watching her leave, Zhuo Yifan picked up his stomach again and tossed and turned on the bed.

As soon as Mu Ling went out, one of her subordinates was greeted in front of her, and he ran over in a hurry.

"What's the matter?" Mu Ling said.

"Aunt Qiyu Tsing Yi, I just got the news that the people from Feilongmen are coming to rob people. ”

"Robbing people?" Mu Ling raised his eyebrows, and said with some surprise: "I didn't expect them to find our place so quickly." ”

"Aunt Tsing Yi, according to the spies, they have inflicted harsh punishments on our people. ”

Mu Ling's cheeks were gloomy, and he shouted: "It's really useless, a small punishment made them sell themselves, it seems that they really deserve to die." ”

"Auntie, you don't know, the punishment they use is very cruel. ”

"Cruel?" Mu Ling smiled disapprovingly and said, "Is it even more ruthless than our Tianxiang Pavilion's methods?"

The woman peeked at her, then quickly lowered her head, not daring to speak again.

Seeing her face, Mu Ling quickly understood what she meant.

"Tell me, what did they do to our people?"

"This ......" For such a severe punishment, if it were said, Aunt Mu Ling would definitely be angry, and the woman became a little hesitant.

"What are you doing slowly?" Mu Ling's cold light appeared, and he shouted to him: "Hurry up!"

"Yes!" the woman replied tremblingly.

As one of the seven aunts of Tianxiang Pavilion, Mu Ling has indeed seen a lot of winds and waves, and as for various punishments, she is more or less good at punishing her subordinates and taking revenge on others.

As for the means of the Flying Dragon Gate, she naturally didn't feel anything new, so she didn't think much of the performance of her subordinates except for disgust.

Seeing that her aunt Mu Ling was angry, the female subordinate didn't dare to hesitate anymore.

"They cut their flesh with their short knives, knife by knife, and flesh on their breasts. ”

When Mu Ling heard this, her eyes instantly turned round, because she was also shocked by this, for a woman, how important the skin is, with any torture tool, the scar caused to it can be said to be a huge damage, but the other party still uses the method of cutting flesh, which damages the skin more than any torture tool.

"Are you sure they use this kind of punishment?" Mu Ling still didn't believe it when he heard her say this, after all, this kind of punishment was too cruel, almost the same as Ling Chi's execution.

"Subordinate, what you say is the truth, and you don't dare to deceive in any way. ”

"What a Flying Dragon Sect, they actually used such severe torture, it seems that they have a deep resentment against my Tianxiang Pavilion!" Mu Ling's entire cheeks seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and he was very angry.

It is understandable that two parties fight each other and kill each other's people, but if they use extremely vicious killing methods, they will inevitably lose their humanity. For the vicious methods of the Flying Dragon Gate, Tsing Yi Shura Mulin can be said to hate it very much.

"Since they were unkind first, then don't blame us for our unrighteousness. She glanced at the woman coldly and said, "Don't they want to come and rob people?

"Aunt Tsing Yi, what do you mean?"

"Open your pockets for me, they should be tight and tight, and don't let me go when the time comes, and I'll let them taste what it's like to be cut piece by piece with a short knife. Mu Ling's eyes were full of fierce light, and he said viciously.

"Yes, my subordinates understand that I will catch as many as they come, and I will not let them run away. ”

"Very good, you're ready to go!"

"Yes, my subordinates are leaving!" With that, the woman turned and retreated.

Watching her walk away, Mu Ling clenched his fists tightly and said, "Blood Drinking Sword, I must get my hands!"

She turned around and looked at the room where Zhuo Yifan slept, and said with a slightly cold gaze: "I'll let you hurt for two days first, and see how long you can last! I don't believe it, and I can't open your mouth!"

And Zhuo Yifan in the room was still dying in pain in bed at this time, and this pain was no less than the moment when a pregnant woman gave birth.

Because Xiangyi was not in Hongyizhuang, Mu Ling was so bold and repeatedly disguised herself as her.