After refusing marriage for three times, the sickly son turned black

The Taoist priest opened his mouth, not knowing what to say so that Shen Juan would believe what he said.

Perhaps, no matter what he said, Shen Juan would not believe it.

Looking at the silent Taoist priest, Shen Juan exerted some strength in his hands.

Feeling the suffocation, the Taoist closed his eyes.

Forget it, just strangle it to death, anyway, it's not the first time Shen Juan died at the hands of Shen Juan.

But just when the Taoist priest thought he was going to die, Shen Juan let go.

The Taoist priest fell on the ground like the rest of his life after a catastrophe, panting heavily.

However, Shen Juan wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and chuckled, "If you want me to try to usurp the throne, you should give me a reason? Since you don't say it, why don't you go back to Yanzhou with me and taste my 72 punishments in Yanzhou Dungeon."

Hearing this, the Taoist became even more frightened, and his body kept shaking.

The Taoist regretted even more in his heart. The author of the novel could think that he was just thinking of a hero who would kill someone with a knife on his front foot, and would be gentle and sensitive to the heroine with his back foot, so he searched for the heroine. There are 72 punishments written in the records, in order to highlight the personality of the male protagonist.

When he first wrote the novel, he was very happy to see the readers' favorable comments on this description.

But now he can only scold himself at the beginning.

Except for Shen Juan and the criminals who have been punished and are now dead, only he, the hero's "mother", knows how cruel the punishment is. After all, he typed out the cruelty of the punishment word by word.

Shen Juan looked at the terrified Taoist priest, raising his eyebrows and chuckling.

One is never afraid of the unknown, more curious...

He knew that this Taoist priest was unusual.

Yanzhou Dungeon 72 punishment was thought out by himself, and he has always been the one to interrogate criminals by himself.

So Shen Juan can be sure that in this world, no one except him knows how cruel this punishment is.

After all, the grass on the graves of those who have tried it is old.

But the Taoist priest in front of him knew it clearly and was afraid.

"Come here! Take him down to me!"

The Taoist stared blankly at the hidden guard who came in from outside the door. He never thought that entering the world of novels this time would lead to such a progress.

If Shen Juan directly strangled him to death, he could still return to the real world, but now... everything is unknown...

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Chi Yao didn't know how Sheng Wenhuai worked. She had indeed left the Lenggong, but now she was going to be exiled to a wild land near the border between Yanzhou and Beiyuan.

Chi Yao followed the officials, walking forward step by step, but she was thinking in her heart: It's better to stay in the cold palace all the time, at least not have to endure the wind and sun.

But as he walked, Chi Yao suddenly remembered what Sheng Wenhuai said to him that day.

Look at her creation?

Chi Yao licked her chapped lips, and tentatively lagged a few steps behind the two guards who were escorting them. The two guards didn't realize it, and they still walked forward.

So this is what Sheng Wenhuai called "good luck"?
But she was still wearing a prison uniform, and her hands and feet were in shackles, so she couldn't reach her destination. The officials probably wouldn't open these things for her on the charge of seeking personal gain. If she escaped now, she would be sent to the yamen sooner or later because of her attire.

It's better to wait until the land of exile, and the officials will open the shackles and wait for the opportunity to leave.

Thinking like this, Chi Yao quickened her pace and caught up with the two officials.

The two officials have long been instructed by Sheng Wenhuai, and they don't care when Chi Yao is willing to leave.

Although the two didn't know the reason for doing this, they did it later.