Dressed as the white moonlight of premature death, I have a hint for cultivating immortals

Chapter 140 Whipping
Of course, she couldn't see it herself.

Then, she touched her left face again, touching it bit by bit carefully, relying on the tactile sensation from her fingers, she found that there was still a word "servant" here, and there were still traces of burns...

Jiang Qing almost laughed angrily, and changed her whole body, why didn't she change the word slave?

She instinctively wanted to swear, but the voice she made afterward was extremely rough, like the voice of a drake, very unpleasant.

Almost instantly, Jiang Qing collapsed.

When the other party did this, it was obvious that they wanted to cut off the possibility of her being recognized and the chance of her being rescued.

This is... If she wants to live and die here, even if she doesn't die, she will never escape the fate of being a slave for the rest of her life...

"Heh...Xuanyuan Litian, you are so ruthless. You provoked me. Don't you care about your two sons the most? Then I will turn them upside down..."

At that moment, her eyes were sharp, and there was a ball of light burning in the moist and clear eyes, which was firm and sharp, and burned to the bottom of her heart.

"I can't die, she has to survive in this cruel place no matter what!" She pinched her hands and ordered herself, "Only by living can you take revenge, right?"

The steadfastness in her character is back again. No love, no love at this moment can overcome the resentment deep in her heart...

On this side, compared to Jiang Qing who has been completely transformed, Ji Wushuang on the other side is not much better.

Ever since she found herself in the cell, Ji Wushuang had scolded Su Shi no less than [-] times. By this time, she already knew who the person who had been sending people to hunt and kill her was.

At the same time, he also knew his identity.

It turned out that she was not a poor orphan girl that no one wanted, but a lady from the Ji family, one of the four most mysterious and powerful ancient clans in the Canglan Continent.

It's a pity that her so-called father never came back when she was a child, and never cared about their mother and daughter's life after that.

Later, even her mother, Lin Jinchu, disappeared, saying she was looking for her father, but unfortunately she never appeared again.

She was left alone to grow up stumbling. If she hadn't been adopted by her neighbor, Grandpa Zhou, Ji Wushuang would have starved to death long ago...

In fact, Ji Wushuang has resentment towards her parents, but the resentment is resentment, and deep down in her heart, she still longs to meet her parents, which is a kind of blood relationship from the bottom of her heart.

At this time, Ji Wushuang didn't know that her mother had already died, and she died in Su's hands.

At this time, an ugly old woman came to Ji Wushuang's cell holding a red-hot iron.

"What do you want to do? Get the hell out of here!" Ji Wushuang looked at the red-hot soldering iron in the old woman's hand and couldn't help turning pale.

No matter how stupid she is, she knows what she is about to face. She has always cared about her appearance the most. How can Ji Wushuang bear the word "slave" printed on her face.

The old woman ignored her, directly bound her body with spiritual power, ignored her struggle and cursed, and pressed the red-hot iron on Ji Wushuang's beautiful left cheek without saying a word.

"呲呲呲"

"what"

Ji Wushuang screamed in pain, not knowing what the iron was made of, it scalded her skin and left a branding effect on her face, and at the same time felt a series of runes reflected in her mind.

She puffed up her cheeks to express her anger, and wanted to swear a few words, but her face hurt too much, let alone swearing, she couldn't do it even if she wanted to.

He could only stare fiercely at the old woman in front of him who dared to stamp the word "servant" on her face with her eyes full of murderous intent.

If she could go out in the future, she would definitely kill the old woman in front of her alive.

The old woman caught a glimpse of the extremely strong killing intent in her eyes, but she didn't care at all, and said with a sneer, "After entering here, there is basically no possibility of going out. It is really a dream to want to kill the old man."

At the same time as the old woman's voice fell, she kicked Ji Wushuang's stomach forcefully, and Ji Wushuang immediately fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

The old woman was especially puzzled, and while sneering, she found a leather whip of unknown material from somewhere, waved her hand, and whipped Ji Wushang fiercely at Ji Wushang who hadn't gotten up yet.

"Clap clap clap!"

The whip hits the flesh, again and again, and the flesh is ripped apart in a blink of an eye, and the flesh is bloody.

Ji Wushuang rolled all over the ground in pain, and while dodging, she also cursed viciously, no matter how unpleasant it was, in short, even the eighteen generations of the old woman's ancestors scolded her once.

"You old godmother, you are ugly, you are ugly and your heart is ugly. I curse you to cut off your children and grandchildren, to regress in cultivation, to be eaten by monsters when you go out, to be killed while walking, and to go to the eighteenth floor of hell after death, and never to be reborn."

Ji Wushuang kept cursing, while the old woman kept whipping, and as she cursed, the whipping movements of the old woman's hands became more and more ruthless.

Again and again, the entire cell was filled with the sound of whipping and the woman's screams of pain.

The slaves held in several nearby cells, as well as those in charge of the guards, all looked over, but unfortunately, no one came to stop them.

Even a few guards watched with relish, rubbing their chins and commenting, as if they were watching a play.

For them, such scenes are staged every day, and it has long been familiar to them, and it has almost become a kind of fun...

Only the slaves in a few nearby cells showed fearful expressions when they saw this scene.

The cell where Jiang Qing was in was not far from there, and she obviously heard the sound of the whipping and the woman's screams of pain.

While lamenting that slaves really have no human rights, they are also very afraid that this scene will happen to them!

But then, after listening for a while, Jiang Qing realized something was wrong.Just because the woman's screams are very familiar, like Ji Wushuang's voice!

But then, Jiang Qing felt that she was thinking too much. Ji Wushuang is a lucky heroine, how could she end up in such a place?Even being whipped?

Jiang Qing didn't know that, in fact, the more lucky people are, the more people who have great opportunities and good fortune, the more suffering and suffering will be more than ordinary people.

On the contrary, those people with mediocre luck and mediocre opportunities will live a peaceful and stable life without any suffering or tribulation.

Do not treat anyone badly, nor favor anyone, fair and just!
On the other side, after repeated whippings, Ji Wushuang turned into a bloody man in a blink of an eye, bloody and bloody, it was terrifying to look at!
"You dare to be so arrogant after entering the slave farm. Don't you have a backbone? Today, the old man insists on smacking your arrogance. Let's see if it's your bones or your mouth!"

At the same time as the old woman's voice fell, the whipping motion of her hand became more and more ruthless.

I have never seen such a hard bone in the slave farm, but the hard bone, after entering here, will become more obedient and obedient than Meow in a short time.

At that time, don't talk about cursing, if you tell her to go east, she will not dare to go west, and she will even be afraid when she sees you.

And the old woman, at the moment, obviously wants to take away Ji Wushuang's arrogance.If Jiang Qing hadn't been scrupled by others, she might have suffered the same fate as Ji Wushuang.

The slave farm is the cruelest place where there is no human rights. The humble ones can only be trampled on, not to mention beatings and scolding, but they are lucky to be alive.

Here, many slaves lived even worse than animals.

This is because the old woman doesn't know Ji Wushuang's true identity, otherwise, even if she had a hundred courage, she wouldn't dare to treat her like this.

(End of this chapter)