The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

"I can consider letting you go. As for gold, silver, jewels, and panacea, is there any shortage for me?" Qiong Yingxiu frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied with Xia Houjue's request.

"Then what do you want? Just put forward any conditions, and I will definitely fulfill your wish." Xia Houjue said with hope in his eyes.

"Are you sure?" Qiong Ying raised her eyebrows lazily.

"Of course, my highness is the prince of Dongyue, you can just say it." Xia Hou never forgot to reveal his identity. At this time, he still doesn't have the demeanor of a prince, he is completely begging for mercy.

"I don't need anything, I just ask you one thing, if you can answer truthfully, I will let you go back to Dongyue if I am satisfied."

"What's the matter? I'll tell you everything, tell me quickly." Xia Houjue said eagerly.

"Undead." Qiongying only said two words, but Xia Houjue's expression changed.

Xia Houjue hesitated for a while, and then flatteringly said: "The undead are powerful, but they are no different from ordinary strong people. They no longer pose any threat to you. As long as their foreheads are damaged, they will die."

"It seems that you are not honest, Luo Yi, it depends." Qiong Ying adjusted her sitting posture, leaned back in the chair, and waited patiently.

"Yes, my lord." Luo Yi nodded, and then gave Xia Houjue a gloomy look. He didn't know what to do. It was the first time for the lord to go to the dungeon for interrogation in person. What an honor Xia Houjue deserved, and he didn't thank Dai En!

"You, what are you going to do?" Xia Houjue fell to the ground in embarrassment, shivered, and moved back in horror.

"Don't talk nonsense! Don't scream!" Caiyi stepped forward and stomped Xia Houjue to the ground.

"Ah! Let me go!" Xia Houjue cried out in pain, unable to move his body, and struggled a few times to no avail.

Luo Yi brought a brazier and various instruments of torture. He put the iron tongs in the brazier and roasted them red, and then approached Xiahou Jue.

"You, what are you going to do? I am the prince of Dongyue. If you dare to torture me, I will not let you go!" Xia Houjue shouted loudly as he looked at the red iron that was getting closer.

Although he was imprisoned for the past few days, he didn't suffer much. Even the food was treated like a royal family, let alone tortured, so they didn't dare to torture him.

But now completely subverting his previous thinking, these people will really kill him.

"Either shut your mouth, or do it for real!" Luo Yi said coldly, holding iron tongs, and ironing iron on Xia Houjue's hair.

"Stop! Stop!" Xia Houjue's hair was burned off a lot, and it smelled of burning. The most terrifying thing was that the iron block was about to burn his face.

"The branding is only for those who are too tight-lipped, and it's just a foretaste. The good show is yet to come." Caiyi held down Xia Houjue. The branding is the simplest and most primitive punishment, and the effect is quite good, so it has always been used. As a starter.

Sizzling, smelling of burnt meat, and smoke.

"Oh, stop, oh! Stop, I say, I say . . . "

The sound of killing a pig resounded throughout the dungeon and spread to other branches of the dungeon, making other prisoners shudder.

"If you say no earlier, you won't suffer." Luo Yi said coldly, and rudely removed the iron block.This is unbearable, she is deeply contemptuous.

Xia Houjue was sweating profusely, grinning his teeth in pain, and lay limp on the ground, without any strength at all.

At this time, Xia Houjue's right face was branded with an ugly mark, bloody and bloody. This handsome face was temporarily ruined, but it was just an ordinary flame, and it was not difficult to cure it.