She is a real daughter with a thousand layers of vest

Chapter 208 Someone is calling me

The dungeon was dark, damp, and airtight. It was surrounded by solid walls and was empty, without even a bed.

Dongtang Chiyou fell to the cold ground, his body curled up in pain, unable to exert any strength at all.

When feeling drowsy.

A guard held a bowl and threw it in front of him. The food in it spilled on the ground, emitting an unpleasant odor and had gray-green mold spots on it.

Dongtang Chiyou took a glance and quickly looked away.

The guard sneered, "You dislike it? Then don't eat it and starve to death!"

After saying that, he left the dungeon.

Dongtang Chiyou closed his eyes, and Yun Ci’s little face appeared in front of him.

He can't die...

After a moment, Dongtang Chiyou opened his eyes, propped up his arms, endured the pain all over his body, grabbed the dirty and smelly food on the ground, and slowly stuffed it into his mouth.

The next day, Mu Chenbi came to the dungeon.

Dongtang Chiyou lay on the cold ground all night. The blood on his body had dried up and his thin lips had turned slightly purple due to the cold. He half-closed his eyes and his breathing was weak, but his fierce aura had not diminished in the slightest.

Several guards dragged him up.

Mu Chenbi sat on the chair, leaning sideways, looking at him coldly: "What do you want to play today?"

Dongtang Chiyou slowly raised his head, with a defiant smile on his lips: "Whatever you want to play, I will... accompany you to the end!"

"Okay! You're still being stubborn!" Mu Chenbi glanced back and said, "Hurry and start!"

The guard behind him walked over with a needle in his hand. The slender needle shone with a silver edge under the light and shadow.

Several guards pushed Dongtang Chiyou to the ground, grabbed one of his hands, and then inserted a needle into the gap between his nails.

In an instant, Dongtang Chiyou's face turned pale, his teeth bled, but he didn't say a word. Cold sweat oozed from his forehead and dripped down his chin.

Ten fingers connected to the heart.

The pain that goes deep into the bone...

When I closed my eyes and thought of A Ci, it seemed that even this pain was nothing.

One after another, until all ten fingers were pierced with needles, the nails turned purple and blood was oozing out.

Mu Chenbi was so angry that he kicked over the chair. He thought he would see Dongtang Chiyou crying and begging for mercy.

As a result, he didn't shout at all from beginning to end.

Mu Chenbi left the dungeon.

Dongtang Chiyou was thrown to the ground. It was a cold winter night. He was still wearing thin clothes mixed with blood that stuck to his body.

A Ci squatted in front of him, hugged him tightly, and gave him a moment of warmth.

When I woke up from my coma, everything was dark before my eyes.

It was just a dream...

Dongtang Chiyou stretched out his hand tremblingly and covered his heart, which was beating at the same time as Aci's.

He murmured: "Aci...Aci..."

Ah Ci…

Yun Ci lying on the bed opened his eyes, sat up suddenly, and rushed out of the room.

Her mother was woken up by her and asked, "What's wrong, Ah Ci?"

Yun Ci was somewhat at a loss: "Mom... I heard someone calling me..."

"Silly child, are you dreaming? Who would call you in the middle of the night? Go to bed." Her mother pulled her back to her room.

The weather was gloomy.

Dongtang Chiyou was taken outside.

Mu Chenbi sat on the steps and raised his hand slightly: "Let's start."

Several guards walked over, kicked Dongtang Chiyou to the ground, and whipped him hard.

The whip had fine thorns on it, and when it was whipped down, not only would it tear his skin and flesh apart, but it would also hook onto his flesh and tear it off fiercely.

The cold air froze his wounds inch by inch and penetrated into his bones, intensifying the pain.

Dongtang Chiyou felt a tightness in his chest and suddenly vomited blood.

(End of this chapter)