Mrs. Di Shao is abusing the scum again

Chapter 1132 Torture
"Don't be stupid, now the entire D country is ruled by Queen Anli, even if you rescued the person, it is impossible to send the person out, and it will cause trouble for the upper body, and our Minglan family will also suffer, I can't help it You are capricious."

Ming Lan Xiang'er was disheartened.

How to do how to do.

By the way, Admiral Helian, let Admiral Helian try.

He and Qi Ye are friends, and last time they said they would go to the imperial capital to save Qi Ye.

This time Qiye is in trouble, he will definitely not ignore it.

It's just that he seems to be still at war, where should she find him?

Regardless, give it a try anyway.

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Dungeon
In the torture chamber

The sound of the whip slapping the flesh ruthlessly sounded, reaching people's ears, and it also affected the pain sensation.

Tang Qixie was hoisted high with both hands, leaving only his toes on the ground.

However, after more than ten minutes of whipping, his body was already covered with scars, and his skin was torn apart.

His white shirt was stained red with blood, and his short black hair was soaked in cold sweat.

The leather whip soaked in salt water lashed at his body, and every time the whip went down, there were many bloody wounds on his body.

Tang Qixie gritted his teeth and insisted, not saying a word.

Felicity sat on the side, drinking tea leisurely.

The whipping sound was so pleasant to his ears, it made him feel comfortable.

There was a faint smell of blood floating in the air, which made him lick his lips involuntarily.

If he could add his screams, he would be even more excited.

The executioner had his arms sore, changed to another person, and continued.

"I'll let you keep your leg for another night. After the funeral is over tomorrow, I will definitely saw it off myself."

His sinister voice was accompanied by the sound of whipping.

Seeing that Tang Qixie was so resistant, he didn't even yell, the revenge factor in Felidi's heart was slowly growing, and he yelled.

He looked at the various prisons hanging on the wall, and finally locked on one thing:
"Get a soldering iron and give him a taste."

"Yes."

The tired guard took off the soldering iron hanging on the wall, lit it, and it burned red.

A few minutes later, the gray iron-colored soldering iron was picked up from the stove.

The red as magma-like soldering iron, just looking at it can make people feel its fire-like temperature, and it is even more difficult to imagine what kind of torture this thing will be when it is scalded on a person.

"Brand him."

"Yes."

The man stepped forward with a hot soldering iron, glanced at Tang Qixie who had been knocked out of his mind, and slowly approached the soldering iron in his hand to his face...

Tang Qixie slowly opened his eyes and looked at the guard coldly.

The sinister eyes like a poisonous snake made the heart tremble suddenly, and the soldering iron in his hand almost fell to the ground unsteadily.

"Hurry up, why are you dawdling?"

Felicity urged impatiently.

The man's hand holding the handle of the soldering iron tightened slightly. The next moment, he gritted his teeth and directly branded the hot soldering iron on Tang Qixie's chest.

"what……"

Tang Qixie's bound hands were clenched into fists, and the bulging veins on his forehead suddenly exploded, which was terrifying.

More and more cold sweat dripped from his temples, and the unbearable pain made him scream out, which made his scalp tingle.

As the iron receded, a piece of skin on his chest had turned black and was completely cooked, and the surrounding skin turned red...

This imprint can never be erased.

Tang Qixie clenched his teeth, his pale face flushed red from the pressure.

Slowly, he recovered from the pain and loosened his clenched hands.

People also fainted.

(End of this chapter)