Destiny Phoenix

Chapter 277
The brazier was carried into the dungeon by three people.

The scorched meat on the iron plate was shoveled off, and after a while, the entire iron plate became red again.As if a flame is burning on it, if you get a little closer, you can feel the scorching heat rushing towards your face.

Feng Qingyao stood at the door of the cell, looking inside through the wooden stakes of the cell.

There was unconcealable fear in the killer's eyes.

When the slices of raw meat were thrown on the iron plate, there was a "sizzling" sound, like a magic sound, echoing in his ears.He easily thought of the scene where he was thrown on the iron plate as a barbecue.

The fire light reflected in the eyes, and the fear was revealed even more unscrupulously.

Feng Qingyao was satisfied with this.

No matter how strong a person's will is, it can't withstand the erosion and consumption.She ordered Nanfang to grill meat piece by piece in front of him, letting him listen to the sound of meat pieces falling on the iron again and again.

Invisibly, that voice became a demon in his heart, making him empathize with it.

At this time, Nanfang still failed to understand Feng Qingyao's intentions. He just followed her instructions and directed the two of them to remove the shelf under the brazier, and put the brazier against the ground in front of the killer.

"I'll give you one last chance. If you confess, I'll let you live." Feng Qingyao stared at him and said.

"You come and kill me now!" the killer yelled out of control.

The fiery red iron plate was right in front of his feet, and the scalding heat could be felt all over his legs.

Nanfang looked at Feng Qingyao, apparently asking for her opinion.

Feng Qingyao nodded, and a moderate voice came into the cell, "Be gentle when you strike, don't always burn it. If it doesn't work once, try it a few more times. If the fire is too big, burn it a little bit more." Water, make the fire a little smaller and try again."

The calm appearance seemed to be teaching them how to barbecue.

The three teenagers shouted in unison: "Understood."

The frame on which the killer is tied is made through a special process, and the height and front and rear can be adjusted through the chain rail.Afraid that he would break free, Nanfang first checked the chains tied to his body, and then asked the other two companions to shake the wheel to raise the frame.

The iron chain "cracked" sounded.

After a while, the killer was sent directly over the brazier.

Nanfang stepped forward and pulled off the shoes on his feet.

The sound of the iron chain loosening continued, and it didn't stop until he was only half a foot away from the iron plate.The scorching heat came from the soles of his feet, and he instinctively curled his legs upwards.

Sweat rolled down, and every time a drop hit the iron plate, it made a "chuck" sound.

He was hanging on the brazier, the temperature was getting hotter and hotter, and the sweat was flowing more and more. The sound of the iron plate came one after another, and slowly joined together, which was somewhat similar to the "sizzling" sound of barbecue.

"Come here if you want to kill or cut, I'm not afraid of you!" He shouted, his clenched fists and the sweat on his forehead betrayed his panic at this moment.

Feng Qingyao pursed her vermilion lips lightly, and said a cold word, "Go down."

The sound of the iron chain sounded again, and the wooden frame slowly lowered. The killer curled up his legs with all his strength, but his legs were firmly fixed on the wooden frame. With a sound of "chi", the killer's feet landed on the fiery red iron plate.

Smoke rose from the iron plate, and the smell of burnt flesh permeated the air.

"Ah—" The killer couldn't bear the pain, and struggled violently. The wooden frame was shaken by him. He raised his left foot for a while, and then raised his right foot for a while, and the scorched flesh was stained on the iron plate. , the blood poured out from the soles of the feet, and was then dried by the hot iron plate——

"How dare you give me a good time?" The killer couldn't bear the severe pain in his feet, and shouted at Feng Qingyao hysterically.

Eyes blood red.

The south is fine, the two teenagers were frightened by the scene in front of them, and were stunned.

(End of this chapter)