The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 605 She's not screaming badly enough!
Murong Ying listened very seriously.

"If you step on it, you're all dead!"

Hearing this, they all moved further away from the small grid at their feet.

He Anjia teased Chongyan: "Listen, I tell you that it is dangerous not to step on these grids, you listened to me, right?"

Chong Yan clutched his small chest with palpitations: "Fortunately, I didn't step on it!"

The implication is that fortunately he is a strict wife!Save my life!

Guided by the guards, they saw a majestic stone wall. The exquisite patterns engraved on it were of great value at first glance, and they were also decorated with red crystals and emeralds.

Before entering through the stone wall, they smelled a very pungent, stomach-churning smell.

Murong Ying immediately frowned, even the guards leading the way slapped their noses with their hands.

"Go in for a while, but don't be like this now. Listen to me, and you can get out of it smoothly."

Is this young leader of Liushuang Pavilion as terrifying as the rumors say?
People will die at every turn... If this makes him the king of a country, he must be wiped out of a prosperous age.

But can a lunatic who treats people's lives as guinea pigs be expected to manage a country well?

Murong Ying glanced at his head, letting the nausea in his stomach dissipate a bit, took another big breath of fresh air outside, and then walked in holding his breath.

Murong Ying and Chong Han handed over the food basket to the personal guard of the young gang leader. After they entered the stone wall, their vision became wider——

The terrain inside was sunken. They walked down two steps, and Cai finally saw clearly the man who was sitting on a high platform not far away, exuding dignity all over his body.

In front of them, there were rows of various reagents with bright colors. The pungent smell they smelled should come from there!
The young gang leader in white robes didn't think the smell was pungent like them, and it would make his stomach churn. On the contrary, he put his nose in front of the reagent with fascination, and used his nose to enjoy it...

"Well, with such a meaning..."

Murong Ying and the others stood in a row, and they could see each other as long as they turned their heads.

They don't understand what this young gang leader means.

With such a little meaning... what does it mean?
"Remove the shutter of the cell door!"

After saying that, the white-robed man in a high position immediately stood up from his seat, holding a pungent and shiny colored liquid in his hand.

Four guards came to one side of the wall, everyone was puzzled by Murong Ying.

Could it be that there is something behind this wall?

Sure enough, in the next second, the "wall" was lifted up by four guards, followed by a living person lying on the bed who couldn't survive or die!
Their eyes were red-eyed, and the wailing of the people inside was dense and dense, like needles piercing their hearts!

Behind each person represents a family, but at this moment, they are lying on the narrow bed like puppets, waiting for the nightmare of being tortured all the time!

The young gang leader walked to the prison door, as if he was picking, and chose a weak and weak woman inside. He stretched out his index finger: "It's her, bring her out to me."

The guard said respectfully: "Yes!"

Only that weak woman, she didn't scream badly enough!
After the guards brought out the weak woman who had no strength to bind a chicken, he poured the white powder in his other hand into her mouth without even thinking about it——

(End of this chapter)