There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 1390 The Empress Who Gives Death Shocks the World

Chapter 1390 The Empress Who Gives Death Shocks the World (1)
In the dark and damp dungeon, the smell of rot and blood can be smelled from a long distance away, but anyone with a certain status is reluctant to enter here, because it is incompatible with their status, and the unpleasant smell inside also makes them feel uncomfortable. Nausea.

But today, two noble people came. Both of them are the Ninth Five-Year Zun with power over the world.

This dungeon is the most secure dungeon in the palace of the Chu State. They are not serious criminals, and generally they will not be imprisoned easily. The guards guarding the outside are also the most elite guards in the Chu State. The dungeon was so surrounded that not even a fly could get in.

In the prison, the sound of whipping was still ringing, accompanied by the sound of cursing from the jailer. The strange thing is that after the whip fell down, the beaten person did not make any begging for mercy, and even the muffled sound No.

If they hadn't seen the lashes falling on him with their own eyes, and the white clothes on his body were stained with blood, almost everyone would have thought that those lashes hadn't hit him at all.

Chu Yuchen's face was frosty, and there was a cold light on his stern face that made people feel chills all over his body.

Those who were closer to him couldn't help crawling down, shaking all over their bodies, feeling like an unrivaled demon standing in front of them.

Chu Yuchen was in a bad mood, and the people in the dungeon were even more trembling, fearing that an inadvertent mistake would make the emperor angry.

"Boom..." Wherever Chu Yuchen passed, organs were opened layer by layer, and all the guards knelt on the ground.

After bypassing several dark stone paths, he quickly came to the cell where Feng Ling was.

In the distance, the sound of cursing became more and more clear.

"Beg for mercy, if you don't beg for mercy, I will beat you to death."

"The bones are quite hard. I want to see how hard it is." The sound of the whip lashing became faster and faster, and the person who was wielding the whip could still hear that he was panting, thinking that he was tired from the whip.

"No one who enters the dungeon can get out alive. You'd better be honest with me."

"Don't you beg for mercy? I'll beat you to death, beat you to death..."

Chu Yuchen raised his eyes coldly, and looked coldly at Feng Ling whose limbs were bound by iron chains made of thousand-year-old black essence.

At this time, Feng Ling was still as cold and aloof as before, clean and cheerful. At this time, his hair was disheveled, and his black hair was dripping with cold sweat, almost dripping water.

The white clothes on his body had been stained red by blood at some point, and all kinds of welts were criss-crossed.His head drooped limply, and his disheveled black hair blocked his peerless and magnificent face.

With every swing of the whip, Feng Ling's body trembled.Even so, Feng Ling didn't make any sound.

People who don't know him may think that those whips that fell on Feng Ling's body were just scratching itches and would not cause him any pain at all.

Only those who are familiar with Feng Ling will realize that Feng Ling is enduring great pain at this time, otherwise, with his stubborn nature, when the whip falls, he will never tremble.

Chu Yuchen glanced to the side, there was salt water and chili water. You don't need to look much to know that the whips that beat him were quenched with salt water and pepper water.

The jailer didn't know if he was tired from the whipping, so he paused the beating, rubbed his arms constantly, and muttered, "I've been whipped so hard that my hand hurts, I don't believe you won't beg for mercy, shit."

As soon as he turned around, the jailer saw the Nine-Five Lord in a bright yellow dragon robe standing coldly in front of him. He was so frightened that the three souls lost seven souls, their feet softened, and they knelt down with a plop, trembling, "Your Majesty... ...The little one sees the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor."

(End of this chapter)

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