There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 390 The Tragedy of Tragedy and Soul Transformation (3)
"Crack..." Another whip was whipped fiercely, and Feng Ling cursed coldly, "Begging for mercy, aren't you very good at begging for mercy? Aren't you afraid of death? Why don't you beg? Beg for mercy."

Ah Ruo bowed his head, and couldn't bear to watch that scene. Suqin would be crippled if he didn't die. Even if he wasn't crippled, he would be sick for more than half a month. No medicines of any kind helped.

"Pa...pa..." In the dark stone room, apart from the painful humming, there was only the crackling sound of the whip, and Feng Ling's furious cursing.

"Bitch, you also want to take revenge. It's just wishful thinking. You deserve to be just a pawn. Don't you want to take revenge? Please, please spare your life. Maybe I can forgive you when I'm in a good mood." A dog's life."

Yang Churuo clenched her fists tightly, although her eyes were full of tears, and her delicate face was distorted in pain, but her heart was extremely desolate, and Feng Ling's words kept being reflected in her mind, since she also wanted revenge, it was simply wishful thinking , she deserves to be only a pawn... She can only be a pawn...

"Snapped……"

"Pfft..." Yang Churuo's mouth was sweet, and a mouthful of blood could no longer be held back. It overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he fell down weakly. His eyes began to loosen, and he smiled bitterly. Today...she is going to be beaten to death in the Here it is...

Closing her eyes in pain, she waited for the whip to fall, but the whip did not fall, but was dragged to the front of the snake den. Yang Churuo instinctively struggled to stay away from the snake den and the group of snakes, but her body made her unable to move at all.

"Don't you want to live? As long as you kneel on the ground and beg me, I may be merciful and not push you into the snake den." Feng Ling pressed Yang Churuo's head into the snake den with all his might.

Yang Churuo's pupils constricted and she struggled desperately. She could even feel that many snakes saw her and came towards her one after another. , the distance is still a bit far, and she was not thrown, but she is sure that if this continues, it will be a matter of time before she is bitten.

A scene flashed in my mind, that was Xuanyuan Jinze, and he pressed her head like this, making her face the snakes, and let the snakes crawl up to her one by one, biting her sharp teeth. on her.

Yang Churuo struggled, tears of fright and helplessness overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

Ah Ruo looked down at the thousands of snakes of different species in the snake cave, and shivered for no reason.

If a living person was pushed to the bottom of the snake den, how would he be bitten?
Miss Su has been bitten quite a few times before, that's why she is so afraid of pain.

Since you are afraid, why don't you give in to the master? Maybe if you give in to the master, the master will forgive her. If she doesn't ask for mercy again, the master will really push her to the bottom of the snake den.

Yang Churuo gave up struggling and closed his eyes dejectedly.That sense of powerlessness hit her heart again, and she choked up, "What do you want?"

"What do I want? Don't you know? Ah Ruo, tell her again."

Ah Ruo shook his body, bowed his head and said in a deep voice, "Those who are not good at doing things, those who act on their own initiative, a hundred times... a hundred people will be defiled, skinned and cramped, so as to serve as a warning to others."

Yang Churuo's eyes darkened, trembling helplessly.

Defiled by a hundred people... Defiled by a hundred people... It would be better to just kill her...

"Bang..." Yang Churuo groaned in pain after being thrown down.

"I'll give you two choices now. First, you will be defiled by hundreds of people, and you will be humiliated to death. Second, you will obediently jump down from the snake den. If you survive, I will not kill you." Feng Ling said with a gloomy expression. Terrible, with half-closed eyes, sneering eeriely from time to time, condescending, looking at the bruised Yang Churuo, with his palms tightly clenched.

(End of this chapter)