The host of the beauty is holding a beautiful murder

Chapter 137 The General is Above and I am Below (29)

"It's so cold... I'm playing mud in the northeast, although the northeast... um!"

Yun Yuan was singing high, suddenly several people walked in.

After a closer look, none of these people seemed to be carrying any big items.

Glancing at the person who told her to wait just now, he didn't even bring in ice cubes with empty hands.

"You are Luo Cheng's concubine." Di Gu Linma spoke very softly, which was very close to his appearance.

When he first came in, Yun Yuan glanced at him and then looked away.

Although this person has good looks, but his looks are too motherly, neither beautiful nor delicate, Yun Yuan is so tired that he doesn't want to take a second look.

At this moment, Yun Yuan ignored Di Gulinma's question.

"Prince, this woman has a very bad temper. I think it's better to torture her directly!"

"Don't!" Yun Yuan spoke weakly, his voice was soft and soft, as if he had been starving for days and had no energy to speak, "I don't know anything, please let me go!"

Torture?

It hurts!
Recalling Chu Zhiyan's ruthless slicing technique back then, Yun Yuan trembled physically and mentally.

Compared with that pain, she would rather die.

"Woman, you'd better tell me everything you know right away, otherwise..." Di Gulinma smiled ferociously.

Yun Yuan lowered his head, his voice was soft but firm, "I don't know anything."

"You!" Digulinma narrowed her eyes dangerously and raised her hand, "Hit me hard until she is willing to speak!"

Someone brought a graceful and luxurious seat to Digu Linma.

Sitting in the dungeon with a harsh environment, Digulinma watched his men burn the iron and took out all kinds of torture instruments.

The instruments of torture have been stored for a long time, they are covered with dust, and some are even rusted.

Yun Yuan's small face was pale, he couldn't imagine how horrible it would be to use these instruments of torture on him, and there was dust and rust on them!
So dirty!
Very easily infected.

【Master, I don't think dirt is a problem, the problem is that it hurts! 】Fat Rongrong has the tone of a melon-eating crowd.

"Don't think that I don't know that you are gloating!" Yun Yuan gritted his teeth in hatred.

After she becomes a big winner in life, she will braise, steam, deep-fry, and salad the fat velvet...

【Master, I'm so fat, I'm full of fat under the skin, it's not tasty. 】The fat and fluffy clothes are pitiful.

Yun Yuan snorted coldly, he didn't like fat fluff.

Just about to name a few meat dishes that are world famous, Yun Yuan opened his mouth: "Ah——"

The tragic screams of pain echoed in the water prison.

"Ah..." The painful cries were repeated without interruption.

Originally, Yan Yuexi's green hands were scorched by the red-hot iron.

"Say!"

"I don't know anything..." Yun Yuan was so painful that he had no strength, his lips parted and closed, and he uttered light words.

"If you don't know, bake until you know!" Di Gu Linma said angrily.

His subordinates threw the iron into the charcoal stove, walked to Yun Yuan, and tore off her clothes in the water, revealing only a thin obscene garment.

The obscene clothes are very white.

Some water was released, and the water level dropped to Yunyuan's waist.

The subordinates picked up the whip, raised their hands, and whipped at Yun Yuan with all their strength.

Soon, the skin was ripped apart, and bloody flowers were drawn out of Yun Yuan's body, which were blurred by the water, staining the white obscene clothes.

"Do you think I can't deal with Luo Cheng if you don't tell me?" Di Gulin laughed out loud, "Even if you don't tell me, I know what Luo Cheng wants to do."

(End of this chapter)