Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 569 I don't know! (2)
Also, how could these people let her die so easily, they haven't asked her where the hero is yet.

This Lord Meteor seems to want to make her life worse than death, so that she can't bear the torture and pain, so he will tell him the whereabouts of the hero.

What if it made her life worse than death?She didn't say anything, she didn't say it when she ate the first whip, and she wouldn't say it when she ate the hundredth and thousand whips.

Because the hero is a good person, she can't let him down.

She has already endured the torment. If someone has to die, she alone is enough. A hero is like an eagle. How can an eagle endure being restrained, let alone die in such a dark place.

"Or don't say it?" The corners of Lord Meteor's eyes twitched sharply, the veins on his forehead popped out, his hands were clenched into fists, and his knuckles creaked, showing how angry he was.

"I don't know." This was still Qiao Xiaoyu's answer.

Even if they asked her a thousand times, her answer would still be this, why bother to ask her again and again.

"Bring the whip." Prince Yu stopped asking, but said coldly to the guard next to him, "Take the whip that I like the most."

After a while, the jailer respectfully handed a long whip to Lord Meteor's outstretched hand.

Prince Mete was not in a hurry to swing the whip, but moved the whip under Qiao Xiaoyu's drooping head, letting her see the long whip in his hand, and asked again, "Where is your accomplice?"

When Qiao Xiaoyu saw the whip in Lord Meteor's hand, her weak body shook involuntarily.

Because, the long whip is full of barbs.

Such a whip on the body is thousands of times more painful than ordinary whips on the body!
The fear reflected by Qiao Xiaoyu's body made Prince Mete very satisfied. Even a man couldn't bear such a whip on a person, let alone such a little girl who had been bruised all over her body.

Just when Prince Mete thought he would hear the answer he wanted from Qiao Xiaoyu, only Qiao Xiaoyu still said that answer, "I don't know."

Furious, Lord Mete took three steps back, waved the long whip in his hand, and threw the barbed long whip at Qiao Xiaoyu without hesitation!
"Crack!" Lord Meteor is tall and strong, and his hands are naturally strong. With such a whip, the sound of the whip resounded throughout the dungeon, causing the prison guards to swallow their saliva involuntarily, and feel chills all over their bodies.

However, in this dark and damp dungeon, only the sound of whips sounded, without a heart-piercing cry of pain, just like last night to now, only the sound of whips sounded in the dungeon without Qiao Xiaoyu's cry of pain and begging for mercy, and now it is also the same. in this way.

From the beginning to the end, Qiao Xiaoyu never yelled, let alone begged for mercy, as if she was a person without pain.

But she wasn't, and anyone could see that she wasn't.

At this moment, in order to endure the severe pain of the whip, she bit her lower lip to bleed out, and her black hair was soaked, as if she had been dipped in water.

A deep gash of blood spread from her left shoulder obliquely to her right waist, her clothes were torn, blood gushed out like a torrent, and her whole body was twitching endlessly.

Qiao Xiaoyu finally couldn't bear the severe pain and passed out.

From last night to now, this is the second time she has passed out.

Prince Mete just watched coldly, and didn't throw down the whip again, but ordered the guards: "Bring salt water and wake her up."

"Yes, my lord!" The jailer didn't dare to be slow at all, and quickly poured a bucket of salt water on Qiao Xiaoyu's body.

Qiao Xiaoyu passed out from the severe pain, and woke up again from the severe pain. The salt water soaked into her wound, and the pain made her almost pass out again.

Salt water trickled down her face, like her tears.

But in such a place, in front of such people, even if she really shed tears, no one would pity her and sympathize with her.

The only person who is not indifferent to her tears is the hero, but the hero just finds her tears annoying, not pity her.

Even if this is the case, it is good, at least it is not indifferent and turning a blind eye, so that she feels that she still exists, although it is not a pleasing existence.

Although Qiao Xiaoyu woke up, her vision became very blurred, everything in front of her eyes was hazy as if there were overlapping shadows, she couldn't see clearly the stern face of Lord Meteor, nor could she clearly see the stern face in his hand. Barbed whip.

The body felt like it was being burned by fire, and it hurt like a bone-piercing pain.

Her vision is so blurred, maybe it won't be long before she loses such blurred vision and becomes completely dark.

Because she didn't know how many whips her body could bear, when she couldn't bear it, she would die.

She will definitely endure until the last moment, and will not tell anything about the hero.

Heroes are benefactors.

The book says that to a benefactor, one must repay with one's life.

She can do it, she can do it.

When Qiao Xiaoyu thought that Lord Meteor ordered someone to wake her up and wanted her to eat the barbed whip in his hand again, who would have thought that Lord Meteor threw the long whip on the ground? .

Stop hitting her?

How is it possible, how could he let her go like this.

Yes, it is indeed impossible.

Because Lord Meteor threw the long whip, he reached out and picked up an iron that was reddened by the charcoal fire that was placed on the brazier.

The iron iron was half the size of a thumb, and it burned red in the charcoal fire. When Lord Meteor picked it up from the brazier, he turned over the red coal in the basin, and countless sparks came out, which made the charcoal fire crackle.

Still just like letting Qiao Xiaoyu look at the whip, Lord Meteor grabbed the long iron rod attached to the back of the iron brand, moved the red iron brand into Qiao Xiaoyu's line of sight, and still asked, "Say it or not?"

The red-hot iron made Qiao Xiaoyu's vision suddenly clear, and she could clearly see the terrifying thing in front of her.

She was afraid, very afraid.

But her answer remained the same.

"do not know."

"Okay, very good!" Lord Mete smiled angrily. He really couldn't think of where the stubbornness and backbone of this thin woman who seemed to die at any time came from. He decided not to ask any more questions, as long as he kept her for a day. The man who killed his Lin'er will always appear!
The next moment, Lord Meteor branded the red iron in his hand onto Qiao Xiaoyu's right cheek!
The smell of burnt flesh rushed into Qiao Xiaoyu's nose in an instant, and her lower lip was bitten by herself countless times.

She still didn't yell or utter a word.

This time, she didn't pass out, but her vision became extremely blurred.

I could only hear Lord Mete yelling and ordering: "Bring all the irons in this dungeon and burn them thoroughly! Take off her clothes, and brand them all over her body! This king wants to see if she can hold on!" When will it be!"

Qiao Xiaoyu could hear Prince Mete's words clearly, but she didn't move. At this moment, she didn't even have the strength to shudder.

Her vision was blurred, but her mind was still a little clear, and the thorns on her face and body stabbed her brain, making her awake.

The whole body is branded... In this case, she may not be able to bear it, and her clothes are stripped off her body, such a shameful thing, she doesn't want to...

She has no strength and her hands and feet are bound, but she still has a mouth.

She still has teeth.

As long as she bites off her tongue, she won't have to endure such a shameful thing.

She was born as a superfluous person, even if she died, no one would care that there was no superfluous person.

In fact, she doesn't want to be a superfluous person, she also wants to be a pleasing person.

The book says that people have reincarnation, and people will have an afterlife.

Then, will a superfluous person like her have an afterlife?
Probably not.

Prisoners were already putting whatever irons they could find into the brazier.

When Qiao Xiaoyu tried her best to stick her tongue between her teeth, she suddenly wanted to cry.

She endured the pain day and night, and she never cried out, let alone shed a single tear.

She was about to die now, but she suddenly wanted to cry.

She also wants an afterlife, and if there is an afterlife, she still wants to meet heroes.

The iron in the charcoal basin was getting redder and redder.

Qiao Xiaoyu's tongue has moved between his teeth.

As long as she exerts all her strength, she can be freed.

Vision became more and more hazy.

At the moment Qiao Xiaoyu closed his eyes and was about to bite off his tongue with all his strength, there was only a "bang" sound, followed by the sound of "ding ding dong" when the object fell to the ground.

It was the charcoal basin that was overturned, and the iron iron tongs, shackles, and other instruments of torture in the charcoal basin fell to the ground. The red coals scattered all over the floor, and one piece fell to Qiao Xiaoyu's feet, almost falling on her instep.

One prison officer shouted in panic, and at the same time, Prince Yu shouted in surprise and panic: "Hurry up and take him down!?"

But in the next moment, the prisoner's voice was no longer heard, but the muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and in an instant, even the voice of Prince Meteor stopped abruptly.

Among these chaotic sounds, there was also the clank of sword blades dancing.

The clank of the blade was not loud, a girl like Qiao Xiaoyu who had been living in the boudoir would not have heard it, but Qiao Xiaoyu could hear it because she had heard it.

Such a sudden movement made Qiao Xiaoyu's teeth that were about to bite off his tongue dangerously pressed against the surface of his tongue without exerting any force.

When Qiao Xiaoyu opened his eyes and tried to raise his head, he heard a furious roar.

"Mo Wei, you stupid fool, how dare you do this to Lao Tzu's woman! Lao Tzu peeled off your skin!"

(End of this chapter)