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Chapter 157 Continue, don't let her die!

She was bound hands and feet, and tied to a cross-like wooden stick. The rotting skin had been glued together with the blood-stained and torn clothes.

Under the cover of the clothes, it can be seen that her original white and tender skin has already changed. Large and small welts, scalds, and knife wounds are all scattered on her body, and her bones are broken. Li, skinny, and shocking are not enough to describe her current miserable appearance.

Her hair was messy, like a ball of straw, and there were lice growing on her head, but she didn't care about that anymore.

These days, she has been subjected to such torture every day, trying to end her own life in agony, but every time she is stopped by the guards.

She spent every day in torment, wishing she could kill herself.

But she still didn't know that the person who tied her was no longer the original person, but a cold-blooded and bloodthirsty man like the devil in front of her.

There was only one thought in her mind, if she could get out alive, she must find out who tortured her, and then cut them into pieces.

Mo Tingchuan looked at Shen Wenhan and smiled with satisfaction. As long as a woman who offended Jiaojiao falls into his hands, it will not end well.

He had a very good idea, making these people's bones into necklaces and giving them to Jiaojiao, she would be very happy, right?
However, if Sheng Jiaojiao knew about his perverted thoughts, she would definitely run away from him.

"Go on, don't let her die!"

His words sounded in Shen Wenhan's ears, like a demon urging her to die, she would rather die now!

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But Shen Wenhan didn't know that the man she had been missing for a long time, An Chongnan, was suffering the same torment and pain as her.

Only a wall separated An Chongnan, his limbs were bound, his mouth was poured with medicine, his throat was completely disabled, and he could not speak at all.

His breath was low and weak, and he could only utter some inarticulate words.

He didn't know how he offended that terrifying man, it was as if overnight, Mo Tingchuan developed some inexplicable hatred for him, and locked him in a dark dungeon.

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"Jiaojiao, I'll feed you."

With pampering eyes, Mo Tingchuan blew cold on her bite by bite, and then put it into her mouth.

In the past few days, Sheng Jiaojiao did not contradict him, but quietly followed his arrangements, as if she was used to this kind of life.

But, in fact, she was thinking about how to escape from this ghostly place all the time.

The only way is to let this pervert relax his vigilance a bit, and let him reduce his supervision of her.

"Jiaojiao is so pretty, I'll never get tired of looking at her for the rest of my life."

He looked at her face greedily, and couldn't help touching her cheek with his fingers, with unresolved affection in his eyes.

He never knew what beauty and ugliness were before, but now he only thinks that the woman in front of him is beautiful, and he just wants to keep her by his side for the rest of his life.

Sheng Jiaojiao turned her head away, and his fingers touched her body, giving her a delicate and cold touch, without the rough warmth of her husband.

She tried her best to conceal her dislike and dissatisfaction with him, and said softly, "The handcuffs have swollen my hands, so please let me go?"

Mo Tingchuan touched her wrist, and sure enough, a red and swollen mark was left on her fair wrist, and a little blood was drawn on her ankle and ankle.

(End of this chapter)