Evil Emperor's Poisonous Beast Concubine

The evil voice echoed in their ears like a demonic sound, giving both of them the urge to faint. The whip was not enough, and they could not imagine how painful it would be next.

Ruyan Moxie was stunned, yes! These two women burned the hair off her back. If the rope hadn't been disconnected inexplicably and she escaped in time, her back would definitely have been burned.

Horrible.

But Han Qianye remembered it clearly and now wanted to avenge her.

"Here comes someone!" Han Qianye shouted.

At this time, several people came in with red soldering irons. Han Qianye gently touched Ruyan Moxie and said, "Xiao Xie'er, what do you think about using the soldering iron to write on their faces?"

This trick is so poisonous! Ru Yan Mo Xie couldn't help but applaud him from the bottom of her heart. Han Qianye was indeed worthy of being called the Evil Emperor. This torture trick was so unique.

The two women fainted when they heard Han Qianye's words. What women love most is their beautiful faces. If they use a soldering iron to write on their faces, they might as well just kill them.

"Wake up—" Han Qianye ordered coldly.

The two women were surprised by the severe pain. Obviously, they could not escape the fate by fainting.

At this time, Han Qianye asked Yan Moxie, "Xiao Xie'er, what do you think we should write?"

"Okay, you make the decision!"

Ru Yan Mo Xie glanced at the two women, wondering what words to write on their flowery faces! Suddenly, Ru Yan Mo Xie's eyes lit up, "Yes."

However, when Han Qianye asked her what the use was, she couldn't speak.

"You can write it on the palm of Gu's hand." He knew that Xiao Xie'er could understand human speech. He saw her expression just now and had doubts in his heart. Xiao Xie'er might also be able to read.

Writing, wouldn't it be strange for a little beast to write? Would Han Qianye regard him as a monster and throw him out of the palace? He pretended to be confused and looked at Han Qianye.

"If you know how to write, don't act stupid, otherwise you will know the consequences." Han Qianye threatened.

Nothing can escape the eyes of this monster. If you want to die, then die! Ru Yanmoxie used his small flesh pad to write words on the palm of Han Qianye's hand, and the soft feeling spread from the touch to his heart.

, making his calm heart tremble slightly.

When Ru Yan Mo Xie completely wrote those two words, Han Qianye's lips curved into an evil smile, "You are indeed my little Xie'er, just as I thought.

Ru Yanmoxie wrote six characters, one is "crazy woman" and the other is "mad woman".

"Crazy woman, crazy woman, please use the hottest iron to write for me. If you write well and write well, you will be rewarded even if you are alone."

Anyone else would never be able to do anything to such a fair and beautiful face, but the people holding the soldering iron were some perverted executors. The first time they performed such a perverted task made their whole bodies excited.

He grabbed the two women and came to write, respectfully following Han Qianye's order. It was nice and big.

The screams, the miserable screams, the hot iron being placed on the fragile face, the pain was unbearable just thinking about it, Gu Yi'er and Gu Ru'er were twitching in pain.

After everything was over, the two women fainted.

Using the ultimate method to wake them up, the orphan no longer wanted to live and cried and begged: "Your Majesty, please just kill me! Stop torturing me,"

Gu Ruer, on the other hand, rushed towards the pillar directly and decisively, preparing to hit him and kill him.