I Just Want to Play the Game Quietly

"I really want to continue to be punished like this, I'm afraid we won't be dead before we can finish all the criminal laws." Zhou Wen looked to Chu He and asked: "Professor Chu, in addition to the punishment, is there any other way to get steps? When we came before, we encountered some dimension creatures. After those dimension creatures died, will there be anything special? "

Chu He shook his head very surely: "There is no other way. Only by being able to be sentenced in the torture house, you can get the number of steps."

Zhou Wen turned his head to look at the Long Street, and saw that apart from them, basically all the others had already entered the torture chamber and were being punished.

It's a pity that no sound can be heard beyond ten steps, otherwise the whole screams will be heard one after another.

"Little brother, do you want to try the tortured swords too, maybe you have more tolerance than me, how many steps can you take?" Liu Yun encouraged, he wanted to see, Zhou Wen was like that. How long you can survive torture.

"I'll forget it." Zhou Wen shook his head. He looked around the torture chamber and planned to try a less serious penalty.

Although the torture chamber can be entered directly without having to walk over, this range is within ten steps. If the torture chamber is more than ten stone slabs away, there is no way to be sentenced.

Now they are ten steps away from the torture chamber, and there are only one on the left and the other on the left.

On the right is the caning, which reads a lash.

It's almost the same as a thousand swords. They are used to hang them, but one is cutting meat and the other is using a whip.

Liu Yun was also looking at the whip, and when he saw a rattan whip, he said: "Then I will try this whip again, my flesh is still very hard and I should be able to stand it a few more times."

Having said that, Liu Yun shouted into the caning room: "I will be whipped."

Like last time, Liu Yun's body disappeared, and he was hung in the caning room, and then another ghostly white figure appeared and picked up the rattan whip.

When the whip was thrown by the white shadow, it spread out. The original smooth whip had spikes, like thorns and vines.

"Pop!" There was a clear whip, and Liu Yun suddenly appeared a **** whip mark.

After a few lashes, Liu Yun's body was already blurred by the flesh and blood, even more scary and scary than just the thousands of swords.

Liu Yun only gave up a dozen whip this time, and he chose to give up. After being put back, it seemed that his spirit had become a bit debilitating.

"His sister, this simply doesn't give us a way of life. How could human beings be punished like this? Being tortured is death, not being tortured is death, but also punished by a hair!" Liu Yun cursed.

"I'll give it a try, too." Zhou Wen thought about it and shouted into the flogging room: "I'm going to be flogged."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhou Wen felt a flower in front of her, and her body seemed to have been moved by some force. When the reaction came back, the person was already hung in the whip room.

A white ghost appeared in front of him, already holding the rattan whip.

"Little brother, call out if it hurts, don't bear it. The more you endure the pain, the louder it will be, the louder the better." Liu Yun said gloatingly.

In fact, he is also having fun in pain, trying to reduce his mental stress, not really want to see Zhou Wen screaming.

"Okay." Zhou Wen responded with a sigh, and switched the vitality tactics to Tao, and the gods avoided their lives and closed their eyes.

However, the avoidance of the gods by the gods has no effect on the white ghost. Obviously, the punishment in this chamber does not belong to the category of taboo power.

When Zhou Wen saw the gods avoiding uselessness, he quickly switched to a small Prajna, and at the same time turned on the prison king's life soul. Under the action of the prison king's life soul, Zhou Wen had strong control over himself, which not only enhanced his physique but also removed the pain.

No matter how severe the injury was, Zhou Wen would not feel pain, as if the painful nerve had been removed.

Zhou Wen also did not intend to be punished all the time. He just wanted to take a whip and try to see what kind of power this punishment was.

But Zhou Wen had just used the soul of the prison king, and the white ghost that had already been drawn with a whip suddenly pulled back the whip suddenly, but did not pull it down.

"Little brother, what's going on? You won't be able to bear even a whip, so you give up?" Liu Yun saw this scene and thought Zhou Wen had given up.

But what happened next made Liu Yun's mouth wide open.

I saw the white ghost holding the whip, and threw a thunder, kneeling in front of Zhou Wen, slumping his head on the ground, trembling trembling there.

Click!

The shackles that locked Zhou Wen's hand turned on automatically, leaving Zhou Wen's body down.

Only Zhou Wen did not give up his sentence, so he did not return to the long street, but fell into the whip room.

His feet landed on the ground. No numbers appeared on the floor here, probably because the number of steps was not counted in the execution room.

"Little master ... what's the situation ..." Liu Yun was stunned and straightened Zhou Wen, and the white ghost lying trembling in front of Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen himself did not expect that his own prison king's soul would have such an effect.

Glancing at the white ghost lying on the ground, Zhou Wen groaned and said to it: "Stand up ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ That white ghost is so obedient, stand up obediently, but the body is still shaking, watching He seemed to be terrified.

"Don't be afraid, come and flick me." Zhou Wen said softly to the white ghost.

The white ghost trembled again, and suddenly lay on the ground again, scratching his head in front of Zhou Wen.

"Stand up for me. I said you'll smoke if you smoke. This is an order." Zhou Wen said coldly to the white ghost.

The white ghost trembled and got up, holding the whip in his hand, but he dared not draw Zhou Wen.

"If you want to do it, just do it, but you have to do it lightly, just touch it." Zhou Wen ordered the white ghost.

The white ghost held the whip and still dared not to move. Zhou Wen glared at it before he finally flung off the whip and drew it to Zhou Wen's body.

The whip whistled past in the air, but it only caught Zhou Wen's clothes and immediately took it back. Zhou Wen only felt that the skin was touched by the clothes, and there was no pain at all.

The white ghost was terrified, and lay on the ground and scratched his head again.

"You did a good job, yes, that's it, draw me a few more whip." Zhou Wen encouraged.

Then the white ghost stood up tremblingly and drew back to Zhou Wen's body, still the same as before, and put it back on his clothes.

Zhou Wen found a place to sit down, took out his mobile phone and watched the white ghost torture.

"Here ... heavier here ... my shoulders are a little sour ... knock me here ... please push harder ..." Zhou Wen also instructed the white ghost where to go from time to time.

"It's OK?" Liu Yun and Chu He were stunned when they looked outside, and everyone looked stupid.

The original horror atmosphere disappeared at this time. I saw the white ghost holding a rattan whip and serving Zhou Wen in front of and behind the saddle, like a technician in a friction shop.