Male God, a Little Su

"No need."

Su Yan stroked her sleeves, her voice hoarse, "A place like the punishment hall is not something that a delicate girl like you can bear. Go in and take a look, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat for a few days, why bother?"

She lifted her foot and walked out, but the maid insisted on taking her to the door.

Seeing that Su Yan didn't turn her head back, she sighed, "Miss Wuyu, be nice to yourself."

Su Yan's footsteps paused, but she did not look back.

"They are both women, and they both serve the master. You and I both know what happens if you are rejected by the master. If there is a next time, please do your best and don't make mistakes again."

otherwise--

I am afraid that I can only abolish the whole body skills, go to the building to pick up customers, and exchange my body for information.

This is the fate of these people, they can't admit it.

"I see," Su Yan nodded, "Thank you, Miss Zheliu."

After all, strode away.

The punishment hall was set up at the back of the courtyard.

As soon as I walked in, I could smell the pungent smell of blood, and there were cells on both sides.

When Su Yan passed through the aisle, she could hear constant scolding and cursing at her.

"Bitch! You must die!"

"Who is this time for arraignment?"

"It really is the most poisonous woman's heart! Slut!"

"Snapped--"

A whip was violently thrown away, and it came to the subordinate behind him.

The whip slammed heavily on the man's face, instantly tearing open.

He had heavy shackles on his feet that rattled with every step he took. His body was covered in blood, and his face could not be seen clearly.

Most of the people detained in this torture hall were sent in by their own hands.

If they could, they would be eager to peel off Su Ro's skin, dismantle Su Ro's bones, and devour her flesh and blood.

"Just say a few more words if you want to die! I think you all want to go to the execution hall again!"

Su Yan didn't answer, and walked past without looking sideways.

Passing through a secret door, the eyes are instantly wide.

There were all kinds of scalp-numbing torture instruments hanging on the wall. Su Yan walked over and lay down directly on a bench.

When the person who was drinking tea slowly saw this, his eyelids jumped, and suddenly he threw the tea cup on the table with a bang, and strode towards Su Yan.

"How many times this month? Why are you here again? Don't say anything, what do you want me to say about you? If the mission fails again, do you really want to be abolished and do that thousands of people riding thousands of people? people--"

Those vicious words, he didn't say anything, swallowed the rest of the question, and sighed, "How many whips did His Highness punish you this time?"

"one hundred."

Su Yan lowered her eyes and looked at the ground lightly.

As if the body is not his own, even when he heard Fengman's questioning, his eyes never changed for a moment.

The wind was full of anger, and he handed Su Yan a handkerchief, "Well, new, bite yourself! One hundred whips, does Your Highness want to beat you to death?"

As the head of the punishment hall, he is also the executioner. Even the dark guards who have experienced life and death training since childhood would not be able to survive his methods.

Although Su Rou can endure it, Feng Man still doesn't remember the wounds on her body, right?

"Go ahead, hurry up." Su Yan played with the veil, "I'm a little sleepy."

"You, you! How do you tell me how to say hello? I'll try to be as light as possible, and I'll send someone to send you back later."

Su Yan didn't say a word, and she didn't say she was going back.

The whips in this torture hall are all barbed, and when a whip goes down, it is brought out with flesh and blood, which is very terrifying.

With a hundred whips, Su Yan really couldn't go out completely.

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