shock!Crazy criticism of treacherous ministers was dumbfounded by soft beauty kiss

Chapter 36

The interior of the Prison Division was gloomy and damp, and the strong smell of blood filled the place, creating a sticky feeling.Every night, this place is really like a purgatory on earth.

The eunuchs guarding the door looked down and were pleasing to the eye, but they were all masters in the East Factory.

"I've seen Pei's palm print."

Several people knelt down in front of a pair of black soap boots, but the person who came did not stop and entered the prison department, and the person who followed behind him lit up the bright jade ring as usual.

The eunuchs outside didn't dare to get up until Pei Qing had gone far away. At this time, the backs of the two people who entered were already hidden in the dark dungeon and could not be seen clearly.

Someone frowned slightly, and found that the person holding the token just now didn't have any internal energy on him.

Song Qing'an followed Pei Qing step by step, wearing the clothes that Pei Qing sent yesterday.Although there are lights in the dungeon, they are too weak, mixed with the smell, it is really dizzy to walk in it.

Pei Qing's five senses are excellent due to his martial arts practice, so this kind of environment is as good as walking on the ground for him.Song Qing'an couldn't, she almost stumbled behind Pei Qing, and finally chose to grab Pei Qing's cuff in order to keep up.

A slight tugging sensation came, Pei Qing didn't seem to respond, but gradually slowed down, and put her hands behind her back.

Song Qing'an only looked at his feet, never paying attention to the front.So when Pei Qing stopped, Song Qing'an bumped into it in a rare daze.

With a sore nose, Song Qingan regained consciousness.Sensing the sight of her surroundings, she immediately tensed her scalp.

The eunuchs around looked a little dazed, and all of them felt that they had misread it.

How could there be such ignorant people in their East Factory!How dare you offend Pei's handprint like this!
However, Pei Qing didn't react much, and ordered people to open the cell door as usual.

The eunuchs all thought that the reckless person was afraid that he would get into big trouble.

If you don't deal with Pei's palm print right now...then...

In their eyes, Song Qing'an was already dead.

Song Qing'an had no idea what these people were thinking, the moment the cell door opened, a bloody smell that was a hundred times stronger than the outside rushed out.Song Qing'an was suffocated for breath, and his head became dizzy for a while.

Some eunuchs went in and lit the four corner lamps, and the prison was lit up immediately.Song Qingan narrowed his eyes slightly, not quite used to the sudden bright light.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Pei Qing also changed Song Qingan's appearance. Right now, Song Qingan has an ordinary face, only a pair of eyes are still attractive.

Pei Qing in front of her walked in, Song Qing'an was about to follow, but was stopped by eunuchs.

"What are you doing?" The eunuch's complexion was unkind, and his shrill voice was sinister.

"Let him in."

Hearing Pei Qing's words, the eunuch was obviously taken aback.Then he said respectfully: "Yes, Master Palm Print."

He stepped aside and let Song Qing'an in.Following his movements, Song Qing'an also saw clearly the situation in the prison.

The walls and the ground are covered with dark mottled marks, and there are various instruments of torture on the cases on both sides.There is a person hanging on the same mottled wooden shelf in the middle.It is said that it is a "human being", but in fact, it does not look like a human being.

Song Qing'an looked at the bloody man and frowned in disgust.

After she entered, Pei Qing turned her back and waved, and the cell door slowly closed.

"You all stand down," Pei Qing said with a calm face, but the words were filled with chilling intent, "Our family will interrogate him in person."

The eunuchs responded respectfully and retreated silently, and there was no one in the tunnel of the dungeon.

Pei Qing walked to one side, and lightly stroked the instrument of torture with her pale fingers under the candle.

"Princess, the one you want to see is him."

Pei Qing picked out a whip, the barbs on it were densely packed, and it could be said that it was even fleshy when whipped down.

He stood holding the whip, the candlelight flickered on his face, making his complexion even more sinister.Pei Qing slowly dipped the whip into the wooden barrel beside her, and lazily said to the man: "It's been so many days, why don't you still want to say it?"

The person on the wooden frame was obviously unable to answer, and could only hear the sound of "ho ho" coming from his throat.

The dirty long hair covered the man's face, Song Qing'an took a few steps forward, trying to see his appearance clearly.

The sound of ticking water was like the countdown before the execution, and the sound of "ho ho" became louder.Pei Qing obviously had limited patience, seeing that he was still not opening his mouth, she took out the whip.

"Princess, get out of the way."

Song Qing'an didn't have time to dodge, so he heard a "咻", the whip pierced the air, and slammed on his body.

But the man froze for a moment, and then twisted his body in pain.

Song Qingan couldn't dodge in time, and there was a bloodstain on his face due to the splashed blood.

Pei Qing glanced sideways, and saw Song Qing'an standing there as if stunned, with a glaring red mark on her face.

Although she knew that her face was full of disguises, Pei Qing still felt that the color was an eyesore.He waved to Song Qing'an, signaling her to come over.

"It's so dirty, don't you know how to avoid it?"

Pei Qing scolded Song Qing'an while wiping the blood stains. After wiping, he casually threw the Fang Jinpa on the ground.

"Pei's palm print...is he...?"

"It's nothing more than the people from the Needle Industry Bureau, they are quite courageous."

Pei Qing lifted her lips coolly, waved her arm and gave another whip.

He didn't move much, and looked very casual, but he saw the man tremble again.It's just that there are too many scars on his body, even if there are two new ones, they can't be distinguished.

The long whip in Pei Qing's hand was dripping water mixed with blood, as if the long whip was dripping with blood.He shook his wrist, and the long whip slapped on the ground, and there was even a faint crack on the ground.

In this square inch filled with bloody smell, Pei Qing is like a living Yama.

Song Qing'an has heard this name for a long time, but has never seen it with his own eyes.The most recent time before was probably the first time I met Xue Ye when he squeezed his chin and said the poison.

But even at that time, it was not as good as one of the thousand at the moment.

He turned his head to look sideways, the fierceness and bloodthirsty still in his pupils.

This is Pei Qing, the Pei Qing who can stop children crying at night and make the world fear.

Song Qing'an met his eyes, smiled Wen Wen, and put his plain hand on his hand holding the whip very naturally.

"Pei's palm print, does your hand hurt?"

Such a long whip often makes people's mouths hurt after waving it. Of course, people like Pei Qing feel a little numb at most.

Pei Qing raised her eyebrows in surprise, and replied, "It doesn't hurt."

He turned his eyes to the person on the wooden frame again, without any fluctuations in his tone: "It is said that no one who enters here can resist. But this person has endured for so many days, but he still hasn't said a word." .”

He snorted coldly: "Such a tolerant guy is rare among eunuchs."

As Pei Qing spoke, she was about to raise her arm when someone held her hand.

Song Qing'an's strength is not strong, Pei Qing can easily break free.But he didn't move, he just looked at Song Qing'an with no movement in his eyes.

"Pei's palm print, let me come."

Song Qing'an's hand gradually reached into Pei Qing's palm to get the whip.

"Isn't the princess afraid?"

Pei Qing let her move, and the "bloody" whip fell into Song Qing'an's hands,
It is not light, even Song Qingan can handle it, but it is impossible to wield it with the power of Pei Qing.

Her slender figure did not match this long whip, but when Song Qing'an smiled, there was something unspeakably ghostly about that plain face, and even the ferocious long whip became more suitable.

"Mu Zhi is not afraid, so I am not afraid."

Song Qing'an slowly raised his hand and said at the same time.

"From now on, if Mu Zhi hates anyone, I will hate anyone."

(End of this chapter)