The king's fierce concubine: women don't be arrogant

Chapter 280 Six: Again

Such eyes made Dong Lingjue feel a little inexplicably unhappy, especially this face, which was so similar to Mu Lan, that he always had the illusion of taking her as Mu Lan.However, seeing her at a loss made him want to force out her true colors.

"Or, do you like a gentler way?" He seemed to be ### and seemed to comfort her lips again, but his slender big hands stroked her soft and smooth belly, following the perfect curve, Gently remove the last barrier on her body.

With a crisp sound of "pa", Dong Lingjue's face felt hot and raw, his arms suddenly emptied, and his eyes immediately felt a glare of light.

"Shame!" A crisp angry shout was right in front of my eyes.Dong Lingjue looked up. This time, the scene changed to a certain exquisite and luxurious mansion, and he became the most abrupt existence in this mansion. He was bound around the pillars in the house with iron chains. superior. [

The one who hit him was naturally the woman in red. When she was angry, she had the same aura as Mu Lan, her pretty face was flushed red with anger or shame.There were also two maids in the room, blushing and staring fiercely at some part of his body with angry eyes.

Tang Lingjue followed their gaze and lowered his head slightly, then frowned.Damn it, it was clearly just an illusion, yet his body reacted.I just don't know if this scene is real or just another illusion.

Thinking of this, the corners of his lips twitched evilly, looked at the woman in front of him, and said, "Is this your illusion or mine? Why do you always have the same face, although I have to admit that your trick is Quite a few, but can you change someone next time?"

The woman's eyes were cold, she glanced at him, and said: "Come here, take this dirty-minded man out for me and burn him, together with this pillar!"

"Yes." Immediately someone answered outside the door, and then, a dozen people dressed as guards walked in, and some of them held a saw and ax and began to tear down the pillar that was tied to him.

Dong Ling couldn't laugh or cry, and simply let them toss. Soon, the pillar was cut off along the top of his head, and the guards walked out carrying him with the pillar.

The cruel woman followed him all the way, and the guards carried him to the open space outside the courtyard, where a fire had already been set up.The two sides of the fire were built like a stove, and Dong Ling reckoned that as long as he was put on the stove, he would be cooked within a short while.

He tried to struggle, but the iron chains on his hands and feet were as thick as a child's arm, and he couldn't stop struggling.It seemed that this time he was destined to be buried in a sea of ​​flames.

The woman's face was indifferent, as if what was about to be roasted was just a wild boar or a badger, she raised her hand gracefully, signaling the guards to do it.

Knowing that he couldn't escape, Dong Ling felt a little relieved in desperation, closed his eyes, and let the guards carry him to the blazing stove.

Seeing his calm appearance, the woman felt a little bored instead, and ordered the guards to stop temporarily, and said: "He still looks like a king, why, are you really not afraid of death? Don't you think about begging for mercy for yourself? Maybe I'm in the mood Well, I can give you a few more days to live."

"I never beg for mercy." Dong Lingjue responded indifferently, lying down and looking at her, and said, "However, if I can add more firewood, I will be very grateful. Of course, I also hope that your country's People don't have a taste for barbecue."

There was an incomprehensible emotion in the woman's eyes, she frowned slightly, and said with a sneer, "The mouth is still quite hard, burn it on the shelf."

Following her order, the guards carrying the pillar continued to move forward, and soon, they put him and the pillar on the stove.

It has to be said that this stove frame is quite ingeniously designed. There is a depression on each end of the shelf, and the pillars are stuck in the grooves. Even if the people on it struggle for a while, the pillars will not roll down.

As soon as the pillar was placed on the fire, the burning flames immediately surrounded him, biting his body through the pillar ###, bringing a burst of burning pain.Dong Lingjue clenched his fists and endured, feeling his skin sizzling under the scorching fire.The sound of firewood pibo is even more like the sound of joints bursting.

Dong Lingjue had personally experienced the feeling of being in a sea of ​​fire once, but it was far less cruel and painful than this feeling.The firewood wasn't too hot, and it wasn't enough to burn him to death in a short period of time, but this kind of slow-fire torment was the most frustrating, and it could be described as "I can't live, I can't die".

The innate pride made him grit his teeth and endure, but beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and he tasted a fishy sweetness in his mouth.

"Are you really so cruel?" With a sliver of reason still remaining, he looked at her through the firelight, and the jumping sparks reflected her glamorous and enchanting. [

"In terms of ruthlessness, who can compare to your royal family of Youzhu Kingdom?" The woman avoided his gaze with a cold voice.

She hated him, and that was the last message he read.The skin on his body split open, and the blood that flowed out was quickly dried by the fire. This method of death is really better than any kind of torture. Dong Ling thought with all his heart, his lip had been bitten, and the pain was extreme, and his consciousness began to blurred.

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Many influences flashed through his mind at that moment, related to the woman who claimed to be the former face, and also related to Mu Lan. This was the first time he had experienced the taste of death so truly.

"What's wrong with him? Why is his body getting hotter and hotter?" There was a vaguely familiar voice in his ear talking anxiously.

"It seems that this has no effect on him." Another equally familiar voice responded.

"Then what will happen to him?" The voice from before became uneasy.

"The sweat is coming out, there shouldn't be any serious problems." Another voice comforted.

Then, there was silence.

Is he still alive?While thinking this way, Dong Lingjue suddenly found that the pile of flames burning him had disappeared, and the surrounding air became cool, and even the pain of scorched flesh disappeared instantly. be traced.

He tried to move his eyelids and opened them.

This time, it seems to be in a shabby hut, because the gauze above the head is very rough and worn out, the bed board under the body is as stiff as the floor, and even the quilt covering the body has an unpleasant smell damp smell.

Without exception, the woman was sitting beside his bed, holding a wet towel to wipe him. When she saw him wake up, she was stunned, and then a look of joy floated on her face, "You finally woke up."

Dong Ling tried his best to smile, looked at her, and said, "Can you still have some new tricks?"

The woman was slightly taken aback, took a wet towel and dipped it on his forehead a few times, and said: "The fever is gone, but the anger is not small."

Dong Lingjue stretched out his hand to grab her wrist, looked into her eyes evilly, and said warningly: "Why, it wasn't enough before, and you want to do it again?"

As soon as the woman heard this, her complexion changed immediately, and she pressed her nose against his nose and asked displeasedly, "What do you do again? Do you do it again with whom?"

Dong Lingjue retracted his arms, and easily hugged her into his arms, biting her red lips, and said, "Do you really like to play this kind of silly play? Since you like to pretend to have amnesia, I will Come to remind you well."

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