Flowers bloom on the Moshang for the return of the king

Chapter 177 Caning
A white marble pillar, as thick as a person's arms, is engraved with countless complicated patterns, like spells and totems, and there are several chains on it.

But Wu Jiuzi's body was tightly locked on the pillar, and her two arms were forced to hold the cold pillar. The cold feeling went straight into her body, as if even the soul of a person would be frozen.

This pose is not pretty, and even a little humiliating.Wu Jiuzi didn't expect that the world would be in such a position that whipping is for prisoners.It's really eye-opening...

However, this posture is much more humane than hanging people up and pumping them, or pressing them on some kind of torture bench, taking off their pants and pumping them.

At any rate, her clothes were intact, and they were not stripped off pervertedly.

By this time, the layers of despair had completely overwhelmed her.

She has no relatives or reason in this world, and no one will come to save her——

Even if someone wants to save it, they can't save it, right?
Jiuhuamen is the largest sect in this continent, even the emperor relies on their breath to live, if they are determined to execute a person, I am afraid that no one in this world can stop it...

Jun Ziqian is a living example. He is a noble prince, and when he comes here, he is also treated as an ordinary disciple.Can't change anything at all.

However, Jun Ziqian's appearance warmed her heart a little.

Although this young lady is a bit arrogant and awkward, but she still has a sense of justice. She didn't save him in vain...

The shadow of Liuxiang in the Wind flashed in his mind, he was the head of the eight priests, if he could arrive in time, what chance would he have of winning for himself by interceding?

Now all the evidence is against him, even if he pleads for her, he may not be able to change the result.

After all, there are three big protectors and two heads above him, at most what he said can attract the attention of Han Shanzi and the others, so as not to throw him out.

Looking at Han Shanzi's attitude towards Bai Yixuan and Liu Xiang just now, it can be seen that the eight priests still have to obey the words of the three protectors.

"Shua!" There was a soft sound like a dragon's chant in the air, it was the sharp sound brought by the whip passing through the air, which made people's heart chill.

"Crack!" A whip had already hit Wu Jiuzi's back!
Wu Jiuzi's whole body trembled, her face turned pale, and she almost cried out!

pain!I never thought that whipping would be so painful!

The heart is piercing, it seems that the pain will go straight from the back to the bone marrow, and the bone will be split open——

She snorted, but bit her lip tightly and didn't cry out.

A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the executing disciple.

The whip used for execution is specially made, it is made of thousand-year-old dragon tendons that have been specially soaked, and it hurts ten times more than ordinary whips on the body.

And it hurt not only the body of the punished, but also the soul, the pain was like tearing.There is another name called Soul Whip.

When ordinary disciples are punished like this, most of them can't help but scream out.

Even those who are intolerant to pain will groan loudly, which makes people feel distressed.

But he didn't expect that the weak-looking little girl in front of him would have such a hard bone, and she would not say a word when she was in such pain.

Ordinary children shouldn't be able to stand this, right?
Maybe there is indeed another ghost in this body.

Those two disciples couldn't be more merciless, whips were flying in their hands, and came again waving...

"Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Shua, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack, Crack..."

(End of this chapter)