Explosive favorite poisonous concubine: the black-bellied prince chases after his wife

Chapter 221 Burn it and it won't hurt anymore

Not long after, Situ Zhenguan didn't have a complete scalp on his head, and a few sparse strands of silver hung down from his bald head, making him look even more miserable.

Shangguan Liangyue let the black slave down, looking at Situ Zhenguan whose eyes were obviously slack, the corners of his lips curled up coldly.

"How is it? Do you want to try the punishment of black slaves again?"

nigger? !
The terrified Situ Zhenguan relaxed a little when he heard the word "black slave".

The black slave is a legendary figure that is extremely fierce in the black market.

Some people say that the black slave is a death row prisoner who suddenly disappeared on the guillotine after being subjected to inhuman torture.

Later, someone saw him in the black market, and said that he had long since lost his human appearance, that he was brutal and cruel, and that he abused anyone he saw. He had researched ninety-nine and eighty-one methods of torture, each of which made life worse than death.

Unexpectedly, the black slave would be found by Shangguan Liangyue!

"Should you recruit the people behind you or try the black slave's method again?"

Situ Zhenguan knew that he would die, and he would never survive if he fell into the hands of Shangguan Liangyue.

Because he knows very well that Shangguan Liangyue is definitely not a good man and a faithful woman, and that dark witch who is like a disaster star is definitely not from this world!

Spit out a mouthful of blood, Situ Zhenguan smiled miserably, stared at Shangguan Liangyue with black eyes and said resolutely: "Come on! Even if I die, Situ Zhenguan will see your beloved Shangguan Liangyue leave without a good death. !"

Shangguan Liangyue's face turned cold, and a pair of deep black eyes suddenly appeared with vortices!
She stared into Situ Zhenguan's eyes coldly, and said without a trace of anger: "Then you should try the way of dying first!"

After finishing speaking, she waved her hand to signal the black slave to continue.

The black slave got the order and laughed again.

Hua Qingli stood at the door of the torture room, leaning against the wooden door, without saying a word.

She seemed to be accustomed to Shangguan Liangyue's cruelty and viciousness.

A pair of phoenix eyes looked indifferently as the black slave approached Situ Zhenguan step by step again, and the corners of his lips curled coldly.

He never felt that there was anything wrong with what the little girl did.

Seeing that Situ Zhenguan was still stubborn, he curled his lips.

After the black slave finished lighting up the stove, he turned his head to Situ Zhenguan and had a good time.

He stepped forward, pulled out Situ Zhenguan's ten nails one by one with iron clips, and pushed the stove over.

Compared with the fear of hair pulling, having his nails removed at this time could not damage Situ Zhenguan's nerves, but seeing the stove approaching a little bit, he thought that the black slaves were going to be tortured with a branding iron, and the corners of his lips could not help showing a mocking expression.

"Go ahead! Even if I, Situ Zhenguan, die, I won't do what you want!"

The black slave didn't speak, but there was a hint of joking on that terrifying face.

Shangguan Liangyue sneered coldly, watched the black slave's movements with indifferent black eyes, and couldn't help saying: "Situ Zhenguan, your ignorance is really funny."

Listening to her ridicule, Situ Zhenguan couldn't help beating his heart secretly.

The black slave pushed the stove to Situ Zhenguan's left hand which was shackled and stopped.

Situ Zhenguan only felt a burning sensation coming from his left hand. He lowered his head to look at his left hand, and saw that his hand was on top of the open flame of the stove, and it was burning like bacon!

"What do you want to do!"

He shouted with bloodshot eyes.

The black slave didn't say anything, but adjusted the angle to burn Situ Zhenguan's hands more evenly.

Not long after, Situ Zhenguan felt the heart-piercing scorching heat, and couldn't help but gritted his teeth and held back.

It turned out that he wanted to burn his own hand!
The aroma of barbecue spread to his nostrils, and Situ Zhenguan, who had not eaten for a few days and was in severe pain, actually found it very fragrant!

While he was suffering from heart-piercing pain, he was rumbling from his hungry stomach.

The two extreme pains made him gradually collapse.

burn it!Burn it and it won't hurt!
(End of this chapter)