Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

"This is the Jiutian Fairy? Do you think he is called Jiutian Fairy like this? Isn't this lying to us?"

With malicious laughter all around, Ling Qingyu woke up completely from the confusion, touching his painful head, Ling Qingyu slowly opened his eyes.

"Yo, awake?"

Ling Qingyu's eyes were still a little fuzzy. Following the sound, he saw a man in red sitting on a chair not far away from the wooden fence, with a pair of slender and dark eyes looking at him like a plaything.

Turning his head, this place should be a stone cave, divided in half by a thick wooden fence. Outside the fence, besides the man in red, there are several men who look obscenely, and there is a huge torch on the opposite stone wall. , The beating flame reflected the blood-stained torture instruments in front of the stone wall even more terrifying.

Ling Qingyu trembled in her heart, turned her head hurriedly, and saw that several people in the cave laughed because of her reaction, gritted their teeth, and said, "Who are you? Why did you catch me?"

"Yes, I still have the courage to speak. It wasn't you that I caught, it was the woman named Ning Yu, but it seems that you have become her substitute, woman, you are so pitiful." Yaoyue leaned forward a little bit. Body, smiled.

There are those who run away in the white clothes, curtains and hats, so that's it, that's it! Ling Qingyu closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "Then I caught the wrong one now, can you let me go?"

"Hahaha, what do you mean?" Yaoyue laughed and stood up and said, "The person I captured by Yaoyue has never been able to go out alive. Although you are not Ning Yu, since you dare to replace her, Should you be prepared?"

Ling Qingyu smiled bitterly and said, "I really don't know you are going to catch Ning Yu, and I don't know I will come for her."

"Then I can only say that you are stupid." Yaoyue walked through the wooden door, walked to her, raised her jaw, and asked, "Do you know why I am waiting for you to wake up?"

"You always finish it all at once." Ling Qingyu shivered unconsciously.

"Because, I like to watch you accept all this soberly. You know, deceiving me, Yaoyue, is not something smart people dare to do." Yaoyue grabbed Ling Qingyu's skirt with his hands, and tore the white clothes. Split in half and thrown on the ground.

"It's not that I deceived you, I was also deceived, and I am also a victim!" Ling Qingyu stepped back a bit and shouted.

"I like this expression, let's be more frightened. Seeing those that don't, do you know what I want to do to you?" Standing up, watching Ling Qingyu's face slowly turn pale, Yao Yue said in a very good mood: "Well, I'll take you off naked, hang on it, whip you, hang a stone pier on your feet, and the wooden stick. It must sound good when hitting your butt. Seeing that the stove is not, those I carefully carve the soldering iron. What do you like? Plum blossoms or peach blossoms?"

Ling Qingyu's face was completely pale, and fear emerged from the bottom of her heart. She knew that the man in front of him who was smiling happily with his small eyes was definitely not a joke. He enjoyed the sadistic pleasure. The more she Pain, the happier he is.

Fuck you Ning Yu's eighteenth generation ancestor!

"Wait...I...woke up..." a low and gasping voice rang from her side. Ling Qingyu unconsciously looked down and saw Ying Shisan struggling to get up from the ground, his back shirt was already It was torn, revealing the long wound and a cyan palm print.

"Thirteen!" Ling Qingyu moved around and held him, calling.

Ying Thirteen borrowed her strength to sit up straight, wiped the blood stains on the corners of her mouth, took a breath, and said, "The leader wants fun, come on me."

"Thirteen!" Ling Qingyu called out, turned to look at Yaoyue, gritted his teeth and said: "I'll come."

"Oh, it's also deep and deep!" Yaoyue's smile became sweeter, she took a bamboo board in her hand, tapped it on the palm of her hand, and then pulled it over.

When Ying Thirteen moved his hand, he pulled Ling Qingyu hard behind him, the bamboo board was drawn on his shoulder, and his clothes were suddenly torn apart, leaving a blood mark on his shoulder.

Seeing Ying Thirteen without frowning, Yaoyue put the bamboo board against her lips, chuckled twice, and said: "Tough guy, I like it, so let's play with it. It's not early today. , I will only draw you thirty whips. If you do not make a sound, I will not move her today. If you make a sound, I will draw the remaining whips on her, how?"

"The leader's words count?" Ying Shisan asked Ling Qingyu while holding down.

"Oh, who doesn't know in the rivers and lakes, my Yaoyue speaks the most." Yaoyue raised her eyebrows, cast a wink at him, and smiled.

"Okay!" Ying Shisan took off his shirt, put it on Ling Qingyu, and whispered: "The master, close your eyes later, don't look."

Supporting the stone wall and slowly standing up, Yaoyue's palm had already wounded his internal organs. At this moment, his back pained severely. Ying Shisan took a deep breath and confronted Ling Qingyu, who was looking up at him. Smiled slightly, then walked out.

Biting his lip, watching the men grabbed Ying Thirteen and roughly took off all his clothes. Someone fiddled with his lower body obscenely. After being drunk by Yaoyue, he tied his hands tightly. On the iron frame, a thick stone pier was hung on his ankle, causing his body to be pulled down and the toes only slightly touched the ground.

Ling Qingyu's body trembled slightly. She didn't dare to look anymore, but she had to force herself to look at it again. Look, Ling Qingyu, it was you! You are the one who killed Ying Thirteen!

Seeing her tears rolling down, Ying Shisan shook her head slightly at her and motioned to her not to look. Ling Qingyu also shook his head, knelt down on the ground, and stared at him.

Ying Shisan sighed inwardly, and with a whip, gritted his teeth and swallowed the painful grunt.

The whip used by Yaoyue is specially made. Twelve strands of raw cowhide are twisted with copper coins. They are soaked in tung oil. When the whip is down, the whip hits the subcutaneous muscles and the copper coins are tearing the skin. , Drew a crack on Ying Thirteen's upper body.

After Yaoyue took a whip, she paused and carefully looked at Ying Thirteen's expression, still listening to her ears. She glanced at Ling Qingyu, who was pale and trembling, and said with a very satisfied expression: "Well, there is no sound from this whip, kid, you're good, don't let me down!"

Before the words fell, another whip struck Ying Shisan's back, adding a blood mark to the sword wound on his back.

Ying Shisan's body trembled violently, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Yaoyue listened attentively again, nodded in satisfaction, and said: "You can endure this way after you hit my bluestone palm. I'm very satisfied, don't worry, you won't die so soon."

Ling Qingyu's hands were tightly clenched into fists, his fingernails pierced deeply into his palms, and then repeatedly pressed down the thoughts that burst out of his heart and wanted to scream, seeing that the third whip pulled out another long Bloodstain, then the fourth, fifth, sixth...

Ying Thirteen had become a blood man, with twenty **** rifts staggered across his body, and blood happily flowed out of those torn openings, and then dripped to the ground along his slender body. Slowly gathered into a big beach.

"Fainted?" Yaoyue listened again, then raised Ying Shisan's chin with the handle of the whip, looked at it, and smiled: "Boy, it's okay to faint, come on, give him something."

The congregation next to him brought a bucket of water over with a laugh, and then splashed it on Ying Shisan's body with a scoop.

The stinging pain caused by the salt water pouring on the wound caused Ying Shisan's body to shake violently, and she also clenched her teeth without humming it subconsciously. Ying Shisan slowly opened her eyes, looked at Demon Yue, and asked: "Also how many…"

"Ten whips!" Yaoyue shook the whip and smiled: "Hold it!" He slammed the whip to his abdomen.

Ying Shisan's head turned slightly and looked at Ling Qingyu. Seeing her eyes were red and her lips seemed to be bitten, she blinked at her and then smiled.

"Concentrate on you!" Yaoyue said with air: "Don't go **** when I smoke you! This makes me feel very upset!"

With the last whip, Yaoyue deliberately drew on Ying Thirteen’s buttocks, and the sharp tip of the whip swept across his lower body, watching Ying Thirteen’s body spasm, and smiled satisfied: "Very good, today I let her go and let you two **** be loving and loving, see you tomorrow."