This Lord is Too Cruel

The dark and damp dungeon, full of the smell of rotten corpses, is disgusting, and a cold wind blows through, revealing a gloomy horror, and it is creepy. This is the purgatory on earth. The people imprisoned in the regent’s dungeon are all dead It is horrible, it is also tortured, life is better than death.

There is a separate cell with a clean bed and a clean table in the cell. There are low bookshelves around the corner, and books are neatly placed.

Feng Aotian walked to this cell, and the door opened, and he saw a man sitting at the square table, his black hair was untied like silk and flowing down, and his slender eyebrows were like cold jade eyes. His thin lips, pale to colorless, and cold facial lines, look like an immortal. From a distance, he appears to be covered with a layer of mist, which makes him even more dusty and unbearable. He wears linen cloth. The prison clothes were still so indifferent.

The guard of the dungeon knelt on the ground, and he turned a deaf ear, still flipping through the scroll in front of him, without blinking his eyes, let alone getting up to greet him.

Standing outside the cell, Father Feng saw this, he was really dissatisfied with Leng Qianye's unrealistic temperament, especially his stubborn temper, which made him even more unhappy. He was about to open his mouth and shout loudly, only to see Feng Aotian lift up. His hand shook slightly.

Father Feng suffocated his reprimand, but he still glared at Leng Qianye fiercely with those shrewd old eyes and cursed in his heart, not knowing what is good or bad.

If you follow Feng Aotian in the past, seeing him look like he doesn’t respond, she has already shouted, drew out the whip, hung him up, and beat him fiercely. However, she now disdains to do things that are not worthwhile. When things.

She still understands Mu Qiang's truth.

"You wait until you get down." Feng Aotian walked leisurely to the square table and sat beside Leng Qianye, tapping the tabletop with his fingers, making a crisp sound.

Feng Gonggong took the order and immediately led people out of the cell, waiting three hundred meters away.

Leng Qianye still stared at the scroll in his hand. He knew in his heart why Feng Aotian wanted to treat him like this. Fortunately, he could still bear such a brutality. She hadn't touched her bottom line, and that was her. Never touched him.

Feng Aotian tilted his head, staring at Leng Qianye, squinting her eyes slightly, and a wicked smile appeared at the corners of her mouth. Such a handsome face, like a moon, is detached and has a temperament that no one can eat. I can imagine, but he is a rare general talent, using soldiers like a god, few people can match.

"You said, if the Lord is here to do you..." Feng Aotian raised his finger slightly as she spoke, and Leng Qianye had already tapped her acupuncture point.

Leng Qianye never looked at her from beginning to end, including now that she has clicked on his acupuncture point, and the prison clothes on her body have been torn to pieces in an instant, leaving only a pair of obscene pants, and her jade-like skin is exposed in front of her. The scars accumulated on his body in the past two years have not faded away, as if it were an imprint that will never be forgotten on his body, making him always remember the humiliation he has suffered in the past two years.

Feng Aotian knew of his stubborn and stubborn temper, and remembered the countless whips and chains left behind every time Feng Aotian vented on him, or even more unimaginable lashes, scars from tyranny. , He has never frowned, he is still so calm and indifferent as dust.

Now, his old wounds have not healed, and new ones have been added. Because of the severe coldness in this dungeon, he is already covered with scars. The winding scars crisscross his jade-like skin, looking hideous, Feng Aotian raised his hand and ran his fingers across the wounds. These wounds looked very irritating.

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Leng Qianye sat on a wooden bench, was punctuated by acupuncture points, allowing her to act recklessly on her body, his cold eyes shot a touch of indifference, his heart was overflowing with disgust, and a man touched his body, and, He was still the regent who hated him so much. He felt disgusting when he thought of this, but unfortunately, his martial arts were poisoned and abolished by her. Now, he is already a useless person.

Feng Aotian pulled slightly, and Leng Qianye's body was already leaning against her. She lowered her head and chewed on the white skin of his slender neck until she smelled the smell of blood, and then she continued to bite down.

Leng Qianye felt extremely embarrassed and angry, but he still bit his lips tightly without saying a word. His jade face seemed to be covered with dust, his cold eyes darkened, although he was spotted on the acupuncture points, but, But he didn't stop him from speaking. He would rather die than leave the mark of shame. Thinking of this, he closed his eyes and wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself.

His teeth touched his tongue, he bit hard, but he didn't feel the pain, but his mouth was full of blood. He opened his eyes that were as clear as a thousand-year cold pool and looked down, but he saw a pair of white. His hand was squeezing into his own mouth, his indifferent eyes flashed with surprise, and he followed the line of sight that was watching him. This was the first time he saw her face.

It was not the brutal and handsome face he had seen in his first impression. There was a smile at this moment, and the noble and gorgeous icy phoenix eyes showed. When he was dazed, she had already He took the back of his hand out, and didn't care at all because he bit through the back of his **** hand. With a light wave, he opened his acupoint, "Is it cool to bite?"

Listening to Feng Aotian's teasing, Leng Qianye suppressed the astonishment in his heart, restored the indifference from the past, turned his eyes and turned a blind eye to her.

Feng Aotian had expected him to do this a long time ago, but fortunately, she made her move in time, otherwise, if he really bites his tongue and commits suicide, it will be more than the gain.

"Didn't you hear what the Lord said?" Feng Aotian said coldly when he saw that he did not answer.

Leng Qianye was still silent, lowered her head, looking at herself naked, but didn't know why she wanted to prevent him from dying? Is it to continue torturing him?

Feng Aotian’s eyes were gloomy, and not answering did not mean she would tolerate it. With a light wave of Yunxiu, Leng Qianye fell to the ground unexpectedly, but was bullied by Feng Aotian. She sat on his On his body, his hands fixed his arms, forcing him to look at her, "Master asked you, did you hear what the master said?"

Leng Qianye was forced to look at her, but ran into Feng Aotian's Leng Ruohantan's eyes. It seemed that a sharp ice sword pierced his heart. With such a powerful momentum, he almost couldn't stand it.

He remained silent, and he had nothing to say about her.

Feng Aotian had never seen such a stubborn bone before, lowered his head, and bit his lips fiercely, only to hear a voice finally overflowing between the thin lips, "Um..."

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