Qing Yunran's breath was suffocated, her eyes were wide open, filled with fear, and a creepy feeling spread all over her body. Her body was helplessly imprisoned, unable to move, no! Who will save her?

The prison guard narrowed his eyes fiercely, raised the iron in his hand, dangled it in front of her, drew a fire mark, and shouted harshly: "Say it or not!"

Qing Yunran shook his head violently, clenched his teeth, and a crystal teardrop appeared in the corner of his eye. He whimpered like a solitary goose and screamed: "I never did it!"

She couldn't struggle, and she had no power to struggle. The shackles that tied her had a row of fine iron needles on the inside, which penetrated deeply into her flesh and blood. The needle tips touched her wrist bones exactly. As long as her hands struggled a little, she could feel it.

The pain is as sharp as the tip of a needle scraping against the bone.

The prison guard's expression was extremely ferocious, and he mercilessly pressed the red-hot iron on Qing Yunran's shoulder.[

In an instant, the smell of burnt flesh and green smoke spread, and accompanied by heart-rending screams, the body struggled uncontrollably, pulling at the shackles, and was hit by a double attack of pain, as if all the internal organs were on fire.

Perhaps the pain was too excruciating. For a moment, Qing Yunran's consciousness stopped functioning, but soon, an incomparable burning pain spread through every nerve in her body, like torn flesh.

After being sutured, they were torn apart and minced, which was extremely painful!

The burning heat spread along the skin to the depths of the soul. The person's mental power has reached its limit. Suddenly, there was a harsh buzzing in her head, and her mind was shattered!

brute!

With an almost inaudible curse, she fainted.

The prison guard poured down the biting ice water mercilessly. Qingyunran's head hung crookedly to one side, her consciousness was blurred, she couldn't open her eyes, she had a splitting headache, her consciousness and body could hardly be put together, the heat and the cold were

Alternately, it made her feel like she was wandering on the edge of hell.

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Yin Mobing changed into night clothes and planned to explore the dungeon at night. He was sure that Su Qianxue deliberately revealed to him the news that Yun Ran was imprisoned in the dungeon. He knew very well what the femme fatale woman had in mind.

He successfully sneaked into the dungeon, but suddenly, a shrill scream of pain broke the tranquility of the dungeon. His heart suddenly shook, and he rushed towards the direction of the sound as quickly as possible.

The scene in front of him made his heart twist like a knife. Looking at Qing Yunran who was tortured to the point of dying, an anger he had never experienced in his life arose in his heart. When he realized it, the damn prison guard had been cut off by him.

Both arms were bleeding profusely! Lying on the ground, screaming and gasping for breath, looking at him in horror.

Fortunately, he did not lose his mind and ended his life immediately. He did not believe that a small prison guard would boldly resort to lynching unless someone ordered him to do so. He squatted down and immediately sealed his acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, leaving him alive.

, so that we can investigate this matter in the future!

He quickly walked to the execution rack. As soon as the sword peak left, he instantly cut off the shackles that bound her. Qing Yunran's body fell softly like a ball of cotton wool. He quickly hugged her, and she

Her clothes were soaked by the cold water, and she looked at her distressedly. She pulled off the cloth covering her face and whispered softly: "Yunran, Yunran
Chapter completed!