Night Emperor Crazy Concubine

Chapter 600 Torture 1
Feng Qi heard the words, but the curve of the corner of his mouth deepened a little, "Master Xiao has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and he probably forgot a sentence - the king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die."

Feng Qi said, stood up, walked calmly to the wall where the instruments of torture were hung, and casually looked at the instruments of torture on the wall that sent chills down the spine. In the end, he took down a mild and delicate-looking copper piece with a handle from the wall in a daze.

Feng Qi held it in his hand and turned it over for a look. The plum blossom pattern was much cuter and more pleasing to the eye than his other torture instruments that were scary to look at.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Feng Qi continued indifferently: "What's more, Yun Tingfeng is just a commoner without an official position, even if I don't want his life, there are at least a hundred ways to make his life worse than death , just like Dianzhu Xiao at this time."

Xiao Xuehan suddenly changed, and looked at Feng Qi coldly and silently.

Feng Qi looked at him indifferently, turned around, and slowly threw the iron stove with charcoal fire, and threw the copper piece with plum pattern into the charcoal fire, "It is not the same as assassinating the empress." If I didn't punish him for collaborating with the enemy and treason, it was already extraordinarily merciful, so how could I chill the hearts of my subjects?"

The muscles on Xiao Xuehan's face were twitching faintly, the cold sweat on his forehead messed up his hair, and his face without a trace of blood looked extremely weak. For a leader of the world, such an embarrassing appearance at this time was extremely shocking. Not only physically weak, but also a kind of mental torture.

But Feng Qi's light words easily defeated the last bit of will in his heart instantly.

Clouds listen to the wind, clouds listen to the wind.

Closing his eyes, Xiao Xuehan almost wanted to curse this name in his heart, but he realized very clearly that his entire life had already been planted in this person's hands.

The seven-inch vital point... Heh, two days ago, Xiao Xuehan never imagined that the first person in the world to control his seven-inch vital point would be Feng Qi, the supreme emperor of Fengcang.

He never even thought that Yun Tingfeng, this heartless and ruthless bastard, would actually become his greatest weakness.

"Yun Tingfeng is a member of the Yun family." Feng Qi held the tongs and fiddled with the blazing coals in the furnace leisurely, with a leisurely and casual attitude, just like the ease revealed in his tone, "The Yun family is Feng Cang. The high-ranking dignitaries of my family are my humerus ministers, as long as the Feng family is still alive, Yun Tingfeng's fate will be in my hands."

"Master Xiao, don't forget this."

Xiao Xue sneered coldly, "It turns out that the majestic Feng Cang... His Majesty the Emperor, is also good at... huh, also good at this despicable trick?"

"It doesn't matter whether you're despicable or not, as long as it works." Feng Qi turned his head and glanced at him, with a sneering tone, "Could it be possible that Palace Master Xiao still advocates an upright way of doing things?"

Xiao Xuehan choked.

"Actually, even if Palace Master Xiao doesn't say anything, it's not like I can't guess Ji Moxiu's purpose." Reaching out to pick up the red-hot copper piece, Feng Qi turned around, his tone was always the same as what he said at the beginning, with a little chatter "Under normal circumstances, it is not easy for someone as powerful as Dianzhu Xiao to fall into the hands of others, but in normal times, I would probably feel sympathy for Dianzhu Xiao."

Compassionate each other?

Xiao Xuehan was noncommittal, and he didn't have much energy to guess Feng Qi's thoughts. The ubiquitous severe pain in his body was enough for him to concentrate all his attention on fighting, and blood dripped continuously from his wrist. The speed was slow, but after a long time, he still felt an uncontrollable dizziness.

The unprecedented weakness made Xiao Xuehan feel powerless.

At this time, Feng Qi could crush him as easily as an ant by moving his fingers.This feeling is an embarrassment for any master.

Even though he had made all the mental preparations before he was captured, and it was very possible that he had even lost the chance to walk out alive, but the thoughts in his heart and the direct confrontation could never be the same feeling.

"I'll ask you one last time, Palace Master Xiao, what is Ji Moxiu's purpose?"

Feng Qi said, looking lazily at his chest, his eyes fell on those hideous scars, after a while, he slowly raised his hand, and gently tore open his front, revealing the same horrible skin inside.

Xiao Xuehan's body froze slightly because of his actions, but his eyes were still indifferent, and silence was his best answer.

However, because of the scorching on the left shoulder, the clothes and flesh were already stuck together, and Feng Qi's movements inevitably touched his wound. Xiao Xuehan quickly gritted his teeth, his face quickly turned pale, and the forehead scrambled again. I broke out in a cold sweat.

Feng Qi glanced lightly, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he slowly took off the front of his clothes, completely exposing the wheat-colored skin on both shoulders and collarbones—unfortunately, it was already covered with hideous and terrifying skin. There was hardly a single inch of intact ground.

Feng Qi's eyes seemed to be admiring a beautiful picture scroll, and he looked at it with relish. After a while, he raised his left hand lightly, and pressed the red-hot copper piece in his hand, bit by bit, on his chest with incomparable tenderness. There is a bloodstain on the right shoulder.

Nourishes...

Xiao Xuehan's whole body froze for a moment, and the next moment, his neck suddenly lifted, his eyes glowed with pain, his body began to tremble violently, and a scream was almost about to burst out of his throat, but he bit his lip tightly, blood dripping from the bite , to barely suppress the scream.

The smell of burnt flesh pierced into the tip of the nose.

Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his hair was wet in a mess. His whole body seemed to be just pulled out of the water. He had no strength to struggle, only rapid and painful breathing, which could be heard The torture he was undergoing.

"Torturing a powerful but irresistible person is indeed a bit of pleasure." Feng Qi said casually, took the copper plate, looked at the plum blossom imprint on the opponent's shoulder, and sincerely praised, "It's very beautiful, Dianzhu Xiao Seems like a good fit for a small talk like this."

As he said that, he threw the copper piece back into the stove, and his tone gradually became cold, "Does Master Xiao think that as long as you grit your teeth, I really don't know what Ji Moxiu's purpose is?"

Xiao Xuehan's body twitched intermittently, and cold sweat flowed into his eye sockets, causing a sharp pain. He could only close his eyes and resist the physical pain with strong willpower.

"He is for Ji Liangchen, right?" When Feng Qi said this, a cold look flashed in his eyes, "Ji Moxiu really loves his nephew."

(End of this chapter)