The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 620 Calling you beasts, how wronged beasts are!

Murong Ying and Chong Han Midye, who fell into the hands of the young lord of Liushuang Pavilion, were taken to the secret passage where torture tools were used.

Murong Ying knew that the young gang leader and Ling Yun would not let him and Chonghan go, so he broke the jar and said, "Is your Liushuang Pavilion a poison maker or a secret room? It can be renamed, it’s called Secret Path Pavilion, or Beast Pavilion, what do you think, huh?”

Murong Ying provoked them with a smile and said, even if he was tortured, he would not let these bastards go wild and proud!

As the person waiting to be tortured, Ling Yun held a whip in his hand, and savagely whipped Murong Ying directly at his bare chest——

"Snapped!"

There was an extremely ear-catching sound, even if the whip didn't hit him, he still felt the pain!

"Uh!"

Murong Ying let out a muffled snort, trying to resist the pain that seemed to tear him apart!
This is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Northern Xia Dynasty!

As soon as Ling Yun whipped the whip, his hair was also messed up, but this didn't describe him, because he played so well, and Murong Ying couldn't resist, "It doesn't matter if your martial arts are world-class, it's not up to me now." hand?"

Chong Han was tied to Murong Ying's side, and he looked at Ling Yun with air-conditioning raging eyes: "What he said just now is wrong, you should not be called the Animal Pavilion here, you should be called the Animal Pavilion, calling you animals, there are many animals Injustice!"

Ling Yunqi tilted his face, and similarly went down and whipped, the hot feeling spread in front of Chonghan's open chest!

This is the second prince of the Yanchi Dynasty!
The young gang leader sat on the main seat, and listened to what they just said verbatim: "We are dying, and we can still speak so hard. It seems that our 'entertainment' is not thoughtful enough."

Ling Yun understood the meaning of the young gang leader, he turned his head, and immediately a disciple of Liushuang Pavilion brought up a row of silver needles.

These needles are different from the acupuncture needles in the medical hall. The needles in the medical hall are used to treat diseases, and Liushuangge is good at using poison. These needles... are all soaked in venom before they are taken out!

If it penetrated into a human body, the consequences would be really... Tsk, unimaginable.

"As long as you honestly tell who you are, what purpose you have for sneaking in, and who else is with you, as long as you tell, you will be saved from death, otherwise..."

Ling Yun shook the poisonous needle in his hand, the candlelight reflected on the slender silver needle, refracting a palpitating light.

"But don't blame me for letting you have a good taste of this poisonous needle..."

The smile on Ling Yun's face made Murong Ying and Chong Han sick!
"Young Master!"

At this time, the team sent to search for Murong Ying and Chong Han's accomplices all returned, and the leading disciple hurried back to report: "Young Master!"

The man in white robe sitting on the main seat squinted at him faintly: "What does it look like to be reckless?"

The disciple quickly calmed down his panting breathing: "Young Master, the entire Liushuang Pavilion has been searched, but there is no news of their accomplices!"

The young gang leader's eyes suddenly turned cold: "What use do I need you?"

Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the disciple who reported, his voice was trembling, and he was thinking of a remedy: "Young Master, there is... there is another place we haven't searched..."

(End of this chapter)