Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant’s Pampered Demon Empress

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Soon, the executioner came, also dressed in black, about 30 years old.

Mo Ye clasped his hands tightly, it was not that he had not been tortured, a hundred rods were neither heavy nor light to him.

But now that he suffered internal injuries, he was not sure if he could survive it.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the person who was looking directly at the square with a cold face and smiled bitterly.

No matter, he can't compare to this cruel woman after all, nor can he get her.

The two men in black knelt on one leg in front of Liu Rushuang, and the loud voice rang: "Subordinates, see the Lord!"

"Put torture!" Liu Rushuang glanced at the two indifferently, and said coldly.

"Yes." The man in black stood up and hit Mo Ye with a heavy stick on his left and right.

"Oh..." After only two or three hits, Mo Ye vomited a large mouthful of blood.

This is the price of failure in provocation!

But he does not regret it!

The relationship between the several hall masters is pretty good, and now they can’t bear to look at them, turning their heads to look elsewhere.

Qinger trembled, a little sympathetic to Mo Ye.

Liu Rushuang has no expression on her face, what if she fails without paying a price?

Just like the humiliation of the tyrant, although she hates the humiliation of the tyrant, she hates her inferior skills even more!

She will remember the shame that tyrant gave her, and one day she will retaliate.

Thinking of this, his eyes were sharp and fierce.

The torturer did not stop because Mo Ye vomited blood, and waited until Mo Ye knelt down and continued to beat him relentlessly.

Gradually Mo Ye vomited blood more and more frequently. When he reached about fifty rods, he would vomit blood almost once every time he was tortured.

Xie Si's eyes were full of pain, the sweat on his face fell to the ground bit by bit, and his black and red lips gradually turned white.

If this continues, you will have to vomit blood and die if you can't fight.

Lin Ye shook his hand, walked to Liu Rushuang and said gracefully: "Lord, forgive Mo Ye, it will kill you if you continue this way."

Liu Rushuang ignored Lin Ye's words, looked at Mo Ye desperately coughing up blood, with a weak expression, and whispered, "Give him a blood pill."

Hearing this sentence, the torturer temporarily stopped the criminal law, took out a blood enriching pill and handed it to Mo Ye's eyes.

Mo Ye frowned and looked up at the tall woman, with a hint of gratitude in her eyes. She still cares about her.

He reached out and took the pill and swallowed it.

"Continue." Liu Rushuang said mercilessly.

The remaining forty sticks had to go on, Mo Ye closed his eyes and forced himself to hold on, he would get that woman someday.

"Pop, pop, pop..." The torturer continued to beat them expressionlessly. If they released the water, the torment would be worse than this.

Seeing that Mo Ye gradually couldn't hold it anymore, Ming Ye gave Liu Rushuang a fierce look. It was too vicious, because he had taken care of her everywhere.

Mei Ye pressed her lips tightly, the Lord was so vicious, she wouldn't dare to offend her in the future.

There was a lot of worry in Lin Ye's eyes.

When he was more than 80 rods, Ling Ye fainted and fell to the ground with blood stains all around.

Liu Rushuang looked at the person who fell on the ground and said coldly, "Go on."

The torturer hesitated for a moment, and then continued to beat him fiercely, with blood stains everywhere on his body.

Mo Ye's eyes moved, but she couldn't wake up anyhow, she only felt sore in her back, so she couldn't breathe.

The hundred sticks finally ended. Mo Ye moved his fingers and passed out. He loved that woman and he would not admit defeat.

Liu Rushuang looked at Mo Ye and said, "Carry it back and treat it with the best wound medicine."

"Yes." The torturer helped Mo Ye up and took away.

Liu Rushuang stood up and said coldly to the remaining three hall masters: "Who doesn't accept it? You can come out to challenge the master, and lose and be punished!"