The ruby-green hands were tied by a rope and hung above her head. Her body seemed limp and without any strength, because her wrists had been strangled with blood by the rope, but she still leaned her body and hung on the rope.
She originally lowered her head and closed her eyes. When she heard the footsteps, she raised her head slightly. When she saw that the person coming was Murong Changsi, she seemed to smile disdainfully. In addition to hatred, there was also murderous intent in her eyes.
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Feng Jier never imagined that Ye Xilou would lock Hongyu in the dungeon and torture her!
Even though Hong Yu had martial arts skills, she was still a woman. How could Ye Xilou do this? If he didn't marry Hong Yu, that would be fine. Why was she locked up here and tortured?
Thinking about whether Caiyi had been treated like this before, Feng Jier felt uncomfortable.
"I'll let you go!" She and Hongyu never spoke, except that time when she was pretending to be Mousse, Hongyu pointed at her nose and scolded her...
Hongyu didn't even have the strength to shake her head or nod, so she could only breathe quickly. As soon as Feng Jier's hand touched the rope, her face turned red with urgency.
Feng Ji'er looked at the rope carefully and saw clearly that it was actually made of iron wire.
Feng Jier took out the Swiss Army Knife and cut off the iron rope with force. Feng Jier helped Hong Yu to the corner of the wall.
Seeing that her body was limp and unable to move, except for blinking her eyes, she seemed to have no strength to even speak.
I also saw that her body was covered with long and short whip marks, and I didn’t know what to say for a moment.
Hongyu moved her lips and wanted to speak, but she couldn't spit out a single word.
Mist gradually rose in her eyes, and she was as proud as ruby. She never thought that one day she would end up in such an embarrassing situation.
"He used medicine on you?" Feng Ji'er thought, Hong Yu is the leader of Mingyue Sect. There is no poison in this world that she doesn't know. How could she be poisoned by Ye Xilou?
Unable to talk to her, Feng Jier was desperate and decided to carry her out of the dungeon before talking.
As soon as he carried her to the door of the dungeon, Ye Xilou's handsome and slender figure suddenly came into view.
In the dungeon, the light is dim, Ye Xilou stands with backlight, looking at Feng Jier carrying Hongyu on her back, her eyes are gloomy
"Put her down" the voice was cold and without any emotion.
"Don't let me go!" If she saw it, she would not sit idly by. Although it was Hongyu who snatched Wu Huan from the beginning, she once thought that she would definitely kill the person who took Wu Huan away.
But when she saw that Hong Yu had no ill intentions towards Wu Huan, and that every time she appeared, she was holding Wu Huan's little hand. Wu Huan was well taken care of by her, and she suddenly no longer hated Hong Yu.
"This woman, I will make her life worse than death. You'd better put her down."
"Ye Xilou, what do women mean to you? You have imprisoned Caiyi for four years, and now you imprison her in a dungeon. In order to achieve your goals, you use any means. In fact, you have always been so cruel and ruthless. You
Don’t deserve love”
Feng Jier felt sick in her heart when she thought of the tenderness she had with him yesterday. How could she sleep with such an inhuman man?
"Really? You said that I... don't deserve love?" Ye Xilou's body smelled of danger, and there was a trace of imperceptible pain in his eyes.
"Never worthy!" Feng Ji'er dropped these words and prepared to go around him.
Ye Xilou stood still like a frozen statue. When Feng Ji'er was about to walk out of the dungeon, he said coldly, "Put her down."
This time, unlike before, his tone was cold.
The gloomy and cold Ye Xilou made people fear from the bottom of their hearts. Feng Jier was a few steps away from him and felt the cold air on his body.
He paused and turned around
"She has only been in this dungeon for one day. After three days, I will let her out."
"Unless you kill me, I won't watch you torture her!"
"Really? Do you think I won't kill you?" Ye Xilou's eyes became more sinister.
Feng Jier slowly put down Hong Yu, knowing that today, she would not easily walk out of this dungeon.
It turns out that once a man's heart is cruel, he is no worse than a woman, and ten oxen cannot pull him back.
"Ye Xilou, in order to let me be this Mrs. Ye, you don't have to treat Hongyu like this. If I beg you to let her go, is that okay?"
"For her, are you begging me?" Ye Xilou snorted coldly: "Murong Changsi, I don't want to say what I said a third time. I want her to stay in this dungeon for three days. I want her to taste all the torture.
, just think of it as my unique hobby. I have to do this during my wedding, and no one can stop me! Don’t let me go!”
Feng Ji'er suddenly laughed, and the laughter sounded particularly weird in the dungeon.
"A unique hobby? What a good excuse. If I say that I am in charge of this business, I must take her out of this dungeon. This is also my unique hobby. Should we fight to the death here?"
"Okay, as you said." Ye Xilou tapped his toes and jumped up. His speed was so fast that Feng Ji'er didn't see his figure clearly. He had already lightly slapped Feng Ji'er on the back of her head.
Ji'er's body went limp and she fainted in his arms...
"The meddling in your own business is beyond the scope of what I can tolerate. Woman, you have wasted too much of my time..." Holding Feng Ji'er and placing her on a chair, Ye Xilou dragged Hong Yu to the center of the dungeon, facing him.
He said expressionlessly: "Taking Wu Huan away and pretending to be his mother is the first crime you have committed."
"Come to Ye City to find me and try to become the mistress of Ye Mansion. This is your wishful thinking and your second crime."
"You actually used Wu Huan to blackmail me? You deserve no punishment! For these three crimes, do you think it will take at least three days for you to slowly repay them?"
Ye Xilou took the long whip from the wall and pointed it at Hong Yu's body lying on the ground. There was a sharp "snap" sound, and there was a whip mark on Hong Yu's waist. Hong Yu was rolled over by him.
, eyes widened in pain, big tears rolled down, soaking the already damp floor of the dungeon...
One whip, two whips... Ye Xilou didn't even frown. He continued to whip ten times until Hong Yu's body was hit with a new layer of blood-stained marks before throwing away the whip.
Turning around, she faced Feng Ji'er who was struggling to stand up from the chair. Perhaps his blow just now was too light, so Feng Ji'er just fainted temporarily. She watched Ye Xilou whipping his whip and holding his hand.
The whip rises and falls, one after another, like a slap on her heart...
Why is this man so cruel?
Feng Jier's heart was filled with rage, and there was a fishy, salty and bitter taste in her throat. Her eyesight turned dark, and she fainted to one side.
Ye Xilou caught her immediately and held her in his arms. He saw a trace of blood on the corner of her lips and gently wiped it away for her.
Murong Changsi, you don't want to see me torture others, but you want to torture me like this all your life?