A woman was hung in the air by a rope, and her original white clothes were stained with blood.
In the room, there were three tall and thick-set people, and two skinny people stood on either side behind a fat man. The fat man was very shrewd and angry. His face was covered with endless coldness, and he stared at the man.
The hanging woman spat disdainfully.
"Fight, keep fighting! Damn, this little girl is so dishonest and wants to run away." Pang Dun, who was sitting on the chair with his legs crossed like an uncle, snorted, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Have fun.
There was a man holding a cowhide whip, using almost all his strength to whip the hanging woman.
"Sir, if we continue to fight like this, I'm afraid this woman will be beaten to death. What will we do if we can't get the job from the superiors?" A person standing next to Han San said in a low voice.
Han San took a thin wooden stick, picked his teeth, and spat before he could speak.
The hanging woman's eyelashes trembled.
After regaining consciousness again, Lan Shengxue felt a terrible pain all over her body, as if her whole body had been run over by a car. The pain was everywhere from her bones to her body.
Slowly opening her eyes, her vision was blurry for a moment, but she could vaguely hear the sound of someone scolding, and the pain that kept coming from her body.
Her vision was completely clear, and she suddenly understood, until her eyes fell on a man with a sinewy face sitting on a wooden chair not far away.
"Hey, I thought you were going to be beaten to death, but I didn't expect you to wake up." Han San was obviously a little surprised to see Lan Shengxue wake up.
Lan Shengxue felt a severe headache. She stared at Han San with confusion in her watery eyes. What the hell is this place? Why is she here!
"Don't speak? Don't think that if you don't speak, I can't do anything to you. Come on, keep fighting!" Han San waved his hand and gave the order impatiently. The person standing next to Lan Shengxue started again.
One whip after another hit her hard.
Lan Shengxue felt hot and uncomfortable all over her body. She couldn't help but frown, biting her lip subconsciously, thinking about the whole story.
She remembered that she fell off a cliff and fell into a swamp, because a poisonous needle was stabbed into her waist by Qingliu Feng. The poison spread and her whole body became weak. As the swamp slowly sank, she fell next to her.
She knew that there were poisonous flowers in the swamp, which were mixed in the swamp and slowly penetrated into her body.
The two toxins were completely mixed in her body. Whether it was because the poisonous flowers in the swamp were too poisonous or because the poison on the silent silver needle was too poisonous, the purple spirit bracelet could not dissipate the toxin at all.
And her face was once smeared with a kind of flower film. Maybe the two poisons conflicted in her body. In addition, there was a film on her face. When she was stuck in the swamp, her face was in unbearable pain. She knew that the poison was spreading.
It was too fast, so the flower membrane on the face was completely driven away, and then the purple spirit bracelet was used to dissipate the toxins in the body. The toxicity was too strong, and the purple spirit bracelet could not dispel it completely. Although some of the poison remained in the body, it
Can save her life.
However, before the toxin is removed, her energy will be completely lost.
At that time, after finishing everything, she lost strength and fainted.