Bone Painting Coroner

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After a long battle in the rain, he returned to the house to change clothes.

A murderous life has not gone.

The girl accidentally made a mistake when tying him the belt. He twisted the girl's wrist and threw it to the ground.

"The prince spared his life."

"waste!"

"Slave slave...not intentionally."

"roll!"

The little girl choked softly and shivered back out.

Na Yan, dressed in clothes, hurried to see Song Zhi.

Song Zhi is still awake.

It was just that after the doctor finished the pulse, he was fortunate, and quickly reported: "Your lord, Song Gongzi's pulse has gradually stabilized. It seems that he is likely to wake up."

It was obviously dead before the day!

How is this going?

Nayen didn't even bother to pursue this, he felt relieved in his heart, and then commanded: "You look at it, and once he wakes up, he will send someone to tell this king."

"Yes!"

That Yan turned around and walked out of the house.

The three doctors scratched their heads.

Looking at Song Zhi who was getting better on the bed.

"How did the pulse suddenly stabilize so much?"

"Yeah, this is too weird."

"Never encountered such a thing."

Jiang Yuyi couldn't figure it out. He touched his gray beard and said, "Maybe, this person's life shouldn't be lost! He saved the second prince, and when he woke up, wealth and glory were waiting for him."

Song Zhi is a shit luck!

A sword was blocked for the second prince, but in exchange for a good future.

Really don't know the blessing?

Still musty?

...

The heavy rain thundered and thunder rolled.

This night is urgent and repressive.

That extended to the secret room where Lianque was held.

Before he came in, he heard the sound of the whip beating on the flesh.

Echoing in the secret room seemed strangely sensational.

At this time, even the finches were stripped of their shirts and tied to the pillars, and the blood on the muscular chest was bloodied.

The guard in charge of torture was hitting him with a long whip in his hand.

While asking, "Are you talking? Or not?"

Lianque's body was crumbling, her head hanging down, and blood was constantly overflowing from his mouth, dripping to the ground.

Like a dead body!

Despite being severely tortured, he never said a word.

Like dumb.

When he stepped in, he saw the infiltrating scene in front of him, but he didn't show any sympathy at all, but the cruelty in his eyes was deeper.

The bodyguard stopped and walked over to him to report: "Your lord, he just refused to say that he would fight like this, I'm afraid..." Die!

Yan Yan narrowed his eyes and walked in front of Lianque, grabbing his chin by the way and lifting him upward, forcing him to meet his fierce eyes!

A strong bloody smell also rushed into the nose.

Even Linque was seriously injured, her messy and wet hair scattered, covering most of his face and his blood-stained eyes.

He looked at the Yan in front of him.

Then sneered.

Just like from the deep valley of Bingche.

Unable to help, the force on that finger increased a lot, and asked: "Who sent you?"

Lianque opened her bloody mouth and smiled.

This also irritated Nayen so hard, he gritted his teeth and said, "Won't say yes, well, I think how long can you stay?"

He flicked his hand and left his hand from the jaws of Linque.

Then he sat on a Taishi chair in the back room and ordered: "Beating this king, beating hard."

The guard was ordered, whipping again and again.

Even the finches gritted their teeth without making any painful sound.

That Yan sat there, his face deeper and deeper.

Like a pervert!

Appreciate quietly.

He knew very well that if he could not ask what was coming from the assassin's mouth tonight, until tomorrow when the encounter of the assassin in the palace came to the ear of Hu Yiwang, he would hardly be able to meet the situation of Nato.So in any case, he must find the man who secretly wants to kill himself.

The whipping sound echoed in the back room.

Lian Finch has opened its skin.

Covered with blood.

Finally fainted.

Bodyguard: "Sir, you're dizzy!"

That delayed sound: "Wake up with water splash."

"Yes."

Immediately, a bucket of cold water poured from top to bottom towards the finches.

cold!

Biting cold!

He suddenly stunned and woke up, but his eyes were blurry, and he only felt that his brain was blank, and his bloodline seemed to be frozen.

The hot pain in the chest that was beaten by the whip also completely disappeared.

I only felt the bones being scratched with a knife.

That kind of pain is far more painful than torture the body.

Then Yan Yan saw that he had woke up and said loudly, "Continue to fight!"

The guard was ordered and swept away, but his strength was reduced a lot.

Some couldn't make it.

Palms are shaking.

"Waste!" That stretched out, grabbed the blood-stained whip, and waved it to Lianque's face.

"Snapped!"

This whip is heavier than any whip.

A deep gulp was drawn from Lianque's face, blood spilled, and drops dripped on the ground.

He fainted again.

The bodyguard quickly took another bucket of ice water and poured it on him.

But this time, there was no sign of waking up.

The bodyguard reached out to probe his nose, his breath weak.

Not dead yet!

"Master, not yet dead."

There was no mercy in Yanyan's eyes: "Take the iron."

The bodyguard moved the stove and iron.

Several pieces of iron were burnt red in the fire.

That Yan picked up a piece, and without hesitation, burned the chest of Lianlian.

"Uh!"

Lianque raised her head and made a faint pain, but immediately gritted her teeth and held it up.

His face and neck were red.

Green bars burst!

There is a smell of roasted meat around, mixed with bloody smell, pungent and unpleasant.

Satisfied Yan Yan removed the iron from his chest.

"If you don't say it again, it's not as simple as burning it on your chest."

A bloody mark was branded on Lianque's chest.

He sweated down, slowed down for a long time, and then looked at the person in front of him with the eyes that were quenched with blood and tears, and said: "...kill me!"

Rather than being tortured in so many ways, it is better to die.

but--

That Yanyin smiled: "Kill you? No, this king wants to keep your life! If you don't say one day, this king will make you better than a day."

"..."

"If you said that, I might let you go."

Lianque was not stupid, and naturally wouldn’t believe Nayen’s words, his head drooped weakly, repeating again and again: “Kill me...Kill me!” Nayen’s eyes were angry: “You listen, no one can Come to save you, the only thing that can save you now is yourself! If you are willing to say it, you have a chance to live. And..." He was close to the ear of the bird, "No one has broken into the palace to save you until now. , As you can imagine, you are a pawn, but

Discard and crush at any time!In this case, why don't you play for this king?As long as you want, this king can give you endless life and prosperity.""Nonsence!"Lianque swallowed a spit on his face.