Wake up in a heat of indescribable heat.

Ryukyu opened his eyes, subconsciously moved his body, unable to move, unable to move a finger.

In this slight movement, the mind quickly recovered. For the toxin, she had consciously cultivated the body's toxicity tolerance, so although poisoned, she woke up much earlier than ordinary people.

Blinked, faded the dim in the mind, Ryukyu glanced around her place for the first time.

A cell, a cell full of fire.

The penalty room is very small, only about 10 square meters. The walls are covered with shackles, whips, stingers, and other vicious tools.

On the surrounding ground, there are tiger stools, nail boards, and dried blood on them.

In the corner of the penalty room, there is a big iron stove burning, on which is placed the burning red iron.

The ticking sound of molten iron makes people feel creepy in this silent prison room.

Ryukyu quickly glanced around. Ouyang Yufei was not here. She was the only one.

After frowning, I looked down at myself.

Yes, quite good.

She was tied to an iron stigma, with a wet whip all over her body, and tightly tied her. Her hands and feet were tied with iron chains once, so that she could not move or breathe.

The bundling method is the most authentic bundling, which is tied with a water stained whip. The more you move it, the smaller it will be, and the tighter it will be. At last, it can completely close to the skin.

This means was quite familiar to Ryukyu at that time.

Glancing at the whip that was almost tied into her flesh, it seems that her prestige is too prominent and not good. There is really no room for her to change.

Everything on his body has been searched. For the first time, Ryukyu relied on nothing and fell into the hands of others.

Yang Yang eyebrows, Ryukyu at this time do not know whether to laugh, or cry.

There are people outside, and there are days outside. She thinks she is invincible in the world. As a result, a mountain is higher than a mountain. Today, she has planted a big heel in the gutter.