Chapter 1384

In the torture hall, the whip was thrown on the flesh, and the crackling sound was echoing constantly.

But in addition, I didn't even hear a painful cry.

"98, 99, 100!"

"Hoo!"

Fengman directly threw away his whip and walked over to wipe the sweat from Su Yan's forehead. He sighed helplessly, "you can really bear the pain, and you won't cry? Silent, you are a woman. If your character is a little softer, you don't have to suffer so many sins."

If she makes a plea to your highness, your highness will not punish her a hundred lashes for her past achievements.

"In the dark night hall, there is no distinction between men and women."

Su Yan knocked off his hand trying to take off his mask and sat up panting on the board under his body. Just a little movement made his muscles twitch.

But Su Yan seemed to be used to it. She hung her eyes and whispered, "bring my cloak."

All the clothes on her back had been stained with blood, broken and cracked.

Fengman takes over the cloak handed by her men and goes to put it on Su Yan himself.

"I'll send someone to take you back."

"No need."

Su Yan waved away his hand and stumbled twice when his feet touched the ground.

"Be careful -"

Fengman holds her shoulder in one hand and her waist in the other, protecting her in his arms with an ambiguous attitude.

But just right, didn't touch Su Yan's wound.

Su Yan lowered her eyes, held his wrist with her backhand and twisted it. She heard the tragic voice.

She coldly pushed Fengman away a few steps. "Fengman, don't be emotional. Here, emotion is the most superfluous thing."

With that, she gathered her cloak and walked out with great strides.

Passing through the dungeon again, those people already knew that this time Su Yan was not coming to interrogate anyone, but she was punished herself.

When I saw her weak, I couldn't help laughing and gloating.

"Look, you've worked hard for song Guanzhi. Isn't it the same that he doesn't treat you as a person?"

"Just a running dog!"

"You bitch can bear it. How many whips did you get this time?"

"I'm afraid the mission has failed again? Wait! If I can go out one day, I'll put you under - er --"

Su Yan's eyes were not squint, and she shot at him with a dart between her fingers.

Blood splashed everywhere, and the man's throat was pierced with a blood hole.

The slender figure gradually disappeared, and the surrounding was quiet. They were all frightened by Su Yan's sudden action. The man who insulted Su Yan for a long time before he fell down and splashed a burst of dust.

From his throat, he made a sound similar to that of a beast on the verge of death.

"Chief, please come to Hong Fei."

Su Yan nodded slightly and walked into his room.

The eyes behind the mask are cold and indifferent, without the slightest personal emotion.

The room quieted down.

Su Yan exhaled, reached out and took off her golden mask and threw it on the table at will.

Through the bronze mirror, the facial features of that face are few and pale, which can only be called beautiful. But on this face, there are a pair of peach blossom eyes that are enough to seduce the soul. But the master of the body is used to wearing a mask, but he also strips his emotions from the body.

Therefore, although the peach blossom eyes are beautiful in shape, they have no half silk affection.

Only a cold and empty.

"Dudu -"

There was a knock outside the door.

Su Yan went to the bedside, with her back to the door, and was slowly taking off her clothes, "enter."