Just when Su ruoxian was thinking about how to escape, there was a sound of walking outside the door. Soon, the door which had been closed tightly was opened, and then the man who had frightened Su ruoxian for a long time appeared. Looking at the well-dressed Yang Qianhe standing in front of her, Su ruoxian's body shakes subconsciously. She quickly shrinks back and lowers her head to look at Yang Qianhe's eyes. Her heart is full of fear. She doesn't know how Yang Qian and this madman will torture herself today to make him feel excited.
Yang Qianhe is very satisfied with Su ruoxian's reaction. He wants to make su ruoxian fear himself, but it's not enough. He will give Su ruoxian all the pain he has suffered to relieve his hatred.
"Modest, no, I beg you, when I go out, I really know I'm wrong, don't torture me like this, OK?" After all, Su ruoxian began to plead with her again, but Yang Qianhe didn't look at her. He went to the cabinet and took out a long whip.
Looking at the thick and long whip, Su ruoxian's pupils dilated. He looked at Yang Qianhe in disbelief, and his words were not sharp. "Qianhe, what are you going to do? Are you going to hit me? No, I can't stand it. Please don't do this to me, I'll be killed! "
Su ruoxian kept shaking her head and retreating until she got close to the cold wall. Then she felt deeply helpless and desperate. She could only look at Yang Qianhe imploringly, hoping that he could show mercy.
Yang Qianhe pulled out a cruel smile. He gently stroked the whip in his hand and said with a low smile, "ruoxian, you really underestimate yourself. How can you know that you can't do without trying? This is a whip that I made specially for you. You will like it
"No! I don't like it! You take it! Take it away Looking at Yang Qianhe who came towards him, Su ruoxian tightly fastened the wall behind him. His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of fear and fear.
However, without waiting for Su ruoxian's reaction, the long whip fell directly on her. I'm afraid Su ruoxian won't forget the pain in her life. It's like being cut into pieces. She is sweating with pain. The place where she was hit is red and swollen quickly, and some places even begin to crack.
"If you are immortal, I know you can do it. Isn't it still alive and angry?" With a smile, Yang Qianhe quickly raised his whip and hit it again. This time, instead of staying, he kept beating. He didn't take back the whip until Su ruoxian had passed out.
Su ruoxian only felt that she was in agony, and the original wound could not bear the whipping again. She seemed to see her scarred appearance, and her heart was also more and more scared. No matter how loud she cried, Yang Qianhe was just like a robot, repeating the same action.
Later, Su ruoxian couldn't stand it any more. She fainted in the dark.
Looking at Su ruoxian, who was unconscious, Yang Qianhe shook his head in disgust. "It's really hard to fight. It seems that we need to train well! Otherwise, it would be boring to go on like this! "