Demon King's Favorite, Enchanting Concubine

Chapter 92: Eavesdrop

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She was about to follow the woman in, but was stopped by the Second Demon. The Second Demon asked her not to be impulsive, and to see what was going on inside, Qing'er had to obediently stand at the door and listen.

The woman was trembling, and as soon as she stepped into the door, she heard other female demons say: "Oh, who am I? This is not a woman."

"It's a concubine, it's a concubine body... here." The woman didn't dare to raise her head after entering, but she fell to her knees in fright by the question, and said tremblingly.

"I don't know, this woman is so old, what else is attractive." One of the women said.

"That man can't wait to have all the women in the world. If this woman hadn't been a little better, I'm afraid she would have disappeared long ago." Another woman who was with her whispered.

"Hee hee" The women teased and came to the woman.

"Uh, no, I beg you..." The woman trembled with fright, pulling her clothes tightly.

With a loud slap in the face, a woman slapped the woman's face fiercely, and kept taunting her in her mouth.

"Big leather, look at how arrogant you are. At the beginning, you believed that you were strong, and you grabbed rouge with me... "Papa Papa" followed a few more times, and the woman shook her hand after smoking. Maybe she used too much force. Does it hurt

The women pinched her on her body for a while before leaving with satisfaction. They went back to the man and laughed.

The man squinted at the woman while drinking the wine, and cursed: "The little bitch used to sell you a lot of money, but now he is going to torture you day by day and let you pay back the money little by little. come back."

Qing'er had to endure a sigh of anger and suffocated fiercely, the resentment in her heart gradually gathered.

I saw the rich man hugging left and right, and all of those women were dressed exposed, with arms and legs, shoulders, and half-exposed white breasts. Serious people could not bear this.

"I have already discussed with those who and who, and I will sell you to Mother Wang in a few days. There is a famous women's branch in this district. Then the money from you will be enough for my lord and mine."

The woman knelt on the ground and she felt miserable. When she heard this, she burst into tears, stood up, and slammed into the wall quickly.

That woman suffered from such disasters when she was in the middle of her family. Otherwise, she was also the eldest lady of a certain family. It was only because she was engaged to that Fukuto early, who expected her family to change halfway, and this person was brutally murdered.

When she thought of this, the pain in her heart was unparalleled. How could a daughter of a Qing white family suffer such humiliation, let alone a relative who didn't regard herself as a relative.

It's not as good as a hundred and die, and let's talk about the savior who is guarding outside. He still doesn't take action at this moment, and he doesn't have to implicate others. You can solve the matter by dying alone.

It would not harm others, let alone suffer such humiliation and torture, so the woman hit the wall to find her shortcomings.

When she got up and rammed the wall, the group of people continued to laugh and scold indifferently. The flirtatious flirtation filled the room, as if nothing had happened at all.

With a muffled sound, the woman slammed into the wall, but saw that the woman's head was smashed, and the man slid down the wall and spread there motionless.

The snow-white forehead was like a flower in an instant, and the blood ran down her forehead and dripped on her snow-white thigh, but she saw the woman "dead" just like that.

The group of people glanced at it but nothing happened. The man glanced at it with disdain, and then said to a woman: "Go, wake me up."

"Yeah, sir." The woman was one of the man's concubines. After the man said, he continued to tease the women who were making a fuss. They seemed to be very helpful one by one.

"Wow!" A basin of cold water was poured over the injured woman's head and face. The woman felt her body tight in a daze. She trembled, and she woke up leisurely.

"Bah, why don't you die? The murdered old lady will save you." A woman helped the woman up, wrapped her forehead with a white cloth, and then took a rope to tie the woman's hands fiercely. tight.

The woman was filled with grief and indignation, her anger and shame were hard to be calmed down. At this moment, there was only one dead heart, and the other hearts were already dead.

Standing outside, Qing'er gritted her teeth, her small face turned purple with anger, but the Second Demon still refused to let Qing'er make a move.

The woman was tied with her hands, and she was sitting on the ground with tears pattering down.

The man still yelled at the woman fiercely and extremely disgustedly, and the women next to him burst into laughter when they heard this.

There was even a woman who came to the man with a smile, but saw that the woman's eyebrows were fierce and her dress was very revealing.

"Master, since she is useless now, can we let our sisters have fun, hehe." The woman said flatly to the man.

"Well, you guys should be gentle, but it won't affect her skin. It won't be good if you can't sell it at a good price then."

"Yes, hehe"

"Hehe, go sisters, let us continue to vent her anger with her."

"Good family woman, I bah, it's not like us when it comes to the man's bed, hahaha."

With mocking and contempt on the faces of those women, they turned and entered the side door inside the inner hall, and a woman took out a set of things in her hand.

But when I saw something one foot long, it looked like a cloth bag on the outside, but when the woman opened the cloth bag with a smile, I saw a flash of white light, which turned out to be a row of needles.

It seems that the woman is usually tortured in this way. She burst into tears, but she had no expression at all when she saw the needles, only a dead heart.

A beautifully dressed woman drew a two-inch needle from it and walked to the tied woman with a smile.

"Good family woman, eldest daughter, hee hee," the woman said to the tied woman with an anguish. But there was endless ridicule and contempt in the words, and she walked around in front of the woman with the needle.

While looking at the tip of the needle, she took the needle and dangled it in front of the tied woman, then gritted her teeth and said: "First, let the Liangjia women make an embroidered pillow."

Immediately afterwards, I heard a scream of "Ah", the needle plunged into the woman's toe without hesitation, the woman screamed in pain, and large beads of sweat leaked out of her forehead, which was just tied to the wound. The white cloth was also dyed red with blood. At this moment, the sweat was gradually smeared.

The blooming red gradually dilutes humanity without any room, leaving only naked despicability and shameless imprints on everyone's forehead at the scene. If that humiliation can speak, act, and be unscrupulous without being restricted by the law , It is estimated that the wicked person is already a dead body on the spot.

It's a pity that the blood suffered an unprecedented humiliation, and this blood has been taught by Xiong Tao, who has been benevolent, righteous, courteous, wise, and filial.

There is only obedience in the bones, and there is no rebellion in the blood. When the humiliation and torture come together, the blood still obeys and seeks perfection.

The good-looking virtuous and the lady are the memories brought from the mother's womb in the blood, and the blood is just good obedience and confession after facing the incident.

All misfortunes and sufferings are attributed to the ups and downs of fate, without thinking about the shortcomings of the three principles and five constants and what is the problem of women.

The feudal ideology of marrying chickens, dogs and dogs made the woman lose rebellion in her blood, and the well-behaved, kind and virtuous and Shuhui took root in that woman's blood.

When different groups in the other world used vicious and humiliating attacks to insult the virtuous blood, it obediently obeyed the father Tsuna, Fu Tsuna, and Zi Tsuna.

Without the blood of rebellion and self-protection, she can only be an incompetent child who is soft enough to fight back.

The only resistance is to use his own death to seek relief, not to seek justice from the unfair world.

Qing'er is just another existence. Although she is the devil's lover, her blood is filled with memories of fairness and justice, self-esteem and self-love, and more of her self without losing her kindness and benevolence.

The woman's determination to seek death was just a compromise that was so weak that anyone looked down upon it. The tightness of compromise was the rule in the blood, not the respect for life, the respect for human dignity, the respect for emotion and life.

"Ah... ah... ah"

... The miserable crying and screaming filled the hall, and the scornful laughter also existed at the same time. The woman's misery may be a common problem in that world, and the countless invisible misery during her life is being staged in different corners in different ways.

When the seventh needle pierced the woman's finger, when the sly smile of the **** was high and cheerful again, the evil scenes continued to be staged in the inner hall, and everything seemed calm in the moonlight.

The door of fate that separated evil and misery was kicked open.

The woman who was paralyzed on the ground was already covered in blood and passed out into a coma. The sordid and unbearableness of the man and the woman in the inner hall stopped instantly.

A few women laughed around the tortured person, but some women amused themselves, looking for the indulgence between the ****.

That picture was fixed forever at the moment the door was kicked open, because the moment the door was broken open, the room was filled with countless swords and sharp blades. The picture is sloppy.

All ethics and thoughts as well as unbearable **** and shameless abuse, and so on, are all blurred by the sharp blade of the gods.

But seeing an emerald green sword shining coldly behind Qing'er, the two demon kings followed closely and entered the inner hall together.