The dark and damp dungeon is filled with the stench of rotten corpses, which is disgusting. A gust of cold wind blows through, which is eerie and creepy. This is the purgatory on earth. It is terrible, it is also tortured, life is better than death.
There is a separate cell here, with a clean bed, a clean table, and a low bookshelf in the corner, with books neatly placed.
Feng Aotian walked leisurely to this cell, the cell door opened, and he saw a man sitting at the square table, his black hair was like silk, flowing down, and his eyes were like cold jade under his slender eyebrows. , pale to colorless thin lips, cold facial lines, like exiles, from a distance, it seems that a layer of mist is covering the whole body, which makes him even more out of the world, can't bear blasphemy, dressed in sackcloth Prisoner's uniform, still so indifferent.
The guard of the dungeon knelt on the ground, and he turned a deaf ear, still flipping through the scroll in front of him, without even blinking, let alone getting up to greet him.
Standing outside the door of the cell, Eunuch Feng saw this. He was really dissatisfied with Leng Qianye's impractical temperament, especially his stubborn temper, which made him even more displeased. Hand, waved slightly.
Eunuch Feng stubbornly suppressed the rebuke, but he still glared at Leng Qianye with those shrewd old eyes, and cursed inwardly, not knowing what to do.
If it was according to Feng Aotian in the past, seeing his ignorant appearance, he would have shouted loudly, pulled out his whip, hung him up, and beat him fiercely, but now she doesn't bother to do those things that are not worth it. when things happen.
She still understands the truth of Mu Qiang's failure.
"You wait." Feng Aotian walked leisurely to the square table, sat beside Leng Qianye, tapped the table with his fingers, making a crisp sound.
Eunuch Feng took the order, and immediately led someone out of the cell, waiting 300 meters away.
Leng Qianye still stared at the scroll in his hand, he knew in his heart why Feng Aotian treated him like this, fortunately, he can still endure such atrocities, she has not yet touched her bottom line, that is her Never touched him.
Feng Aotian tilted his head and stared at Leng Qianye, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and a charming smile evoked the corner of his mouth. Such a handsome face as beautiful as the moon, aloof and refined, with a temperament that does not eat human fireworks, no one can As you can imagine, he is a rare general and talent, and he uses the army like a god, and few people can match it.
"Tell me, if the lord did you here..." Feng Aotian raised his finger slightly as she spoke, and Leng Qianye had already tapped her acupuncture point.
Leng Qianye had never looked at her from the beginning to the end, including now that she had tapped his acupuncture point, the prison clothes on her body had been torn to shreds in an instant, leaving only a pair of obscene trousers, and her jade-like skin was exposed in front of her. The scars accumulated on his body over the past two years have not yet faded away, as if it was an indelible imprint on his body, making him always remember the humiliation he suffered in the past two years.
Feng Aotian knew his stubborn and stubborn temperament, and remembered that every time Feng Aotian vented on him, he left countless whips, chains, or even more unimaginable beatings, scars from tyranny. , he never frowned, he was still so light and indifferent.
Now, the old wounds on his body have not healed, and new ones have been added. Because of the severe cold in this dungeon, now, his body is already covered with scars. Aotian raised his hand and swiped his fingers across the wounds, which were very annoying to the eyes.
Leng Qianye sat upright on the wooden bench, his acupoints were taped, and he allowed her to act recklessly on his body. His cold eyes shot a touch of indifference, and his heart was full of disgust. He was touched by a man, and, It was the regent that he hated so much. Thinking of this, he felt disgusted for a while. Unfortunately, his martial arts were poisoned by her. Now, he is already a waste.
Feng Aotian pulled slightly, Leng Qianye's body was already leaning on her body, she lowered her head, biting the fair skin of his slender neck, she didn't let go until she smelled the blood, and then continued to bite down.
Leng Qianye felt extremely embarrassed, but still bit his lip and didn't say a word. His jade-like face seemed to be covered with a layer of dust. His cold eyes darkened. But it didn't stop him from speaking. He would rather die than leave this shameful mark. Thinking of this, his heart slammed, his eyes closed, and he wanted to bite his tongue and commit suicide.
His teeth touched his tongue, and he bit hard, but he didn't feel any pain. However, his mouth was full of blood. He opened his eyes that were as clear as a thousand-year-old cold pool. He lowered his eyes and saw a pair of white Her hand was stuffing into her mouth, her indifferent eyes flashed with surprise, and she followed the line of sight that was watching him. This was the first time he saw her face.
It was not the cruelty he had imagined, nor the cruelty he had seen at first. Her handsome face was now smiling, and her phoenix eyes showed a noble and icy coldness. When he was stunned, she had already He took out the back of his hand, completely ignoring the bleeding on the back of his hand, which was still bleeding because he bit it so hard.
Leng Qianye listened to Feng Aotian's ridicule, restrained the surprise in her heart, returned to her previous indifference, turned her eyes and turned a blind eye to her.
Feng Aotian had long expected that he would do this, but fortunately, she shot in time, otherwise, if he really bit his tongue and committed suicide, it would not be worth the loss.
"Didn't you hear what Grandpa said?" Feng Aotian said coldly when he saw that he didn't answer.
Leng Qianye remained silent, lowered his head and looked at himself naked, but did not know why she wanted to prevent him from dying? Is it to continue torturing him
Feng Aotian's eyes were gloomy, and if she didn't answer, it didn't mean she would tolerate it. With a slight wave of Yun Xiu, Leng Qianye fell to the ground unexpectedly, but was deceived by Feng Aotian, and she sat on his seat. On his body, he fixed his arms with both hands, forcing him to look at her, "Master asked you, did you hear what Master said?"
Leng Qianye was forced to look at her, but it bumped into Feng Aotian's eyes as cold as Hantan, like a sharp ice sword, stabbing straight at his heart, such a powerful aura made him almost unstoppable.
He remained silent, and he had nothing to say to her.
Feng Aotian had never seen such a stubborn bone before, he lowered his head and bit his lips fiercely, only to hear a voice finally overflowing from the thin lips, "Um..."
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