"Pearl, my poor son, how can you let the white haired man send the black haired man..." Mrs. Hou of Pingyang was lying on the crystal coffin, crying heartbroken.

At this time, at the gate of the prime minister's residence, I don't know who called out: "Miss, come back!"

People are looking for fame.

The crowd moved out of the way. Cheng Liang was striking. The nails were extremely sharp.

Nangong yueluo coldly looks at the nail board about nine feet long and one foot wide.

Such a sharp nail, not to mention the whole person standing up, is the hand accidentally touched, can draw a deep blood.

The South Temple month falls beautiful Mou to smile, seem to don't understand public to her difficult sort, straight of want to cross this nail board.

"Evil animal, don't kneel down in the sky to make amends to the Marquis of Pingyang." Nangong Wende said with a calm face.

"Ha ha, a line of heaven, a line of life and death."

Nangong month falls to hook lips to sneer coldly, the whole body's coldness, seem that all these have nothing to do with herself.

As soon as Mrs. Hou of Pingyang saw Nangong yueluo, her eyes were full of poison. She pointed to the breach of Nangong yueluo and said, "Nangong yueluo, you bitch, I'll kill you..."

Mrs. Pingyang rose, but because she was too sad, she fell to the ground. The servant girl helped Mrs. Pingyang up.

Nangong yueluo doesn't care about these people who challenge her. If she kneels on the nail board, her leg will be broken. She will go straight over the nail board to the prime minister's house.

Su Shi thought that his daughter's face had been destroyed by this slut. He was angry and looked at Nangong Wende and said, "you see, the eldest lady is so majestic. She turns a deaf ear to your words. Now she's causing such a big trouble. She's like nobody."

Although Su's words seemed to lower her voice to Nangong Wende, her voice fell into the ears of all the people present, especially the ears of Hou mi Jiuming in Pingyang. When mi Jiuming heard them, he looked murderous.

"Nangong Wende, don't be hypocritical. I don't need your daughter to apologize. One life for one. "

"Today, if you don't hand over the murderer who killed my daughter, I will step down your prime minister's residence." In Pingyang, Hou MI was nine bright and evil.

"Don't be angry. Our prime minister will give you an account." Su quickly turned to look at Pingyang Hou and said with a smile.

"Calm down? But kneeling on the nail board, I want you to forgive my son's murderer. No way Pingyang Hou said angrily.

Hehe, it's just a nail board?

A sharp nail that can scratch people at the touch of it is like a breeze that has nothing to do with pain.

Nangong Wende also looked at Pingyang Marquis with a calm face and said, "don't worry, marquis. I'll give him an account."

"Hum!" Mi Jiuming's sleeve is cold.

Then, with a big wave of Nangong Wende's hand, the prime minister's servants came forward with the liquor, opened the wine stopper, poured the jars of liquor on the nail board, and soon the jars were finished.

Next, two more servants came forward with torches and stood on both sides of the nail board, so that they could burn with just a little spark.

It's the rhythm of trying to burn her alive.

This is her good family, no matter black and white, no matter why, help outsiders bully their daughter.

Just nails, for a weak woman, kneeling on it, is also extremely cruel punishment. Even if she does not die, she will die.

What's more, the current battle is to burn her alive.

Nangong yueluo looks around coldly. She feels bone cold all over her body. If she doesn't have her grandmother in the prime minister's house, she will set the prime minister's house on fire.