Chapter 427

"Zilala" makes people's teeth sour and flesh scorch again, accompanied by the smell of barbecue.

"Gu Liufeng" on the torture rack couldn't say a word of pain, and could only scream and howl endlessly.

Mrs. Murong looked at his miserable appearance, but she was in a happy mood. She laughed and said: "you don't want to be ashamed, don't you just rely on this face to charm Lin Feng? Now I've ruined your face, see what area you bitch will use to bewitch my son! Ha ha ha... "

"Gu Liufeng" on the torture rack apparently heard Mrs. Murong's words, and his face was shocked.

He looked down at himself, frantically earning his hands, only to find that he could not move at all.

Whether it's the face or the lower body, there's the pain that rips the heart and cracks the lung.

But the most painful and terrible thing is that his mother stood in front of him but could not recognize him. Instead, she called him "Murong Liufeng"!

"Guliufeng" opened his mouth and shouted at his throat, "Mom, it's me, I'm Linfeng, I'm your son, help Help

However, because his face was burned by a soldering iron and his mouth was red and swollen, his words were vague, and Mrs. Murong could not hear what he was saying at all.

Seeing that he was so shouting and full of fear, he felt very happy. He took off the hairpin on his head and stabbed him in the face, "hahaha Little bastard, what are you? You're just a rotten bastard of a cheap crazy girl. You're even more qualified than my son. You dare to seduce my son! "

"Bah! You are just like your mother. You deserve to be trampled on for a lifetime! Bitch, trash, son of a bitch... "

The stab of the next hairpin didn't hurt the warrior's life, but her face was soon scratched. The fear and pain were not comparable to ordinary punishment.

Murong Linfeng from the beginning of wailing for mercy, to the end become dying, even the voice is gradually unable to send out.

Mrs. Murong gasped, gritted her teeth and stared at the "Gu Liufeng" on the torture rack. Thinking of the humiliation that the mother and son had brought to herself several years ago, she wished to tear up the little beast.

It's a pity that Murong's people still want to keep this little beast and that bitch alive, so that she can't get rid of this evil spirit all the time.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Mrs. Murong quickly walked to a corner of the torture room, and then opened a mechanism on it with a grim smile.

Soon, in which corner appeared a wooden box about half a man tall.

In which wooden box, curled up a woman with a shawl.

She was red and full of fruit, and there were terrible scars all over her body, and those scars overlapped one by one. It was obvious that she had never been tortured.

The most frightening thing about He Xi is that such a living man, who is about one meter and six in height, is locked in a box only one meter high day and night, curling up and unable to stretch. What kind of torture is this?

At the sight of this man, He Xi clearly felt that the valley current wind around him was tense and his eyes were red as blood.

If it wasn't for He Xi, he would have rushed out recklessly.

Mrs. Murong grabbed the woman's hair, dragged her out, and dragged her to "guliufeng" like dragging garbage.

The guard nearby was full of embarrassment and panic, and whispered to her: "madam, master said that without his order, you can't let this man out. You do this... "