Reek's body was covered with filth and his whole body stinked to the sky, but Ramsay Bolton didn't mind at all and strode over and gave him a bear hug.

Such behavior was disgusting, and Drogo concluded that Little Skin was definitely a psychopath with a severely distorted personality.

In the eyes of ordinary people, hugging is an expression of enthusiasm, but Theon Greyjoy was shivering and did not feel a trace of warmth from the other person.

Sensing his reaction, a sullen expression appeared on the little skinned face. He let go of the scrawny bastard and asked dissatisfiedly: "Reek, you actually ignore my enthusiasm. Do you like to taste the taste of whips? You are such a bitch."

Ma is a big bastard!"

Theon was shocked and immediately fell to his knees. He slapped his cheek with his palm and said in panic: "Yes, sir, I am a bastard, I am a bitch, I am a reek..."

"

Ramsay Bolton was indifferent to Theon's confession and stared at Reek with a sharp look: "You must accept punishment."

When Reek heard this, he collapsed on the ground with a despairing expression.

"S-lord."

"Please, I am your most loyal reek, please let me go, let me go..." He squeaked, his voice was as thin as a gossamer, and he sounded as if he was hundreds of years old.

.

From Drogo's perspective, that guy's heart, blinded by fear, might actually be a hundred years old.

Xion hugged the little skinned thigh like a dog, begging bitterly.

The hounds didn't understand Reek's sorrow. They hit the iron cage hard and barked at him with bloodthirsty barks.

"Go away."

Feeling upset, Ramsay snapped and kicked away the plaything that was worse than a pig or a dog.

Then Lord Ramsay chuckled and ordered: "My little brothers like disgusting things that can't be tolerated. You see, how excited they are when they see Reek. You two go and let them out to accompany you."

Just have fun, Reek."

"Yes, yes, sir."

The two little skinned dog legs laughed apologetically, walked carefully to the dog cage, prayed to the gods, and opened the iron gate of the dog cage.

Seeing this, Xion turned pale with fright: "Please, don't hurt me!"

"No," he muttered, "No!"

His heels kicked randomly on the sand on the ground, trying to bury himself in and squeeze into the cold, wet sand.

But Reek's survival instinct was in vain. The hungry hound that was released from the iron cage rushed towards him like a tiger.

Reek stood up and wanted to run, but after two steps he was unable to run. His legs were weak from fear.

Lord Ramsay loves to hunt, especially two-legged prey. He likes to see his playthings struggling to their death.

One of the hounds threw Theon to the ground, and the other grabbed his leg.

It was so cruel that Drogo couldn't bear to watch it.

He thought he was ruthless and cruel enough, but compared with Ramsay Bolton, who was encouraging the hounds to bite Reek while laughing excitedly, he was really nothing.

Drogo was a cold Khal in the Great Grass Sea, but his khalasars liked him that way.

Because they worship the strong, which is completely different from Ramsay Bolton in nature.

Drogo feels that if there is a real devil in the world, it is the inhumane Ramsay Bolton!

"Roar......!"

"Woof woof woof!"

The other hounds, still in cages, kept growling and growling, and whenever Theon struggled to move, there would be a roar.

When the hound's sharp teeth bite into the flesh, Theon will let out a shrill scream and struggle desperately.

The thigh is the most delicious part of the meat. The hound bites this sweet meat, and warm blood flows down the corners of its mouth.

They were so hungry that Theon burst into tears.

The growling stomach drove the hounds to wolf down the food, and Theon lost three pieces of meat in one go.

By the fourth bite, Theon was no longer struggling, he had resigned himself to his fate.

The moment he gave up his life, the sharp-eyed Ramsay Bolton flew up and kicked the hound on the head.

"Beast, get out of here. I know Reek's meat is delicious, but I haven't played with him yet. That's enough!"

The beast, the sexually boiling hound was kicked by him but still refused to let go.

The two guards quickly grabbed the hounds by their collars and prepared to drag them into the iron cage.

"ah!"

As a result, one of the guards was bitten.

Finally, the dog owner, feeling humiliated, drew his sword and pointed it at the most ferocious hound, and chopped off its head with two swords.

The other one seemed frightened and ran away whining.

Even a dog is afraid of Xiaopi, Pi!

"It's really a waste of money to raise a female horse!"

Panting from exhaustion, Little Pipi cursed loudly and kicked the dog's head away.

Then he turned his sharp death-gray eyes to Reek, who was holding his injured leg, clenching his teeth and not daring to make a sound.

Drogo looked at the bloody sword in Ramsay Bolton's hand. He thought it would be slashed on Reek's neck.

But Little Skinned was so weird that it was difficult to predict. He suddenly dropped his sword and laughed loudly to comfort the scarred Theon.

"My good friend, are you okay?"

Reek replied with a cry of resignation: "No, it's okay, my lord."

"It's okay."

With that said, Ramsay Bolton walked behind the desk in the tent and sat down on the high chair.

Then he raised his feet, placed them on the desk, and crossed them.

He raised the wine glass on the table, and his bastard quickly picked up the wine bottle and filled it for him, then nodded and bowed, waiting for the next step.

Lord Ramsay took a sip of ale.

Then he smacked his lips and said to Reek below: "Reek, I have some bad news to tell you."

Xion's lips trembled and he quickly listened.

"Sir, please speak."

Little Peeling played with the wine glass and said unhurriedly: "I married your sister with a different surname, but you also know that Sansa Stark's female cousin didn't know the mood, which made my married life very unhappy!

So I want you to do me a favor!"

Xion didn't hesitate and said quickly: "Yes, sir, as long as I can make you happy, I am happy to help."

Little Pipi put down his wine glass, turned to stare at him, and asked playfully: "Reek, are you willing to help me teach your sister a lesson?"

lesson?

Theon thought that he should help his new wife teach her a lesson and make her obedient, just like those camp girls.

But that’s his adopted sister!

Sansa has been a lady since she was a child. No one has ever scolded her or hit her, except of course the demon in front of her.

He hesitated and said hesitantly: "If you need it, sir, I, I am willing to teach her a lesson for you."

"Oh, of course I hope, then you come with me and teach her a lesson now, teach her a lesson, just like those drunkards treat those bitches!"

Xion's whole body trembled as he understood what he meant.

"S-Sir, this, this, she is my sister!"
Chapter completed!