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178. Torture

Within a moment, five more whips were swung, and each whip did not miss. The whips all landed on Wu Jiuzi's back.

Wu Jiuzi's lips had been bitten, her legs were shaking with pain, her eyesight was turning black, and her head was feeling dizzy and empty.

In a daze, she seemed to feel that the whip paused for a moment, and a voice asked her if she could use it.

She was a little confused from the pain and couldn't see clearly who was asking her. She just shook her head subconsciously and seemed to smile: "I really have nothing to do, just beat me to death..."

She really has had enough of this world!

This body is not what she wants. If she dies now, maybe her soul can return to her own time. Even if she cannot return to her original body, it would be good to be reincarnated.

She still misses her time, when life was rich and comfortable, no one abused her, no one would beat her...

"She is really stubborn! Give her ten more lashes!" The voice was a little angry.

"Elder, she...she is just a child. If she is whipped ten more times, she won't be able to help it." It seemed like someone was pleading for mercy.

"Hmph, at best she dies here! Anyway, she was possessed by a monster, and her death is not worth anything." This time Wu Jiuzi recognized that the stern and cold voice belonged to the law enforcement elder.

It seems that he really hates the so-called 'monster' to the core, so he would deal with a child like this.

"I said..." Wu Jiuzi suddenly spoke angrily.

The protector elder's eyes lit up and his face looked proud. He knew that no one could bear this kind of punishment.

"Witch, I guess you are wise! Okay, you say, as long as you tell me the mastermind behind you and the conspiracy you want to carry out, I will spare your life."

"The mastermind behind me is... you! The conspiracy to be carried out is that you want to overthrow the Jiuhua Sect..." Wu Jiuzi has always been afraid of pain, and usually screams in pain at the slightest pain.

When she was little, she was extremely naughty, and sometimes she would be so angry that her grandmother would hit her with a stick.

But every time the stick was raised high, she was reluctant to drop it. Once in a while, she would deliberately scream in pain to make her grandma feel distressed, and she would not be willing to punish her anymore.

In fact, she has already understood that only expressing pain in front of the people who care about her will work and she will be pitied.

If no one feels sorry for her, even if she screams at the top of her lungs, no one will show mercy, and it will be a joke...

Therefore, even though she was almost fainting from the pain, she was still smiling and what she said was even more infuriating.

The law enforcement elder showed a rare expression of livid expression and waved his hand: "Hit! Beat her until she tells the truth!"

There was another frightening sound of a whip cutting through the air. Wu Jiuzi closed his eyes and bit his lips tightly, waiting for the heart-pounding pain to come again...

"Stop!" A vague cry seemed to come from very far away, the voice was as cold as the wind and as cold as a spring.

When the sound first sounded, it was still very far away. When the last word fell, a white shadow also fell...

The white shadow came so quickly that everyone felt their eyes blurred as the man had already landed on the execution platform.

He has three thousand strands of hair like a nine-day waterfall, and a snow-white robe like the snow on the plateau. His appearance is so beautiful that it is difficult to describe and paint. His temperament is as ice-like as snow. Even if he stands there silently, he still has a natural and extremely noble temperament that makes people laugh.

I want to pay homage.

………………

Let’s talk about the group number: 30037235, a stepping stone: How did Mo Jiuzi die?


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