Di Jiang looked at the two long whip wounds on the female slave's body and couldn't help but clicked his tongue. This Ye Fan was really ruthless.
"If you don't be cruel, how can those people believe it?"
Ye Fan chuckled lightly.
"Lord Dijiang, don't worry. Mr. Ye gave me a pill before I came here. Now I don't feel the whiplash at all."
The female master quickly explained that although there were two horrific scars on her body, she really couldn't feel any pain now.
"What medicine? So magical?"
Di Jiang looked at the female master suspiciously, and then at Ye Fan.
"I got this elixir by chance before. It can make people temporarily lose their sense of pain and at the same time make their skin extremely fragile. I thought I would never be able to use it, but I didn't expect it to come in handy today."
Ye Fan explained with a smile.
He got this elixir by chance in a previous world. He thought the effect was interesting, so he kept one as a souvenir. Unexpectedly, he used it for a whole day.
"With the female slayer's strength, it is difficult for ordinary punishment to cause harm to her. If it wants to cause a seemingly tragic effect, then he will naturally not be able to avoid suffering. But now that he has this elixir,
An ordinary whip can also cause such scars on her body."
With that said, Ye Fan handed the whip in his hand to Di Jiang. Di Jiang checked it carefully and found that the whip was indeed just a mortal object, and there was no trace of spiritual power attached to it.
If one only looked at the shocking scars on the female slave's body, no one would believe that it was just an ordinary long whip.
"In this way, although the scars on the female slave's body look serious, they are actually flesh wounds. If the female slave does not go out of her way to heal these flesh wounds, it will be enough to confuse everyone's hearing for a period of time."
Di Jiang now only feels that Ye Fan is simply a treasure. The longer he stays with him, the more surprises he will bring to him.
But Di Jiang held the whip in his hand for a long time, but in the end he couldn't swing it.
He is extremely cruel to his enemies, but he is unwilling to do anything to his own people.
Now that the female scourge is considered a member of his own camp, he will not be able to wield this whip no matter what.
Ye Fan sighed. He didn't know whether it was a blessing or a misfortune for Guangming Pavilion to have a person in charge like Di Jiang.
He snatched the whip from Di Jiang's hand.
"I'll do it."
Ye Fan raised his whip with one hand, looked at the female slave, and said to her.
"excuse me!"
The female demon watched the whip fall towards her without dodge at all.
Although he didn't know why Di Jiang and Ye Fan did this, he was willing to believe in these two people and believed that they would not hurt him for no reason.
An hour later, the door to the execution room finally opened. Di Jiang wiped the blood on his hands in disgust and said to the monk standing at the door.
"Take care of it and take the female slave back to the cell."
Di Jiang, whose hands were stained with blood, and Ye Fan, who followed him with a cold face, caused a great psychological shadow on these monks. They simply couldn't imagine that the female slave in the execution room had been tortured.
What has it become.
They walked into the new house tremblingly and frightened, and put down the female slave on the rack.
Although they were mentally prepared, they still couldn't help being speechless.
Lord Di Jiang is really not that ruthless. Although he is said to be a traitor to the Guangming Pavilion, several young monks still feel unbearable when they see him like this.