Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife Chapter 682: Loose people do not lose array

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Sure enough, it is better to ask others for themselves.

It is better to count on others than to count on your own security ...

Because Ye Feng has been running in circles in order to avoid Ye Qingyu's pursuit, the place where they were caught is not far from the chief helm of worship.

Ye Qingye rode on the dying cat and carried the dying cat, carrying Ye Feng, but returned to her old place just half an hour later.

Of course, she didn't make Ning Xuemo better along the way.

Whenever you see that she is a little awake, start tossing her.

Her technique is really powerful, she can toss Ning Xuemo's soul without hurting the white cat's body. The discomfort that made her just flooded has not disappeared, and she began to taste the taste almost blown by the hurricane ...

Every time her soul couldn't hold herself apart, Ye Qingdi managed to gather her again.

After a little stabilization, continue to toss her.

Ning Xuemo finally knew that it was so difficult to die!

I finally know that there are still such penalties in this world ...

"Little girl, it seems that you don't know the heights and heights of this place. This seat will let you learn and learn well!" When Ning Xuemo was half-fainted, he heard Ye Qingying.

The voice is as cold and noble as she usually is, but the words spoke with the cruelty of bloodthirsty ...

Ning Xuemao Zhongzhong also answered her with a price: "Old woman, aunt and grandma wait and see!"

After this sentence, it was blasted with cool breeze again, and continued to taste the taste of the hurricane split ...

...

Ning Xuemo was awake again when she opened her eyes and found herself in a large hall.

Her eyes slowly turned and she recognized this hall as a side hall of Ye Qingying.

There are not many things in the side hall.

But each one looks weird.

There is a red and black whip, there is a light cyan nail board, and even a trowel ...

The most prominent is the big tripod in the middle of the main hall. There is a light blue flame under the big tripod, and the boiling oil in the tripod is tumbling.

This is like a torture chamber. The only difference between this and other places is that the torture in other places is real, but the torture in this place seems to be false.

All are covered with a layer of light cyan, like silhouettes ...

"Little girl, are you brave! You dare to provoke this seat! This seat is still so good to you, you ca n’t be lawless without letting you taste these punishments ..."

Ye Qingying lifted Ning Xuemo, looked at his eyes, and smiled softly: "You said, which one should you taste first? Have you heard of the eighteenth floor hell? Go to the sword mountain, Let ’s go to the pan, roll the knife in half ... or taste the torture whip first? "

After one round of flooding, and several rounds of sky wind split her body, her mind was already groggy, and she did not even hear Ye Qingyu's words clearly. Only faintly heard about the eighteen floors of **** ...

Her gaze was fixed on the whip, but she couldn't react for a moment.

This **** woman wants to whip her?

Oh, she's not afraid to **** up her baby cat?

She smirked. When it was really desperate, she was losing and not losing: "You are a **** woman no one wants, even if you let the horse over ... Look, I will be afraid of you!" "

"Miscellaneous accounts!" Ye Qingying's face changed, this **** woman no one wanted stimulated her,

Throw Ning Xuemo to the ground with one hand, and the red and black whip fell on her hand, and a whip was drawn towards Ning Xuemo!