The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Gu Liufeng took a whip with salt water on his side, slamming it, and pumping it down on her.

"When you tortured my mother, you are not very arrogant, very proud?"

"When you trample on our mother and child, are you not on the high side, do you like us as a beast?"

With the whip, I couldn't hate it. The valley wind took the soldering iron on the side, and pressed it on her, and poured the whole bucket of salt water on her.

Mrs. Murong made a cry of heartbreaking screams, and kept on the ground and begged for mercy. "I was wrong, I was wrong! Please let me go... ah ah ah!!! Valley wind, you swearing You dare to do this to us, you must not die!!"

The look of the valley wind is extremely calm, but the flames of the raging are jumping in the eyes.

The painful torture that the two mothers and sons exerted on him flashed one by one in front of them.

Every day, he can't wait to strip their skins, tear their bones, and smash them!

Every day, he endured the fear of his mother, his hatred of himself, and his pain in his sorrow.

Finally, the sky has eyes!

These two people finally fell into their hands today. How can he dismount them in order to dispel the hatred of the heart?

Suddenly, one hand held his hand to pick up the torture device.

The wind in the valley raised his head, and he had a delicate face and bright eyes.

Tunxi shook his head at him. "Keep them, it's still useful. If you want to settle accounts, it's better to wait for the Murong family to be destroyed. Let's count with this group of people. Isn't it more fun then?"

The valley winds a loose hand, and the iron spurs in his hands fall down, making a "squeaky" sound.

He nodded and whispered: "Hey, thank you!"

Do not! What he knows is not that the sky has eyes, he can be saved, not the eyes of the sky, he can take revenge.

It is because, with this person in front of you, because in his world, there is a juvenile who is as bright as a moon and dazzling like a sun.

Tunxi glared all the clothes of Mrs. Murong, and quickly moved her into the shape of Gu Youlan.

In order to be realistic, Tunxi used a whip to draw a lot of scars on Mrs. Murong, and used special drugs to make these scars old. After this action, Mrs. Murong had already been smothered and fainted.

Quxi smiled and put a silver needle into her head. Before the silver needle was brought out, Mrs. Murong could not speak and could not use spiritual power, and occasionally went crazy.

As for the Murong Linfeng on the criminal frame, his tongue was burnt, he could not speak at will, and his spiritual power was locked by the mysterious iron. He couldn’t tell the difference. In a short time, no one found that he was replaced.

Tunxi put the unconscious Mrs. Murong into the wooden box, and smiled faintly: "Let her taste the smell of being locked in a small box day and night than the scars on her body. That is the most horrible and most devastating. Maybe she will be driven crazy if she is not found."

Gu Fengfeng picked up his comatose mother, but his eyes were full of grief.

This kind of torture, his mother is suffering every day, never cut off.

Fortunately, all nightmares have finally passed.

The three guards who fainted the doorway quietly left the dungeon of Murong House.

Upon entering the inner courtyard of Murong House, Tunxi saw the direction of the valley and the wind staring at the direction of the main house. The eyes were full of hatred, as if the next moment would rush out and desperately.