Chapter 39: The strongest torture in history (on)

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Early in the morning, I heard that I was assassin in the palace. Yan dyeing and others couldn’t wait to use the breakfast and then rushed to the palace. I didn’t want to be cold-faced and expressionless when I entered the palace. In the dungeon.
Looking at the man hanging on the shelf, a fierce one, Yan dyed a whistling cheerfully, not very sincere and laughed and said: "Hey, the emperor, you are also stunned, this scorpion is angry." The appearance of the hairspring is afraid that it will become a waste person in the future."
The wind looked at his owed face and smiled coldly: "When is Tai Fu so sympathetic? Do you say that you haven’t touched a finger on it, but what about beating? This is what he deserves."
"Hey, didn't move him a finger, how did he hurt like this?" Yan dyed and glanced at the assassin who had only half a life left, and asked strangely.
The wind was silent, but it was cold if Feng thought thoughtfully inserted: "When I first entered the palace, I secretly listened to the palace people. When the emperor was assassinated last night, he was with the Qingyi Niangniang."
"With the Qingyi Niangniang? Isn't the Emperor's hand, is it sunny? This assassin doesn't look weak. The small body of Qingyi can actually hurt him. It's really hidden and people can't look at it. "Yan Dye said that his face changed slightly, and he took a cautious look at the wind and not far away. No wonder someone is so ugly today, it is not just a cat that just finds that the pillow is not literate, but only at any time. The tigress that hurts people, the heart is stagnation?
Yan dyeing's eyes are too explicit, and he has been friends for many years. He has already touched his heart and mind, and he has been too lazy to give him a direct explanation. He ignores his people. Compassionate gaze.
Shao Zi Tang white whispered someone's eyes, walked a few steps forward, twisted the eyebrows and looked at the assassin's eyes, Shen Sheng: "Yan dye, your eyes are long on the top? This assassin pale, The night sweats, the weak breath and the intermittent convulsions from time to time in the body are clearly signs of ignorance. Have you been practicing martial arts in recent years? Even this can't be seen!"
"Don't go into flames?" Yan dyed for a moment, then thought of what was general, the smile on his face did not know why it was stiff, and smiled and looked back at the wind and asked, "The emperor, this assassin appeared last night. At that time, the Qingyi Niangniang will not be playing for you...playing the piano."
As soon as this was said, the faces of the two men on the side were also changed, turning to look at the wind.
I was grateful to him for a glance, and he smiled: "Of course not."
Later, when a few people just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, they added: "But it is more terrible than that."
Yan dyed Wei Shu's mouth suddenly froze, and asked dryly: "I would like to ask the emperor, the sun is shining at the time..."
"Ai Wei was pleading guilty to the unsatisfactory lunch in the past few days, and sang a song for deep affection for forgiveness."
"..." sing a song? ! Not what they think?
Satisfied with the face of a few friends who were suddenly discolored, the wind faintly added another sentence: "Actually... there were three assassins last night."
Yan dyed a hard swallowing mouth, slightly numb and asked: "What about the other two assassins?"
"The two assassins listened to the sound of the sound of love, the tide of the heart, the feelings of hardship, self-satisfaction, death, and only the only one living." The man’s blushing face, you know that he heard two assassins outside last night, but I don’t know why he was dead. Surprise is no less than a few people in front of him.
After being amazed, I suddenly remembered the screaming of the sword that the assassin had come in before it came in. The truth is clear at a glance.
"..." Two deaths and one injury! The three men trembled in silence, silently glanced at each other, secretly determined, and later saw someone must detour. It’s not that they are afraid of death. Life has never died since ancient times. It’s just that such a grievous death is too shameful to have a tree!
Just like the three people sinking into the water, the heart seems to be overturned by the seasoning bottle. When the five flavors are mixed, a slamming sound, a faint voice passed from far away, successfully interrupted the entanglement of several people.
The wind waved and let the guards who poured the water fall off, staring at the black assassin who came from the coma like a chicken, and raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Wake up? You can do it when you are awake. Late at night. I sneaked into the Imperial Palace and tried to assassinate him. The courage is not small. Say, who sent you?"
The black assassin was poured out by the cold water, and he was completely awake when he heard the cold drink. After seeing the environment on all sides, I began to struggle struggling, only to find that my limbs were tightly bound by chains, hanging in the air, like a lamb to be slaughtered.
After a brief panic, the assassin slammed and slammed his mouth and tried to bite the poison sac hidden between the teeth, but slammed it.
Looking at the assassin's strange and big eyes, the wind sarcasm smiled: "I want to die? Not so easy, the same mistake will make a second time?"
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Thanks to the flowers of Xinxin Majuan, what?
Recently, my parents seem to like diving, hey, not star lake t^t
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