Chapter 60: Eighteen floors of hell

Tu Yidao's eyes have been staring at Ning Xuemo like a serpent, and she finally changed her face, and was very happy, smiling humbly: "Little girl, you probably don't recognize her, she is a famous woman in our country. Since I was a child, The genius of mental strength was favored by the second martial arts star school, and became the roommate disciple of the three guardians there. It was also the pride of our country. The mistake was that she did not learn well, and actually went to the palace to steal the princess. She grabbed it and sent it here. She had a hard bone and didn't move, so she suffered so much ... Oh, how hard is it? Tu Yidao shook his head and sighed.
"I--I didn't steal ... It was Ji Yunyao who framed me ..." The woman was so painful, she was still sober and justified in silence.
"Well, it seems that the suffering is not enough. My official needs to wait for you ..." Tu Yidao sneered and slowly pushed the wheelchair cart under him and walked past.
"You pervert, kill me!" The woman screamed.
"Little beauty, you haven't confessed yet, how can my official be willing to kill you? I can only serve you well ..." Tu Yidao touched a thin knife as thin as a cicada, and his slender and cold fingers stroked the woman's delicate Cheek, sighed: "What a beautiful, delicate skin, if you peel it off to make a personal skin mask must be very delicate ... rest assured, my official will not destroy your skin, it will be completely intact Come down ... "
The woman's body trembled, her teeth biting, and her temperament was really strong. Except that her arms were still intact, the bones in her body had been broken. If it weren't for nails, she would be afraid to lie down like mud.
This girl has been completely abolished, and even if she survives, she is an unmanageable person ...
This slaughter is not the truth at all. He only needs the result he wants, so it is useless to shout at him.
Ning Xuemo's palms are cold and sweaty, is she going to fold here tonight?
She watched Tu Yidao peel off the woman's entire face with the thin knife ...
The woman's screams almost pierced the eardrum. Ning Xuemo was bold again, and her body was wet with cold sweat.
The woman was unconscious several times and was awakened by ice water several times. She could not survive, she could not die. When the woman was awakened by cold water again, she finally broke down completely: "I recruit ... I recruit ... Just ask, just give me a death ..."
Tu Yidao smiled, and he was very proud and compassionate: "Poor child, how could you have suffered so many crimes?" Some other jailer had already given a confession already written and asked the woman to sign and draw.
Ning Xuemo finally understood why this perverted demon didn't break the prisoner's hand. It was originally for the moment of torture!
The woman was released from the wall, and she was lying there like mud. The blood was winding down below her. After Tu Yidao waited for her to sign, she looked at it with satisfaction, and played it with a bang, contentedly folded. Okay, just a knife, right in the middle of the woman's heart, the woman trembled, exhaled a last breath, and finally stopped.
"Come down, throw the funeral post to feed the wild dogs!" Tu Yidao turned back in a wheelchair with dislike.
The immature woman was dragged out, and only Ning Xuemo was left in the execution room, slaughtered, and several jailers.