Chapter 1162 Beauty Is Prickly

There is no one in this world who can stand the young master's reversal of internal energy, the kind of body that is destroyed little by little, the kind of long and unbearable pain. That kind of life is worse than death, but it is an unending torment, and there are a few desperate fears.

This is almost the most cruel torture in the world.

Lao Hengju regained his inner strength, and then followed the trend. He actually started to calm down the pains on Ji Hongjiao's body. Of course, those pains can also make her live longer, and then it can be more. To suffer a few days of torture, especially such a life that is worse than death, is an unforgettable torture in a lifetime.

Ji Hongjiao's face was still twitching, and even the flesh on her body was shaking little by little, inch by inch.

She raised her face, looking at the man in front of her in fear as if she was looking at a ghost;

"You are the devil!"

"So what?" Luo Hengxuan took the handkerchief and wiped his fingers.

It is hard to imagine that such a noble and clean man actually resorted to such cruel means, and at this time, he was a demon, and apart from his immortal temperament, he was simply a cruel death king.

He approached Ji Hongjiao again, "Ji Hongjiao, this king has limited time and little patience. If you don't tell me, this king will make life uneasy, uneasy in death, suffer such torture in life, and die without bones. ."

"And every time it hurts, every time it gets heavier."

Until the fire burns your body every day, and the pain is unbearable, and these are all what you want.

Ji Hongjiao's body trembled unwittingly, and until now, her mind may not be able to remember the pain, but her body remembers it, and even if she hears it now, it will convulse and hurt.

And this kind of pain, as long as it is felt. No one wants to experience it a second time.

This is not torture, this is the purgatory on earth, the kind of purgatory on earth that even if it is death, it is unwilling to experience it again.

Lao Hengjue walked to the side, and sat down with a flip of his clothes, while the corners of his pursed lips were slightly raised, his black eyes were cold, as cold as jade, and he used a handkerchief one by one. Geng wiped his fingers, but it seemed like he was abusing himself.

With only his eyes, he still looked coldly at Ji Hongjiao who was tied to the pillar and shivered from time to time, and also shrank half of her body.

Chang Yi came over and stood in front of Ji Hongjiao.

Then, he smiled, but this smile made Ji Hongjiao scream again.

"Who made you do this, where is my wife?"

Chang Yi rolled up his sleeves, and a sharp knife came out of his hand.

Then he held the sharp knife in one hand and touched his chin with the other.

Ji Hongjiao struggled from time to time, and her body was shaking very badly, and she was not only ugly, but also disgusting after taking off the skin. Changqing is still vomiting now.

Changyi clicked his tongue, "I heard that you have stolen the face of many women because you are ugly?"

"Do not!"

Ji Hongjiao kept shaking her head, "I'm not ugly, I'm not ugly, I'm not ugly at all, this is not mine, not my face."

"Is this your face?"

Chang Yi tried the sharp knife in his hand with his fingertips, and he laughed more and more handsomely, like a big boy, so clean and harmless.

But, really don't think that he is the kind of harmless person who can follow Lao Hengjuan and follow him all the way. Is it simple and harmless?

And what is hidden behind this smiling face like a doll, maybe only he himself can know.

"Actually, I've heard your name."

Chang Yi used the back of the knife to gently pat Ji Hongjiao's original face.

Ji Jiaohong didn't want to hear it, she didn't want to hear it, she didn't want to see her face.

She regretted it, she really regretted it, she knew that she would meet these terrifying, non-human people, she would never hold back such a deal, and she would never hit that woman's idea, she knew it was like this here Dangerous, she should retreat in spite of the difficulties, and she will not be tortured so much.

She regretted it, she really regretted it.

But she still didn't want to admit defeat like this. If she did, then she would be a complete defeat.

"I think you really don't want this face anymore?"

Chang Yi slashed every inch of this face with the back of the knife, and the more he slashed, the more cold sweat on Ji Hongjiao's face.

"Don't talk?" The corners of Chang Yi's mouth widened, "If that's the case, what do you want with this ugly face?"

"It's better to destroy it, such an ugly face, I'm afraid you will look disgusting to yourself, anyway, you can take out one face after another and replace it for yourself, and you're happy with it. I heard that you originally But within a month, I changed myself five faces."

"How about I kindly help you?"

When the sharp knife was about to cut through Ji Hongjiao's face, she screamed again.

Don't, don't ruin her face.

No matter how ugly her face is, it's still her face, even if she doesn't want to take a second look, what's the matter? It's her face, even her face, and no one can take it away.

In this world, she is the only thing that steals other people's faces, and her own face is only hers, and no one else can touch it.

"Okay, let's talk."

Chang Yi finally removed the sharp knife, "Otherwise I'll paint your face first, make you uglier, and then let you taste the consequences of the destruction of your flesh and blood, how about that?"

The flesh on Ji Hongjiao's body trembled again.

Her body really remembered the pain just now.

She really couldn't bear the pain.

They are all devils, all devils.

When she closed her eyes and opened them again, she had already made a decision. She had nothing to do with those people, so why should she suffer these inhuman tortures for them.

She raised her head to look at Lao Hengjuan, still very fond of his face, but she couldn't help but bow her head to avoid it.

Beauty is good, but prickly.

Men are the same,

If you don't pay attention, there may be no bones left.

And Chang Yi was still waiting for her confession.

"I say……"

She gasped, "I said, as long as you don't touch my face."

No matter how she raised her face, she gritted her teeth, "Someone asked me to come over, he gave me 100,000 taels of silver and asked me to come over and pretend to be a person, he said that this is a rare beauty face, and it's the one I've never seen before. Unseen face."

Even if I have money to take, and I can accept another face, I agree, but she struggles, still trying to find her own face, and there is still that greed in her heart.

This face is indeed the most perfect face she has ever seen, and it is also her favorite face. Such a beautiful woman, even she herself is almost in love, but now, she has nothing.