The tyrant family read my heart and doted on me.

Waste Chu Yang: “…”

I'm not a waste!

He's just not good at certain things and can only use brute force.

Your Majesty, what you said is a very good response, especially when you said it in front of his sweetheart, wuwuwu... so sad.

Chu Yang himself didn't care. No matter what Di Jiang did to him, he had no regrets and remained loyal. But, his lover heard this... He, he...

I'm afraid Miss Yan will look down on him.

Thinking of this, Chu Yang secretly glanced at Yan Mingda, thinking uneasily, Miss Yan, please don't look down on him!

Don't!

Otherwise he will be heartbroken.

However, when he looked at Yan Mingda, Yan Mingda was listening carefully to what Di Jiang, Jiu Jiu and the others were saying. He didn't seem to be affected by this little episode that happened to him, and he didn't pay any attention to him at all.

Chu Yang didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

He looked at Yan Mingda with dim eyes and clenched his fists involuntarily.

Jiujiu here had already figured out how to interrogate the father and son and got them to talk.

Jiujiu said: "Brother Dijiang, tie him up and hang him upside down?"

"Okay." Dijiang ordered his men to do it, and Yan Mingda even went up to help in person.

Yan Mingda believes he can do anything as long as he can rescue his sister. He is still very motivated and full of hope.

He believed that the princess would be able to help him find out the whereabouts of his sister.

must be able to.

However, the father and son who were hung upside down were still stubborn.

An Zisong: “It’s useless.”

An Zisong: "No matter what you do, it's useless. No matter how you treat us, we will not tell you the whereabouts of Yan Jiaojiao unless you let us go."

An Zisong: "Otherwise, let's all die together!"

An Shigeng: "Hahahaha, I won't be alone on the road to the underworld anymore, I have a beauty to keep me company."

An Zisong: "Yes, Yan Jiaojiao is a great beauty!"

Actually, the father and son are not tough guys.

They were trying to save their lives, so they endured and insisted on not revealing Yan Jiaojiao's whereabouts. They were still so confident that they would never open their mouths even if they died.

Jiujiu snorted coldly and said, "Chu Yang's little tricks will naturally not work on you."

"But my tricks..." Jiujiu paused for a long time, then smiled mischievously and continued, "Let's talk about it after you try my tricks!"

Originally, An Zisong and An Shigeng, father and son, were hanging upside down, and they felt very strange when they looked at the people standing below.

At this moment, Jiujiu was still smiling so wickedly, and his eyes were full of evil.

The father and son both felt a little scalp-tingling, vaguely feeling that Princess Xichu was not that simple. The tricks she would use on them later would probably be several times stronger than that of the guard.

That guard looked stupid.

No brains, just brute force.

But this princess is different.

How long can they hold out under this princess?

While thinking hard, Jiujiu took out two red pills and gave them to the guard standing by, "Give these pills to the father and son."

"Yes, Your Royal Highness."

The guard went to do his job respectfully.

Dijiang values ​​Jiujiu, so the guards will naturally not neglect her. They treat Jiujiu's orders as Dijiang's orders.

When the An family father and son saw the guards trying to feed them pills, they closed their mouths and refused to eat.

It's definitely not a good thing.

I heard that this little princess is good at both medicine and poison, and she is very powerful. I dare not take the pills she gives me!

But it's not up to them.

The guards are not vegetarians either.

They can still handle such a small matter.

The An father and son didn't want to eat, so the guard first pinched their mouths and then used his internal force to shoot the pill into their stomachs.

After the father and son were forced to take the pills, they suddenly felt a little panicked.

What did you feed them?

After a while, they found out.

Suddenly, they felt extremely itchy all over their bodies, and they were extremely anxious. They wanted to scratch their bodies with such force that they would bleed.

But they couldn't catch it.

They became even more anxious. It was the kind of anxiety that was like a fire burning on their bodies that they could not avoid and were forced to endure. It was different from normal anxiety.

The father and son were sweating in pain, especially on their foreheads.

The weather was obviously not too hot, and it was even windy and a little cold, but the sweat on the foreheads of the father and son kept falling to the ground, soon wetting a spot on the ground.

"Let us go and let us scratch ourselves."

"Ah ah ah ah..."

"Let us tickle you, just once, just once, please, I beg you."

The father and son shouted and begged at the top of their lungs.

An Shigeng, in particular, did not have as strong a willpower as his son, and he was too fat. Being hung upside down was already uncomfortable for him, and he was tortured endlessly like this.

He felt as if there were hundreds of bugs gnawing at him inside his body, and he was so anxious that he wanted to stab himself a few times so that he could die quickly and escape.

This is really several times more painful and cruel than the previous punishments such as whipping, tiger bench, branding iron, and finger clamping.

The princess is so young, I wonder where she got such a powerful poison from?

He's going to be tortured to death.

No, he doesn't want to live anymore.

"Please, let me go!"

An Shigeng couldn't hold it any longer and began to beg for mercy in a low voice.

His eyes were wide open, bloodshot, and he couldn't control his saliva, looking a little scary.

He also said: "Otherwise, please kill me, kill me, I beg you."

Although An Zisong didn't open his mouth, his lips were bleeding from biting them. If he continued like this, he would probably bite his tongue to death.

Chu Yang stepped forward and stuffed one of his own smelly socks into his mouth.

An Zisong was in so much pain that he didn't even care about the stench. His face was grim and more and more cold sweat oozed from his forehead. However, he still took the time to look at his father and yelled.

He had no intention of bowing his head, but his father did not.

He resented his father's bowing.

"This person's mind is stronger than the average person, and his endurance is also greater." Jiujiu commented.

"If you don't have this kind of mentality, you won't be able to do such a cruel thing as just capturing and killing someone." Di Jiang was very disdainful.

This kind of person is actually crazy and perverted at heart, not a normal person.

Jiujiu nodded in agreement, and then thought that this father and son duo, especially An Zisong, were a very formidable enemy. If they were not completely eliminated, the people and the world would be in danger.

Dijiang also thinks so.

The two of them really are a match, they think the same thing, and at this moment they are looking at An Zisong with heavy hearts.

Yan Mingda rushed to An Shigeng, grabbed his collar, and asked, "Where is my sister? Are you going to tell me or not? Are you going to tell me or not?"