Kuaishou: After the failure of the male protagonist of Duhua

Should I be surprised? "

Do not answer questions.

In a word, both Lu Qing and Yan Hengyi understood the meaning.

Is there anything Yan Hengyi can't do?

Yan Hengyi smiled this time, and he smiled very happily.

"Why didn't I see that the emperor was so interesting before? I'm afraid only the emperor knows this king so well."

"No, there are still those subordinates of yours, they just dare not speak out."

Hearing this, Yan Hengyi frowned again, with a particularly transcendent expression.

"At least those people are afraid of the minister, isn't the emperor wondering why the minister invited the emperor to come?"

"I don't want to listen, I'm not interested."

"..."

Yan Hengyi was already ready to see this man begging for mercy. Obviously, he hadn't expected this man's toughness, but even if he hadn't expected it, so what.

"It's okay if the emperor doesn't want to hear it now, the emperor will want to hear it later."

Yan Hengyi's words fell, and then he said to the people outside the door: "Come in!"

After this sentence, only a burst of footsteps came from outside the door, and Lu Qing slowly opened his eyes amidst the sound of footsteps.

He only saw that the people who came in from the door were holding things in their hands. Lu Qing had seen these things before, but Lu Qing had only seen these things in the cell.

These are the instruments of torture in the cell.

There were only five people who came in. However, the things these five people held in their hands were enough to make people frightened.

Yan Hengyi smiled and picked up a whip from one of them, and he walked slowly to Lu Qing.

He calmly fumbled for the whip in his hand, and his eyes looked at Lu Qing on the ground.

"Your majesty, why don't you beg the king for mercy now, and the king can consider giving the emperor a good time for you."

Hearing this, Lu Qing looked at Yan Hengyi's actions with indifference in his eyes.

Unmoved.

Yan Hengyi looked at Lu Qingmo's expression of indifference, and he said again: "I forgot to say before that there are heavy guards outside this place, and this place is also very remote. The emperor's people will not be able to find it here for a while."

This time, Lu Qing spoke, and he looked at Yan Hengyi in front of him. "You did it on the street yesterday?"

Listening to Lu Qing's words, Yan Hengyi didn't understand what Lu Qing was talking about for a while, but the next moment, he probably knew what Lu Qing was referring to. "Your majesty has misunderstood me. How could I be responsible for yesterday's majestic aura? However, Mr. Lian is a good friend of my minister. The emperor may have noticed something strange. The little girl who took the emperor away yesterday, To be honest, that girl is indeed from the minister's side."

Yan Hengyi didn't need to say these things, Lu Qing probably guessed them all.

Every bit since the crowd rioted yesterday.

Otherwise, that girl wouldn't look at him with that strange look.

The girl behind will not fall back.

Lu Qing didn't speak again, and neither did Yan Hengyi.

Yan Hengyi looked at Ning Mu who closed his eyes again and ignored everyone, his eyes flashed fiercely, and then he moved his hand.

"Crack!", the sound of the whip slapping the flesh resounded in the air.

The skin is open to the flesh.

In an instant, there was a smell of blood in the air.

However, the man on the ground was unmoved, just frowned, and then there was no movement again.

Yan Hengyi looked at the person on the ground who didn't say a word, he was very dissatisfied with the attitude of the person in front of him, he raised his hand again, and immediately gave the person in front of him a heavy whip.

The whip tore through the robe, and the sound of tearing flesh resounded in the air again.

The sound of the voice made Yan Hengyi feel relieved for a while.

It is this feeling.

As soon as he whipped it down, he felt that he had made up for all the grievances he had suffered these days at this moment.

From the beginning to the end, Yan Hengyi's gaze was always on Lu Qing. He carefully watched the expression on the face of the man in front of him. He didn't want to miss any change on the face of this man.

However, this time, he found that the person in front of him had no expression at all.

At any rate, this person would frown before, but this time, he didn't at all.

The scene in front of him couldn't help stinging Yan Hengyi's eyes, he raised the whip in his hand, and gave this man several lashes again.

The robe the man was wearing was slowly soaked by the blood overflowing from the wound.

Apart from pursing his lips tightly, the man showed no other expression.

Yan Hengyi did not strike lightly, because he did it himself, so he knew better than anyone how strong his strength was, and he almost exhausted his full strength.

He looked at the people on the ground, his thin lips slightly curled up, he stopped his movements, turned his head, and looked at the people watching at the door.

"Come here, and greet our Ningguo emperor well."

When the servants standing at the door heard Yan Hengyi's words, they couldn't help but trembled for a moment.

Under the gaze of the master, they took the torture tools and walked a few steps forward, and came to this man.

They looked at the extremely embarrassed person on the ground. This person is the monarch of Ning Kingdom, and now he is also a prisoner of their master.

Even though they are the master's people and have never done anything, they are still guilty of letting them personally torture the monarch.

The master's order cannot be disobeyed.

They could only bite the bullet and start to torture the person in front of them.

……

After tossing all kinds of instruments of torture, the man on the ground was already dripping with blood, and the smell of blood was overwhelming in the room.

Even the face was unavoidable, full of whip scars.After Yan Hengyi added a few more whips later, the already miserable person looked even worse at this time.

At this time, the person on the ground, just looking at the surface, could not tell that this person was the King of Ningguo.

Seeing that the master was about to attack again, the subordinates hurriedly stood aside to make room for the master.

They lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at the situation ahead, but their peripheral vision was always on the monarch on the ground.

The whole person was dying, with blood all over his body, and the scars all over his face. The blood was also all over his face, and his original face could no longer be seen.

They kept sighing in their hearts, it was really miserable.

After Yan Hengyi whipped the whip a few more times, he looked at the dying man on the ground, and finally relieved himself.

He handed the whip in his hand to the boy next to him, and then he told the people standing at the door: "Go get a basin of salt water and pour it on this king. You all have to be careful. Don't let him pass out."

Since he had tied this person here, how could he just give this person a good time.

In this way, wouldn't the grievances he has suffered these days be in vain?

After giving the order, the guard hurriedly turned around and went down to get the salt water.

The people around nodded to show that they understood.

After Yan Hengyi gave his orders, he went down.

When the servant saw the master leaving, he also hurriedly followed the master.

The two quickly left the small black room.

The guards at the door saw that the figure of the master was no longer visible, so their eyes fell on the blood-stained man on the ground.

Then, they turned around and closed the door directly.

Lu Qing lay on the ground, his consciousness was sometimes clear and sometimes blurred, and his whole body was immersed in burning pain.

Just when his consciousness was about to blur, suddenly, he felt a chill coming from his body, and then, he felt the pain was more intense than before.

Heart-piercing pain filled the whole body.Lu Qing was trembling with pain all over his body. The severe pain was enough to make Lu Qing want to hit the wall and die on the spot.

In the room, the guard who poured Luqing salt water looked at the trembling man on the ground, and he took back the basin.

After that, he turned around blankly and left the house.

Whatever the master ordered, no matter who the person in front of him is, he must do it well.

The room was filled with an exceptionally strong smell of blood, which was unbearable.

After the guard who poured salt water left the room, he took a deep breath of the air outside the door.

The fresh air is indeed delightful.

Several guards at the door closed the door again after the guard left.

In the room, Lu Qing was completely awake because of the splashing of salt water.

He barely opened his eyes, looking at the dimmed light around the room, he moved slightly, and suddenly, the severe pain all over his body almost didn't make Lu Qing groan.

His hands were still tied, but his feet had been untied before for the convenience of torture.

Even if the rope in his hand is untied now, Lu Qing has no strength to run now.

At least for now, his legs are useless at all.

He looked at the pool of black water stains on the ground, it was his blood, the blood that flowed before, and the blood that was still overflowing from the wound on his body, the two were mixed together.

The corners of Lu Qing's mouth curled up slowly.

The encounter in front of him made the previous thoughts in his mind rise again.

Before, he felt that he had taken the script of the protagonist.No, he has to add one more sentence to his own thoughts now, he is the tragic protagonist in the abuse novel.

No matter how painful Lu Qing was, he shrank to the ground, saving his strength.

He had to save his strength and wait for his people to find him.

He didn't know how long he would be tortured here by Yan Hengyi.

For him, Yan Hengyi's torture was completely inconspicuous and not enough in his previous missions.In every mission he thought, as the heinous villain in it, his end was extremely miserable. What kind of torture did he not experience?

Even though it was his last plane, he was besieged and suppressed by various immortal families after experiencing countless tortures before.

Lu Qing was lying quietly on the ground. He was lying on the back very uncomfortable. He tried his best to turn himself over to the other side.

It took him many tries before he managed to flip over to the other side.

On the other side, he looked at the ground where he was lying on just now. The ground was full of blood, and small puddles of blood were on the ground, spreading along the cracks in the ground.

This place is a little cleaner, and Lu Qing is much more comfortable lying down.

However, because of Lu Qing's movement just now, some of the wounds on Lu Qing's body that had already started to scab all opened up this time.

Blood gushed out continuously from the wound.

Lu Qing: "..."

He began to regret it, and he would rather be soaked in blood.