Chapter 1384 The dark guard's poignant love story 3

  In the Xingtang, the whip was thrown on the flesh, and the crackling sound reverberated continuously.

  But other than that, I didn't even hear a cry.

   "Ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred!"

   "Huh!"

Feng Man threw away the whip and walked over to wipe off the sweat from Su Yan's forehead. He sighed helplessly, "You really can bear it, it hurts like this, and you don't want to scream? No words, you are a woman, if you have a slight personality. Some Microsoft, in fact, don't have to suffer so many crimes."

  As long as she pleads with His Royal Highness, she will not punish her a hundred lashes if he reads her past merits.

   "In Dark Night Hall, there is no distinction between men and women."

  Su Yan knocked off his hands that wanted to take off his mask, and sat up panting on the wooden board under him, and his muscles twitched in pain with only a slight movement.

  But Su Yan seemed to be used to it. She lowered her eyes and whispered, "Bring my cloak."

  The clothing on her back was completely stained with blood, and it was torn apart one by one.

  Fengman took the cloak that she handed over, and walked over to put it on Su Yan in person.

   "I will send someone to take you back."

   "No need."

  Su Yan waved his hand away, unavoidably staggering twice when his feet touched the ground.

   "Beware—"

  Fengman held her shoulder with one hand, and held her waist with the other, holding her in his arms with an ambiguous gesture.

  But it was just right, without touching Su Yan's wound.

  Su Yan lowered her eyes, and twisted his wrist with her backhand when she heard a scream.

  She coldly pushed Fengman away a few steps, "Fengman, don't use emotions. Here, emotions are the most surplus."

   After that, she closed her cloak and walked out in a stride.

  Passing through the dungeon again, those people already knew that it was not Su Yan who came to interrogate this time, but she was punished.

  When she saw her frail appearance, she couldn't help laughing and gloating.

   "Look, you have done your best for Song Guanzhi. Isn't he still not treating you as a person?"

   "It's just a running dog!"

   "You **** can bear it. How many lashes did you get this time?"

   "I'm afraid that the mission failed again, right? You wait! If I can go out one day, I will definitely put you stinky girl under my body-uh -"

  Su Yan did not squint, and shot a dart between his fingers.

  Blood splattered, and a blood hole was pierced in the man's throat.

  The slender figure gradually moved away, and the surroundings were quiet, all of them were frightened to silence by Su Yan's sudden movements. It took a long time for the man who had spoken to insult Su Yan before he collapsed, splashing dust.

  From his throat, a sound similar to that of a beast dying.

   "Boss, please come to Hong Fei if you go down."

  Su Yan nodded slightly and stepped into her room.

  The eyes behind the mask are cold and indifferent, without the slightest personal emotion.

  The room became quiet.

  Su Yan let out a sigh, stretched out her hand to take off the golden mask, and threw it on the table at will.

  Through the bronze mirror, the facial features are dull, barely calling it delicate. But on this face, there is a pair of peach eyes that are enough to be fascinating. It's just that the owner of the body is used to wearing a mask, but he strips his emotions from the body.

  Yes, there is no trace of affection in those beautiful peach blossom eyes.

  The only thing is cold and empty.

   "Tuk Tuk——"

  There was a knock on the door.

  Su Yan walked to the bed, turned her back to the door, and slowly took off her clothes, "Go in."

  (End of this chapter)