Holding the Xiao Yu’s official position, pointing to the tortured woman in the cell, his eyes fell on Xiao Yan’s delicate face. It’s a beautiful human embryo. It’s better than Miss Liu, who is stinky. ......

Xiao Yu suddenly turned around, and the light was cold and cold, and it forced the official difference. He jumped into his heart and some did not dare to look directly at Xiao Yu.

The woman’s eyes are too strong, just like the sword of Kaifeng.

"Look what? Look and dig your eyes first."

The official said that he was somewhat guilty, but he was used to it in prison, and he could not tolerate a "recidivism" that overpowered himself.

"You are too much, as a bureaucrat, knowing the law and breaking the law, doing these dirty things in prison, even if the woman is a death sentence, you can't trample on her like this." Feng Yi saw that the woman was abused, and her heart was very It was anger, and he heard the official saying that Xiao Yu, he was angry and angered: "I tell you this group of stupid talents, she is the queen, the emperor's favorite woman today, you dare to move her a hair, the emperor will never let go you guys."

The wind is almost useless, forgetting the scars on his neck. Although he sympathizes with the woman who was tortured in prison, this kind of thing can't happen to Xiao Yu, and he can't accept it, even if he is with them. He will not let them be as insulted as Xiao Yu.

The official sent a hand to force the wind to slap: "Shut up, if you have time to take care of others, it is better to take care of yourself first, and then you will receive it." Then I looked at Xiao Yu and said contemptuously. : "When you look a little bit, you can dream of being a queen? It’s not worth giving the emperor a shoe."

Feng Yijun's face was deflected, and the red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. His fingers curled up and squeezed tightly. He wanted to give the official a heavy punch, but he resisted. At this time, there was a conflict with the official, and he would be tired. To Xiao Yu.

The fingers that are easy to squeeze the wind are gradually loosening.

Xiao Yu saw that the wind was easy to be beaten, the heart was very uncomfortable, the dawn was dim, and when the official was turned away, the wind was easy to keep going...

"Master, these two bad guys are too odious, and Xiaoyan goes to poison them."

The "small earrings" on the ear beads are not light, and the body of the meat is constantly vibrating.

Xiao Yu stopped Xiao Xiao, and was escorted into the criminal house together with Feng Yi. All kinds of torture tools were cold and horrible. Some of the torture tools were black and red, as if they had been stained with blood for many years, cruel and disgusting.

Xiao Yu’s gaze briefly stayed on a bench full of nails. When she saw the official escort, the wind went easy. She frowned slightly and her fingers slammed silently.

Suddenly the official position of the wind easily hit the knee on the bench legs, instinctively loosened the wind, the palms pressed against the stool, the miserable scream broke through the throat, the entire palm, penetrated the nails, blood and DC.

The official affair with Xiao Yu was stunned. The incident suddenly occurred. When he returned to God, he took Xiao Yu and walked to the bench. He saw the nail piercing the palm of his official hand. His heart was inexplicably panic. I don't know why, he feels a little surprised.

"Help... help me." The official who was pierced by the palm of his hand raised his head, and his face was covered with a layer of cold sweat, twisted like a ghost.

"Fuzi, you endure it." The official dismissed Xiao Yu, and both hands trembled and grabbed the arm of Fuzi. Some could not bear it. They still banged and pulled the hand of Fuzi out of the nail.

"Ah...ah...ah..." The miserable cry echoed in the torture room.

The expression on Feng Yi’s face is a bit weird. The palm of the hand is pulled out of the nail and it feels very painful!

He walked to Xiao Yu's side, his fingers pulled Xiao Yan's sleeves, and his handsome eyebrows were slightly picked. His eyes looked at the official, as if he was asking, is this what you did?

Xiao Yu smiled slightly, shrugged his shoulders, and looked innocent. It was as if the person who started the hand was not her, but the official who called Fuzi was self-sufficient.

Both Feng Yi and Xiao Yu’s feet were shoveled and could not escape.

Fuzi's hand was pulled out, a bright red, and the official tore off a piece of cloth, wrapped in the palm of the blessing.

"Fuzi, your hand injury is so serious, hurry to the medical center to see, here will be handed over to me!"

The face of Fuzi’s pain was white, and the foot had not yet stepped out of the gate of the prison. A woman wearing a white gauze hat came in.

"who are you?"

"I am a person sent by the prefects."

The woman’s voice is like a shackled scorpion. She waits for the official skepticism. She takes out a token from the waist. The official difference here does not know the token. It is the prefect of the prefect of the prefecture. .

Fuzi and another official were shocked and never dared to question the woman.

Xiao Yu turned and looked at the white woman, and gave her a slight squint. How did she feel this woman, where did she seem to have seen it?