"What are you still doing? Don't you have to judge these two prisoners?" The woman's rough voice snarled, and in the white gauze, when she glanced over Xiao Yu, it was as cold as a ghost.

The official difference did not dare to be slow. He reached out and grabbed the winds that were closest to him. He pushed the iron ring to hang the wind and easy wrist.

Fuzi raised his injured hand, blood had oozing out of the cloth, blood red, integrated blood beads, dripping down, he shivered his lips, and said to the woman who had a white hat.

"This girl, you see my hand hurt like this, let me go to the hospital to treat the wound!"

The woman in the white gauze hat glanced at the hand of the blessed blood: "What is your hand?"

Fuzi said truthfully: "After I took the prisoner in, the leg was like what was hit, and the hand was pressed on the nail bench. When my brother gave it out, the painful death of me came, and the taste was not as good as death. ”

Now think of it, I still have a heart, and Fuzi's face is white and white, like white paper.

"I don't know if I was concealed." The woman's yin and yang sighs in the white gauze hat, throwing a white pill to Fuzi: "Pinch the powder into the wound and stop bleeding."

Fuzi glimpsed a little, and the bright light in his head flashed. He was awakened in an instant. For so many years, he had never been injured in the torture room. This accident was originally made by someone who concealed him. His eyes suddenly turned to Xiao Yu, the woman, only She has the opportunity to shoot him.

He can't spare this hateful woman.

Fuzi caught the pill. Although he had some doubts in his heart, he felt that such a big pill could not cure the blood of his wounds, but he still had to give a little face to the people who were sent by the prefects.

The powder was sprinkled on the nail that was nailed, and the miracle happened. It really didn't bleed.

Fuzi said excitedly: "Girl, thank you, great grace, my blessing is in my heart, what happened to the girl, even though I told me."

At this point, the official difference has put Xiao Yu’s hands on the hoop and hung in the air.

In the white gauze hat, the woman’s lips were cold and cold, and the rough voice said: “I have something for you to do now.”

Fuzi arched his hand: "Let the girl command."

"Who was the man who just counted you, hurts you, and now you use these silver needles to slowly pierce her fingertips, let her taste it too, it is not as good as death."

In the white gauze hat, the woman's gaze stared at Xiao Yu, so the white and soft fingertips were slowly pierced by the silver needle, the blood dripped down the silver needle, and the air also contained the strange smell of her blood. How wonderful?

Can't wait.

Fuzi took the needle bag from the woman's hand and opened it. The pupil was fiercely shrunk. Each silver needle was about the length of the middle finger. It was three or four times thicker than the ordinary silver needle. The tip was very thin, which required to pierce the fingertips. Among them, can penetrate the phalanx of the prisoner.

Fuzi took the silver needle and turned and walked toward Xiao Yu. There was no sympathy in his eyes. Only excitement and haze.

"I am calculating yours. You have the ability to come to me. I am not afraid of you, scum." Feng Yi roared at the blessing, his wrist waved, and the iron ring rang.

"Don't worry, your kid thought that he could escape a robbery? I will pierce these silver needles into the fingers of this woman, and the next one will be your turn." Fuzi sneered at the windy and sinister.

"Hey." Feng Yi suddenly spit a slobber on the face of Fuzi: "I told you that Laozi had counted you, didn't take your hand and waste it, and counted your personal slag." Hit Laozi? Come! You personally slag, you have a rice bucket, you are a social scum."

The expressions and actions of Feng Yi at this time are like a street gangster. How can there be a little male god?

Xiao Yu will not see the tension and fear of the wind? He wants to protect her, knowing the pain, he may not bear it, or want to stop in front of her.

Xiao Yu’s heart was moved, and the bright eyes bent and smiled at the wind. When she saw the wind and the gods, she picked up the orchid fingers and bounced on the blessing.

Feng Yi's saliva has completely angered Fuzi, and he stunned the wind and easily: "Your boy is looking for death, Laozi will be your first child." The voice just fell, the temple was beaten, the head was dizzy, and the head was stunned. Out of countless white gold flowers, he glared at the temple that quickly swollen a bag, turning his head and staring at Xiao Yu.

"It's you, you're a sly woman and a dark man." He pointed to Xiao Yu, gnashing his teeth.

"What about you?" Xiao Yu looked at Fuzi with disdain. She didn't put the official difference in her eyes. Now the person who is going to play has already appeared, and she doesn't have to accompany them to continue acting.

"You are looking for death." Fuzi raised his fist and waved toward Xiao Yu's face.

Xiao Yu's delicate little face was slightly biased, and Fuzi's fist brushed her cheek and hit the wall behind her.

"Ah..." The scream of Fuzi's pain.

Xiao Xiao’s mouth raised a smile, his wrist shook, and it gave off a pure white light. The iron ring that should have been broken still locks her wrist intact.

Xiao Yu’s heart is shaking, what happened? With her current cultivation, it is almost easy to shake off these rotten irons. Why is the earthquake constantly?

The woman in the white gauze hat came over, and the rough and cold voice was mocking: "Xiao Wei, are you very strange, why is the earthquake constantly ringing? Let me tell you that this hoop is made of the Millennium Iron. , specially created for you, just wait today."