"I'm feeling a bit physically unwell..."

Zhao Cuo felt dizzy for a while, but he had already let out the words, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and pick up a fairly normal gadget among the many messy things.

It looks like an iron pear.

How to use this?

"I'll give you one last chance to confess! Don't expect me to be merciful. That kind of thing doesn't happen."

After playing with the iron pear in his hand for a while, Zhao Cuo still didn't understand what it was doing. He raised his head in embarrassment, glared at the enchantress with a cold expression and said:

"I am the heir to the Zhao family. I have been attending the execution department for eighteen years since I was a child! My heart is as cold as the chains on your body!"

He talked about non-existent experiences to express his coldness. His predecessor was a greenhouse flower who was well protected by his parents. Why did the executioner sit in on him? Young Master Zhao only studied sage in the official balcony academy when he was eighteen years old.

I have never seen blood in this book several times.

"Chi~"

Boluan Banxia tilted his head unconsciously, and he could see at a glance that the groom in front of him was talking nonsense. Looking at the coldness pretended on his handsome face, Her Royal Highness felt an uncontrollable smile.

Go up and burst into laughter.

"What do you mean?"

Zhao Cuo looked at the seductress in disbelief as if she couldn't hold back her smile. Although her smile was as beautiful as the Tianshan snow lotus blooming, he was not in the mood to appreciate it because he felt insulted.

"I really feel sorry for the Duke of Zheng."

After Boluan Banxia reacted, he immediately stopped his smile, cast a contemptuous look at him, and said mockingly:

"Don't you know how to use the iron pear on your hand? Let me tell you, it is placed in the mouth of the victim. Just touching the mechanism can completely destroy the mouth and even the jaw in an instant. Do you understand?"

'I see!'

Zhao Cuo suddenly realized it, but he still kept a straight face on the surface and sneered:

"You think I don't know this?"

"My mouth is harder than the chains on my body."

Boluan Banxia commented coldly.

"It seems I really need to make you suffer a little first."

Zhao Cuo looked at her cold and beautiful face displeased, focusing his eyes on the thin red lips. He just briefly imagined the scene after using the iron pear on this witch, and couldn't help showing his disgust at the thing in his hand.

expression. Who invented such a disgusting torture device?

"But it's really not appropriate to use such childish methods to deal with you."

Zhao Cuo said coldly, casually threw away the iron pear in his hand, raised his face and said to Bo Luan Banxia:

"Madam, you must have heard of laughter punishment, right? You only need to soak a person's feet in salt water and then pick them up, and bring in a goat that is greedy for salt. It will use its tongue full of barbs to tickle the soles of the criminal's feet.

People will laugh wildly until they die of exhaustion, and their feet will gradually become fleshy and bruised!"

Hearing this, the smile on the corner of Boluan Banxia's mouth disappeared, and he looked at Zhao Cuo with a gloomy face.

She doesn't care about the skin being torn apart.

Don't want to be touched.

"Are you starting to get scared?"

Zhao Cuo was very satisfied with her expression. He slowly squatted down and reached out to hold one of her slender ankles wrapped in a pure white foot bag, and picked up the petite feet wearing dark red wedding shoes.

so small.

This was his first thought.

"Take your hands away."

Boluan Banxia stared at him with cold and forbidding eyes.

"Can you please be a little more conscious of being a prisoner?"

Zhao Cuo was speechless at her bossy tone.

Boluan Banxia pursed his lips, knowing that it was impossible to use words to make this bastard stop offending him, so he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Half an hour will pass quickly. When the poison in the body is refined, Zhao Cuo will be worse than dead!

"But trying to find a sheep at night seems a bit of a waste of time..."

When Zhao Cuo was about to take off the witch's shoes, he fell into deep thought again. Since there were no ready-made torture tools, he could only imitate Zhang Wuji. The leader of the Ming Cult quickly got out of trouble by tickling Princess Zhao Min's feet.

"It seems I have to do it myself."

Upon hearing this, Boluan Banxia froze up again. He opened his beautiful eyes and looked at Zhao Cuo in disbelief. He opened his cherry mouth and was speechless for a long time.

"You shameless person..."

"Madam, you seem to have some serious misunderstanding?"

Zhao Cuo raised his head and glanced at her.

"I'm not a goat living in fine clothes and fine food, and I can't do that kind of thing, so you can rest assured."

After saying that, he lowered his gaze again and took off the bride's red shoes without any politeness at all, followed by Bai Shengsheng's footwear. Bo Luan Banxia's cannibalistic eyes did not stop this from happening.

.

Zhao Cuo looked at the little feet he was holding in his hands and suddenly began to think.

What he said just now shouldn't be so firm now, right?

'Why is this witch so beautiful from head to toe?'

Zhao Cuo looked at the pair of exquisite jade feet that were slightly baby-fat in front of him, and had to admit that her feet were very beautiful. The veins revealed by the delicate skin on the white insteps showed a bit of softness, and the slender arches drew a beautiful arc.

Extending to the toes that are as round and tender as lotus root buds.

"Disgusting..."

Boluan Banxia stared at him with evil eyes.

"If you confess now, I can show mercy to you. Do you want to change your mind?"

Zhao Cuo raised his head and distanced himself from her slender feet - he didn't want to explore yet whether the witch's feet were fragrant or smelly.

"Ah."

Boluan Banxia's thin lips with clear lines came out with disdainful syllables.

"Stubborn!"

Zhao Cuo lowered his face and used gentle force to tickle the soles of her feet that were so delicate when touched just a little bit, and then increased the force.

Boluan Banxia's body froze in an instant, her pink cheeks slowly turned red, and she bit her lower lip with her snow-white teeth. The strong sense of shame made her desperate to put the human in front of her to death.

The urge to crush to death is unforgivable!

She is the great sage of the demon race! A great being who stands at the top of this continent! From ancient times to the present, there are not many women who can be as high as her! But now she is being teased like this by an ant-like human race, and she is still using such hateful methods

means……

'Bo Luan Banxia, ​​calm down, this is your punishment for your arrogance and carelessness today! You must remember that this time you stumbled forward!'

His Highness Boluan Banxia, ​​who has a rational thinking far beyond that of ordinary women, thought silently in his heart.

'Isn't my gentle interrogation method recognized by the system?'

Zhao Cuo bullied the witch for a long time. He didn't hear a single whine during the whole process, which made him feel a little bored and his eyes became puzzled.

[Ding, the task is completed and the reward has been distributed to your account]

He thought about this sentence.

It's a pity that I never heard it.
Chapter completed!