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290. Imprisoned from the night 3

"The murderous aura is so strong.╔26nbsp; Fei 5e Speed ​​3f 5e Zhongy Weny Network╗ Do you know? You are like a weapon that can kill people. You are a weapon yourself. You don't need to use a sword or a knife. Every inch of your skin and every pore is exuding murderous aura. Unfortunately, you must be ruined in my hands." Yan Nancheng used his sleeve to wipe off the saliva from his face, and suddenly bent down and bit Nangong Liye's lips. His cold lips brought a perfect touch.

Yan Nancheng pulled his teeth with force, and a bloody hole suddenly appeared on Nangong Liye's lips, and blood oozed out. "Even lips are ice."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the Nine Snake Whip, and with a loud sound, the whip fell hard on Nangong Liye's face, and a bright red blood mark appeared on her left face. "If you destroy your delicate face, I really want to know, will you still have the face to stand in this world? Isn't the most important and important thing for a woman in her life not a face?"

Yan Nancheng took the top of the whip and gently stroked Nangong Liye's face. Nangong Liye just looked at him with a stern look and said nothing.

With another bang, a bloody blood mark appeared on her right face immediately. Nangong Liye could even feel the sound of blood flowing out from her face.

"Why aren't you afraid? Why? Why don't you ask me? You ask me! You ask me, I'll let you go!" Yan Nancheng suddenly became angry.

An unreasonable anger erupted from his chest. He raised his hand and whipped Nangong Liye's face hard until his face was so skinny that it was blooming, leaving only a pair of dark eyes, like diamonds in the dark night, looking at him faintly.

Dida Dida blood fell down the wound on Nangong Liye's face.

She didn't move and didn't say a word, but just looked at Yannancheng coldly. She even felt her face hurting even when she breathed. So, she always held her breath for a while and felt that she couldn't penetrate it, so she slowly inhale and then slowly exhale gently.

Although it hurts, she can tolerate it. She doesn't want Yan Nancheng to succeed. He just wants to see her surrender and beg for mercy like a dog. But that is never possible.

The whip was raised again. This time it was not her face, but her body. A series of sharp whips hit her body hard, like raindrops, constantly falling.

The clothes were whipped together with flesh and blood, and the small cell was filled with blood.

But Yan Nancheng still did not stop the movements in his hand. After whipping them with a few more whips, he threw the whip on the ground. Nangong Liye was completely covered in skin, blood and flesh, and she could vaguely see her perfect curves. Her clothes had long been whipped by the whip. None of the exposed skin was in a good place. It looked very terrifying.

Yan Nancheng suddenly pinched her chin, "Woman! As long as you beg me, I will let you go. I won't lie to you."

Nangong Liye still didn't say anything. Beads of sweat had already oozed out of her forehead, but she was still gritting her teeth and persevering.

"Okay! Very good! Very good!" Yan Nancheng suddenly shook off the big hand that clamped her chin, 2121

The heroine was abused! Everyone collectively despised Xiaonancheng!
Chapter completed!
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