Martial Godly Emperor

Especially the woman wearing a blue cap. There was a small nose ring on her nose, and her full chest was tightly bound by a rope. It was so prominent that it made people fantasize about it.    

Even if she became a captive, it would be difficult to conceal the noble temperament on her body.    

The woman snorted a few times and sat on the bed, talking to the five maids behind her.    

She was rather dignified, so she definitely had a high position.    

Moreover, her Cultivation Level was much higher than You Jin's.    

Normally, this kind of noble woman would not even spare him a glance.    

But now, he had the chance to enjoy her.    

If he could press this girl under his body and torture her as he wished, he would enjoy her softness and warmth. You Jin was willing to never touch other Female Cultivator in this life.    

He knew that although Female Cultivator's Cultivation Level was not destroyed, they could not circulate their Yuan energy.    

He could not figure out why Miss Ding did not cripple their Cultivation Level, but in his opinion, they who had kept their Cultivation Level were more fun to play with.    

Before he came here, he activated a talisman to conceal his aura. He was waiting for an opportunity.    

Now, he didn't dare to look through the window, because those women were all facing the window.    

Just now, he had ordered a female servant from the You Family to serve tea and water to the women in the room. She had placed some Psychedelic Pills in the tea.    

That kind of Pills would make it harder for them to circulate their essence energy.    

You Jin was very afraid of death.    

If that girl could circulate her Yuan energy to harm him at a critical moment, then he would be aloof from worldly affairs for a long time.    

Therefore, to be on the safe side, he had to see them take the tea before he rushed in to enjoy their wonderful bodies.    

When he thought about how they let out that wonderful sobbing sound under his torment, all the blood in his body instantly boiled.    

As if to cooperate with his movements, the sickle-like moon also hid in the clouds at this time.    

The moon was dark and the wind was strong, killing people at night!    

He had an impulse to rush in right now, take off the clothes of a woman with a nose ring on her nose, and then to her...    

At this moment.    

Someone came in from outside.    

"Bring her out and torture her."    

Ding Rongrong's cold voice sounded from the secret room.    

"You, if you dare to touch a hair of our king, I swear, I will chase you to the ends of the earth!"    

A sweet-looking female guard protected Shangguan Yan with difficulty and scolded Ding Rongrong angrily.    

Ding Rongrong acknowledged and said, "Since you are loyal to the Lord, I will start with you. I will disfigure your face and cut off the skin on your body so that you will become an ugly monster."    

She pulled out her long sword. The cold blade of the sword made people's eyes hurt.    

She was thinking that if this person could beg for her life, then perhaps she wouldn't be so cruel.    

"Hahahaha! I, Fu Ling, am willing to die for my master!"    

"If you have the guts, kill me now!"    

Fu Ling was a petite Female Cultivator. She looked so weak that it made people want to protect her.    

She laughed recklessly, causing her long hair to fall loose and drape over her ample chest.    

She had outstanding looks and had her own pride. Moreover, in front of the Empress, she had been favoured and did not suffer much, so there was a trace of pride in her bones.    

However, this vicious woman in front of her actually wanted to ruin her appearance!    

To Female Cultivator, this was the most vicious punishment.    

She felt afraid in her heart, but her face was overflowing with pride and that innate pride.    

The Fu Family had received a great favor from the Shangguan Imperial Family, and Fu Ling had died for the sake of the Emperor. It was a worthy death.    

Ding Rongrong originally thought that this woman would beg for mercy to satisfy her little vengeful mentality.    

Unfortunately, the result disappointed her.    

A trace of resentment could not help but flash in Ding Rongrong's eyes.    

She had six brothers and sisters, and she was the youngest.    

Their branch in the Ding Family was just a branch.    

Like many other families, they had a sense of superiority over their direct line of descent. They always liked to bully the branch of the ___.    

They were also bullied by their direct line of descent.    

When she was young, she was thin and weak, so she was bullied the most.    

Her older brothers and sisters were all rather weak, and they rarely stood up for her.    

As for Ding Li, who was ranked fourth, he was somewhat different. He would always take care of a pair of younger siblings who were younger than him.    

Especially when someone bullied his younger sister, Ding Li would always stand out and fight with those people.    

Seeing that he was beaten until his face was swollen and swollen, and even looked like he could still fight even if he had nothing better to do, Ding Rongrong felt heartache and also found it funny.    

After gradually growing up, Ding Li also took the most care of her and Fifth Brother.    

Many of their cultivation resources came from Ling, Ding Li.    

Ding Rongrong displayed astonishing talent in this kind of care.    

As for Fourth Brother Ding Li, his growth was faster than hers. He had become a core disciple of Ancient Dao Sect a long time ago. Later on, he went from a deacon to an elder one step at a time. He went from a low-ranking elder to an important position like the Great Elder.    

Fifth Brother's talent was too poor. Later on, he was sent by the people of Ding Family to take care of his business.    

Fourth Brother Ding Li had died under the despicable Meng Yu!    

"Meng Yu! You traitor, pretending to be Zhao Yuan and killing Fourth Brother, I must kill you with my own hands!"    

In another secret room, Ding Rongrong gritted her teeth and pulled Fu Ling's hair to punch her a few times. Then, with a sound of Chi La, her sharp blade cut open Fu Ling's clothes again.    

There was a red bellyband wrapped inside. The snow muscles were tightened by the rope and became slightly red. That was what countless Male Cultivator dreamed of going...    

Her skin was very good and could be broken by a blow. Even the blood vessels and veins under the skin could be seen.    

However, Ding Rongrong's sword stabbed towards her left chest without any obstruction.    

Blood dripped from the pure white sword body. That white and tender body was also bright red.    

"Speak. Do you know where Cai Jiaojiao, Su Yuyan, Zhang Bing, Baili Jing and Mo Hui are?"    

She did not ask about Tang Rou and Fener's whereabouts. These two people were not someone she could deal with at the moment.    

Furthermore, Fener had already become the commander of Meng Yu and Scoundrel!    

"If I knew," Fu Ling's mouth curled up, as if the sword did not stab into her body. "I would not tell you either!"    

Slap.    

Half of Fu Ling's pretty face was hit until it became red and swollen.    

Following which, Ding Rongrong's sword turned Fu Ling's outer clothes into pieces of cloth. She was only wearing the thin translucent clothing and a long barbed leather whip appeared in Ding Rongrong's hand.    

When she shouted, she fiercely hit Fu Ling's thin and tender body. With every hit, there would be a trail of blood.    

At first, Fu Ling gritted her teeth and did not make a sound.    

No one would have thought that Fu Ling, who was so weak that Male Cultivator had the impulse to protect her, had a strong soul in her body.    

However, after being whipped more than ten times, she, who was spoiled and spoiled, finally could not bear the pain and let out a painful groan.    

"Haha, you finally feel pain?"    

Ding Rongrong heard Fu Ling's painful groan and satisfied her mentality of revenge. A bloodthirsty look appeared in her eyes, and she vented all her hatred towards Meng Yu on this long whip!    

After a few more fierce whips, more than twenty shocking bloody whip marks appeared on Fu Ling's thin and soft body!    

And she also fainted.    

On the ground, like a plum blossom, there was a lot of fresh blood.    

"Hmph, since she doesn't know the whereabouts of those women, I'll go and find the others to ask."    

"Or, torture Shangguan Yan ruthlessly!"    

She gritted her teeth and brought people to the secret room next door.    

When they were far away, a ghostly figure appeared by the window.    

His face was somewhat pale, and his slightly weak body caused his footsteps to float.    

This person was greedily looking at the unconscious Fu Ling in the room. Seeing that there was no one around, he quietly floated into the secret.