A dagger slashed open Han Qianqian's arm violently!
Only, when the wound came out and blood flowed out, the man was about to unwrap the silver bottle when he was suddenly frowning, and when he looked down himself, his eyes unexpectedly widened.
At some point, there was a huge hole in his foot!
When he looked back at the stone bed, he saw that a huge hole had appeared under Han Qianqian's arm, along with a huge hole in the stone bed, where the blood had dripped.
The two holes were connected!
But the stone bed didn't hurt, while the guy froze for a moment before the pain hit his brain with a vengeance.
"Ah!!!"
He threw the unopened bottle and the dagger away and rolled around on the ground, clutching his foot with a huge hole in it!
Fang Kun and his men were obviously stunned by the situation.
Han Qianqian, on the other hand, smiled slightly: "What, did you use the wrong torture? Did you use it on your own people?"
Hearing these words, Fang Kun became furious and swept his cold eyes at one of the male guards, immediately signalling him to continue with the torture.
The male guard panicked, but subconsciously picked up the bottle on the ground, and immediately afterwards, when the cap was opened, an extremely unpleasant smell came out of it.
"This is the blood of silver, the essence of the desert lizard, its characteristic is very strong fusion, so, see the blood will melt, but, the desert lizard is cold-blooded animals, so once their own blood is fused by it, hey ......, you will never feel the heat in the desert again, along with you, will be is never-ending coldness, until finally, because the body temperature is too low, and die alive to yourself."
As soon as the words left his mouth, Fang Kun gave a gesture, and the male guard immediately poured the silver blood from the silver bottle into Han Qianqian's wound.
Although it was only a drop, the effect was as Fang Kun had said, the drop of silver blood quickly disappeared into the wound, and immediately after Han Qianqian's blood had completely turned silver, the wound was instantly compounded.
A chilling sensation struck Han Qianqian's whole body, so much so that Han Qianqian's body could not help but shiver slightly.
"How's that? Does it suddenly feel very cold?" Fang Kun smiled grimly.
"Not bad!" Han Qianqian smiled.
"Not bad is good, the good show is still to come." As soon as Fang Kun's words fell, another male guard walked over holding a fire bowl at this point.
The flames in the firepot were fierce and leaping extraordinary!
At Fang Kun's gesture, the fire bowl was placed at Han Qianqian's feet.
"When the blood of the desert lizard enters your body, you will only feel the infinite coldness, and you will be almost unaware of the heat, even if you are about to die from the heat, your body will still tell you that you are cold."
"This is what this fireplace barbecue is for."
"You will only smell and hear your feet slowly going from cooked to burnt under the fire."
"And then we'll hit that little wooden hammer into those legs of yours, and hey, have you ever had the experience of a hammer breaking charcoal? How cool is that, tsk tsk."
By this point in the story, Fang Kun and the others had already looked at each other and reappeared with grimaces.
Ice and fire torture, one of the ten most horrific punishments in the desert city, not only does the person being punished suffer from the never-ending pain of ice, but what is even more annoying is the scorching of fire.
Yes, it is true that one does not suffer any pain during the whole burning process, but in reality, the psychological pain of watching oneself being cooked and then scorched is far more fierce than the physical pain.
Therefore, ice and fire torture is both physical and mental torture, extremely inhumane, and the Fang family has always strictly forbidden anyone to use these punishments in private, in order to avoid violating heaven's morality!
Smelling the burnt smell coming from the fruit, Han Qianqian couldn't help but smile gently, it seemed that after taking Ginseng Wa's Fire God Stone, he didn't know if this guy was cursing himself behind his back, this was already the second time he had been roasted with fire.
With a slow glance, Han Qianqian looked at Fang Kun, shook his head and said, "Can I say something?"
"What? Begging for mercy?"
"No, I just want to say, just this?"
"That's too bad, isn't it?"
Hearing these words, the smile on Fang Kun's face instantly froze, the nameless anger in his eyes fiercely rose, and the muscles of his body began to tremble slightly from the force ......