"Yes, Miss!" Lu Zhuer bowed slightly and retreated, while Ali was waiting quietly.

Looking at the rolling river water without saying a word, Feng Li stood beside Ali. She had never had such an intimate relationship with Li Xuanji one day.

"Tian Qi doesn't want you to follow you, it's just for your sake." Feng Li didn't know how to comfort Ali.

"Did you call Tian Qi? Either you call him Master or Master." Ali turned his head and smiled at Feng Li.

This smile made Feng Li a little stunned. She had seen such a smile, Li Ziqiu and Tianhai Mingzhu had laughed like this.

At first glance, it looked like an evil look, as if there was endless darkness and abyss in his eyes.

Feng Li was secretly surprised and said, "This witch can really pretend!" She actually sympathizes with a witch!"

Ali suddenly turned around, looked at Feng Li, and said curiously: "Feng Li, do you want to see what a witch is?"

Feng Li suddenly felt that she seemed to have never seen Ali clearly, and Lu Zhuer appeared beside Ali: "It has been arranged, Miss."

Ali walked into the cabin smoothly with her hands on her back. Feng Li hesitated behind her and followed her in.

The so-called punishment room is a dark room on the bottom floor in the Baolou ship. There are few disciples of the Qionghua Palace who were punished.

However, there was always a smell of blood that could not be dissipated. Song Yiren was tied to a punishment rack.

Her whole body was already poured with a characteristic potion. She was taken here before she could react. It was not until Ali came in that she understood what was going on.

Feng Li and Lu Zhuer followed A Li. She looked at the silent A Li holding a whip that was stained with water. Before Song Yiren could speak, she plucked hard at the person who was tied to the torture rack.

The rustling sound of the long whip passing through the air was particularly clear in the small punishment room.

Ali seemed to be unable to hear Song Yiren's miserable shouts, but he just pulled them out more than ten times mechanically.

Song Yiren's body was already full of red, but she was left with only whimpering moans.

Ali didn't give her a chance to speak. Since Song Yiren dared to appear here, she had to be prepared to die.

"Raise your head." A Li's cold voice seemed to be able to resound directly in Song Yiren's mind.

Only then did Song Yiren realize that the potion that had been poured on her body was used to expand the pain. She was not too weak in her cultivation. After being whipped for more than ten times, her will almost collapsed.

With a bang, another whip, Song Yiren's body kept trembling, and he barely looked up and saw a pair of eyes that were completely different from before.

Cold, ruthless, and even some contempt for life.

"You won't die, but you will never go out of this place. I think you understand what I mean." Ali threw away the whip in his hand and clapped his hands rhythmically. The mechanism in the punishment room suddenly spewed some unique liquid at Song Yiren.

The entire dim room suddenly became brighter, and copper lamps were lit up at all corners of the room.

Feng Li looked at Ali with a expressionless face, and suddenly she heard some shattered sounds, as if something had crawled over.

The moment he looked at Song Yiren, Feng Li was also shocked and saw a circle covered with white powder under him.

Around the circle were the black insects about inch long and constantly trying to climb over. The insects were attracted by the aura emitted by Song Yiren.

The white powder was eaten up little by little, and Song Yiren's face showed a look of horror.

A strong fear suddenly appeared in her body, and Ali said, "Don't worry, you won't die, but the place where the liquid was sprayed on your body just now will be gnawed. It's about half an inch deep, and the liquid secreted from their mouths will stop bleeding, but there may be some pain."

Song Yiren burst into pieces and shouted loudly: "What do you want to know?"

"I said do I want to know something? I just want to see you in pain. It's that simple." Ali turned around and looked at Lu Zhu'er and ordered: "Don't let her die."

"Yes, Miss." Lu Zhuer understood what Ali meant.

Song Yiren was scared. As it turned out, what she insisted on in her heart would not give her continuous courage. She could only relieve her boundless fear through her hysterical roar at this moment.

She looked at Feng Li on the side, as if she had found the last straw. She could feel that Feng Li and Lu Zhuer were different.

"Save me! Please, save me!" The begging expression in Song Yiren's eyes was enough to shake Feng Li. Feng Li was indeed shaken, but she turned her head and didn't speak.

Ali smiled and looked at Feng Li: "You speak, I'll let her go, how about it?"

Feng Li bit her, and now she understood the purpose of Ali asking her to follow in. Feng Li ignored Ali's prank, swung out the energy in his hand, twisted the insects on the ground to death, walked to the side of the punishment rack, and rescued Song Yiren.

Ali looked at Feng Li with a smile, turned around and left, but the voice came down the stairs: "Let her speak, otherwise you will take her away."

Feng Li looked at Song Yiren who had survived the disaster, held him in his arms, and walked out of the torture room.

On the top floor, Lu Zhuer loosened Ali's shoulders and couldn't help asking: "Master, no, Miss Feng, have any problems?"

"Is there any problem? She is all her husband's apprentices. It's not something you should worry about. Is the wine ready?" Ali said with her eyes closed.

Lu Zhuer replied with a smile: "Let Yuwei and Yuyao go buy the best one."

"Well, don't be reluctant to use green jade paste. There is no woman who doesn't like her body." A Li suddenly spoke.

Lu Zhu'er's eyes suddenly looked a little shy and she replied in a low voice: "I understand, master." But a hand that gave A Li Song's shoulder slowly slashed down and reached into A Li's neckline. She touched the softness.

Ali suddenly stood up and locked Lu Zhuer's throat with one hand. The tighter and tighter the tighter and tighter the more she tighter the more she looked. Lu Zhuer's face turned purple, as if she was about to die in the next second, but she did not struggle, but just slowly closed her eyes.

Ali slowly let go, Lu Zhuer fell to the side, gasping heavily.

"Remember, from the day I married my husband, this body can only be my husband. Thinking about the past relationship, get out of here and be punished. Don't hear it clearly?" A Li said coldly, without a trace of warm light in his eyes.

"Yes, master." Lu Zhu'er's voice trembled a little.

Ali waved her hand and slapped Lu Zhuer on the face, leaving behind several bright red blood marks.

"Yes, Miss."
Chapter completed!