"Back to the emperor, although he refuses to admit it, he should be the leader of these people." The guard who was questioned by Nangong Qing respectfully reported.

"Oh, how can you tell?" It's not that Nangong Qing doesn't believe his judgment, but it's curious.

"Back to the emperor, when he pulled them out, several of them looked at him in unison, although he didn't speak, but he ...... Well, it looks like some order was given to them. "The guard wanted to scratch his head a little, how could he say this feeling, ah, he almost wanted to scream, because this was just his own self-feeling, how could he show the emperor the actual proof?

If the emperor asks him to prove it, what will he do?

He peeked at Nangong Qing a little apprehensively, so that he could see something from Nangong Qing.

But Nangong Qing, who was expressionless, could he see something.

Who knew that Nangong Qing didn't ask him how he could see it, he then asked, "Can you ask something?" ”

"Back to the emperor, he is very hard-mouthed, and his subordinates can't ask anything for the time being." He felt guilty, and if he had been given more time, he would have been able to ask.

"What about the others?" When asking about this, Nangong Qing officially glanced at the other men who were being executed.

On the left side of the room, a man was pressed against a bench, no, he was supposed to be tied to a bench, his feet drooping, and now he was being folded one by one with his head.

The opposite pull was a heart-rending torture, and the man was already soaked in sweat, and now his legs and body had become a very strange angle, and maybe he would break his legs next time.

At this time, the man lying on his stomach also hung his head weakly, needless to say, he fainted in pain.

The one on the right sits more normally in the armchair of a chapter, but if you look closely, you will feel creepy.

Because the hands tied to the armrests should have a piece of bamboo inserted in each of the nails of both hands.

The thinly shaved bamboo was inserted in the middle of the nails, and blood slowly dripped down the bamboo flat.

This kind of punishment is painful, and the other is to see his blood dripping drop by drop, watching himself slowly lose blood, watching himself slowly become weak, confused, and slowly comatose.

But you can't die for a while, and such a hopeless wait will make people crazy.

In the middle of the clearing, there is also a man sitting on the ground with his feet straightened into a line.

Looking at his painful appearance, he knew that this was not something he could do, but was forced to become a horse.

This is not the most uncomfortable, but there is a bed of nails under the horse.

Rolling the nail bed once is going to kill someone, and sitting on it like a horse with a word, this is a gathering of several pains, and the expressions of the people on it are distorted to the point that I don't know how to describe it.

Nangong Qing sighed in his heart when he saw it, it seems that the whipping is still the lightest.

"Did they recruit them?" After Nangong Qing swept it, he asked coldly.

"Back to the emperor, no, but it should be soon." Cold sweat was already breaking out on the guard's forehead, he shouldn't have been soft just now, it's been so long, he hasn't achieved anything at all, will the emperor blame?

Nangong Qing thought for a moment and hooked his fingers, motioning for the guard to lean over, and he muttered in his ear for a while.

The guard who listened nodded again and again, his expression was very happy, and he said excitedly, "My subordinates will do it immediately." ”