THE UNRIVALED MIRACLE DOCTOR AND THE GOD
Chapter 13: Dragon Leopard King Nian Little Song Comes [1]
Two hundred lashes, even if the ruler of the green world did so, it would be half dead.
Who is Mu Qingge? It's just a waste. Not to mention the Green Realm, even the Red Realm was not even the craziest, daring to speak, holding back two hundred whips?
He's nuts!
Or do you want to advance as a retreat, and win the intolerance of veteran generals?
For a time, all the creatures speculated about Mu Ge's intentions.
In the eyes that looked to the high platform, there was humiliation, scorn, doubt, and indifference.
Even Mu Xiong seemed unpredictable, as if he was considering whether to stop Mu Qingge's madness.
Qin Jinhao's eyes were even gloomier, and he couldn't see what he was thinking at the moment.The Qingge that he knew should not be like this.
“Fight!” Mu Ge looked at the torturer unhappily.
The latter was swept away by his fierce eyes, and there was no sense of resistance in his heart.The whip held in his hand was raised high and swung down towards Mu Ge's straight back.
Snap-!
"Good."
The whip hid the grumbling teeth of Mu Ge.
After the whip fell, Mu Ge's newly replaced clothes suddenly ripped, and blood flowed out.
There was silence around.
All eyes turned into shock.
Mu Xiong's tangled brows suddenly loosened, and his clenched fists also loosened. It was just a faint worry in his eyes, paying attention to Mu Ge's situation.
I'm afraid he can't stand it.
Qin Jinhao's eyes were also startled, frowning, Mu Qingge's stubborn gaze bore him. This reminded him of his attachment to her, even if it was the result of his deliberate guidance.
“What freezes, continue the fight!” Mu Ge frowned after stopping suddenly.
To stick to this criminal law, it must be done all at once. If it breaks in the middle, I fear it won't be able to catch it. This fight is determination.
The torturer looked at Mu Xiong in the main seat, and after the latter nodded almost imperceptibly, he gritted his teeth and swung his whip again.
Snap-!
Happiness-!
Snap-!
Whip by whip, every whip is rung into the flesh, without falsehood.
Immediately, Mu Ge was already bleeding and bleeding, and a dazzling red color fell from his clothes, dripping the flesh that fell on his feet. However, from beginning to end, Mu Ge never hummed, nor asked for mercy.
That still upright posture shot into the sky like a sword to sharpen.
Throughout the entire barracks, the only sound resounded.
Mu Xiong clenched his hands again, staring at the skinny figure on the stage without blinking, his nails sinking into flesh and blood.
'Ninety ... Nine-eight ... Hundred ... Hundred ... Hundred three ...'
I don't know when it started, in the hearts of all the soldiers under the high platform, secretly counting the number of whips Mu Ge suffered. The youth they looked down upon, the man who killed five hundred of their brothers, and the waste that could not be cultivated, were now like feet being thrown into a high stage, to endure everything that ordinary people cannot bear.
He said that a hundred additional whips to console five hundred heroes.
He used his flesh and blood to fight the soldiers.
Using silent behavior, admitting his guilt to the soldiers.
Qin Jinhao's eyes were hard to understand, but it was hard to hide his shock. Looking at the people on stage, he felt like he had made a mistake. 'Is the blood of your family always the blood of your family? Even if it was in vain, it could gather military spirit! The hands hidden on the sleeves were tightly clenched, and the sound of the joint did not attract anyone.