Pharaoh and her queen

"Queen Fujia, tsk tsk tsk~~~ How could you be willing to commit yourself to being Edith's concubine?" One of them lifted Ye Zhiqing's chin with a whip handle, forcing her to look directly into their eyes.

The cloudy eyeballs of the two revealed disdain, and the dark goose skin folds and black and yellow teeth on their faces made their lewd and obscene expressions even more unbearable.

mean and dirty.

With a forbearing expression and just the right amount of fear, Ye Zhiqing struggled to turn his head away.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Because it involved the wound on his right shoulder, a look of pain quickly filled Edith's face.

"Hahaha~~~"

And those two people looked at Ye Zhiqing's reaction as if they were greatly satisfied, their expressions were ferocious, and they laughed out loud.

The next moment, there was a sharp breaking wind, and another whip fell on Ye Zhiqing.

"Queen Fuja, if you don't want to suffer, I advise you to tell the whereabouts of Itsis as soon as possible?" With an extremely mocking look and tone.

Beads of sweat fell from his forehead, Ye Zhiqing squinted his eyes, and his painful panting became more intense.

These people knew their identities, and the two whips just now were not hit with brute force, and the position and strength of the whips were perfectly controlled.

Most importantly, they seemed pretty sure they knew where Etis was.

Ye Zhiqing only felt the scorching pain at the whip wound and on her right shoulder, which almost swallowed her sanity, and groaned in unbearable pain.

"How would I know the whereabouts of His Majesty Edith? As you said, I am just a humble concubine," said the voice weakly, as if he was suffering from great pain.

And the two of them looked at each other tacitly, and a light flashed in their cloudy eyes.

Another person stepped forward, grabbed the feather arrow still stuck in Ye Zhiqing's right shoulder and pushed it in, stirring the flesh and blood in the wound.

"Don't try to hide it from us. Itis and you stayed in Ketanwe for a few days before disappearing. You should think about how to answer."

Ah~ Ye Zhiqing cried out in pain, his already miserable face was like a dead person at this moment, his mouth and nose were filled with a pungent bloody smell.

The two seemed to lose their patience suddenly.

Ye Zhiqing raised his head, and the face of the person in front of him was covered with blood foam, as if it was unbearable, he shouted hoarsely, "You don't even know where His Majesty Its has gone, so why would you expect me, a slave, to know? Isn't it too ridiculous?"

The suddenly raised voice successfully made the two of them take a step back. Ye Zhiqing's slack eyes focused on the two of them, his expression collapsed, and he seemed to be crying and laughing, "Tell me, are you from the temple, or Irhuo?" Prince Te."

Facing Ye Zhiqing's sudden sharp attitude, the two were caught off guard but still did not change their words, insisting that Ye Zhiqing knew the whereabouts of Ittis.

Then there was a messy beating sound.

"I guess you are Prince Ilhot's people,"

"The Temple of Karnak must not know the news that His Majesty Itis is safe and sound, right?"

"Why did Prince Yilhot hide this news?"

Ye Zhiqing's smooth black curly hair was soaked in sweat and stuck to his face, but his trembling voice was extremely clear because of the pain.

Faced with Ye Zhiqing's unexpected speculation, the two of them were obviously a little bit taken aback.

Temporarily stopped beating Ye Zhiqing and walked out.

With room to breathe, Ye Zhiqing moved his limbs with difficulty, trying to relieve the discomfort in his body, but his body became colder and colder, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

The behavior of these two desperadoes did not give Ye Zhiqing a chance to negotiate or delay.

I was hijacked not far from the city of Thebes, so it stands to reason that this cell should be in the city of Thebes now.

What he said just now was based on Ye Zhiqing's own guesses. Now he can only try his best to delay the time, hoping that his abduction will be discovered as soon as possible.

At this time, two people were hiding behind the barren dilapidated earthen wall, looking vigilantly at the half-buried building where Ye Zhiqing was imprisoned.

"My lord, are we going to rescue her?"

"No, someone will save it, just tell them the location."

"Yes."

The daylight passed by, and there was no one in the position just now.

Not long after, under the scorching sun, the apparent tranquility of this desolate and dilapidated village was broken by a rush of horseshoes.

A team of well-equipped cavalry went straight to the place where Ye Zhiqing was being held. The leader was a man wrapped in a white robe, and the group that hijacked Ye Zhiqing was instantly scattered to pieces.

Seeing Ye Zhiqing who was dying, the white-robed man paused, quickly loosened the iron chains on both sides, carefully avoiding Ye Zhiqing's wounds and hugged him in his arms.

He left a sentence coldly, "These people chopped off their hands and feet, smeared them with honey, and threw them into the termite nest," got on their horses and left.

Even though the white-robed man was superb at riding, Ye Zhiqing was still in pain from being bumped. Hearing the pained groan of the man in his arms, the intense ruthlessness and chill escaping from the white-robed man made one's heart startled.

Those people, damn it.