Rebirth Curve Siege

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Mu Yujun panted lightly, cold sweat slid down her temples and forehead, and soon, a few drops of sweat flowed into her dry eyes, and the feeling of being invaded by foreign objects made her subconsciously close her eyes.The moment she closed her eyes, a black shadow fell and hit her body, making a loud 'click' sound.

A layer of goose skin instantly appeared on the skin, and a red to purple mark was left on the fair skin, looking ugly.

Mu Yujun didn't make any noise, she opened her eyes and looked at the jailer in front of her lightly.

The jailer's face was extremely pale, probably because she had stayed in such a dark and humid place for many years, her pale face still showed a hint of blue, her eyes were not too big or small, but inside was a numb silence, as thick as a sausage. The mouth, the skin of the lips is like the dry land near the desert in the west, cracked into pieces.

She seemed to notice that Mu Yujun was looking at her, her dull eyes met the quiet black pupils in front of her, the movement of her hands was a beat slower, and the whip fell feebly in midair to the ground, stirring up a layer of dust.

"Mu Yujun, the eldest daughter of the Mu Da family, was imprisoned in the imperial prison for trial for killing the whole family." She opened her mouth and made a cold voice, which seemed a little mocking and disdainful.But his eyes didn't fall on Mu Yujun's body, but looked at a dark corner above his head.

"En." Mu Yujun replied lightly, her face still calm, as if she was not in a prison, but in a safe courtyard. A cup of tea.

The jailer looked at her, frowned slightly, and then waved a whip to hit her, and said coldly: "Hey, don't you have anything to say?"

"Heh..." Mu Yujun pushed herself up and smiled leisurely. The jailer's incomprehensible expression appeared on her indifferent face, but it was heart-wrenching. The thin voice was mixed with weak gasps, and her eyes stared falsely Looking at the door, "Don't hit me in the face, it won't look good if it gets dirty."

The jailer was stunned, and the whip in his hand fell on her body more forcefully, and the fine blood gradually spread into the shape of cherry blossoms, blooming on her body one by one, "Looks good? Don't you feel pain? Are you in pain?" Question me, or look down on me?" At the end of the beating, the jailer threw the whip in his hand sullenly, and squeezed Mu Yujun's chin with his thumb and index finger, "It's just a prisoner on death row. What are you pretending to be noble here? You just need to cower like other prisoners, why do you behave like a normal person, do you know that I hate nobles like you the most, you are like wolves in sheep's clothing, do your best Some nasty things."

"..." Mu Yujun looked at her deeply, her eyes were calm, and there was even a trace of pity on her face.

The jailer's sensitive heart was stung by the expression on her face, and he slammed her abdomen with his right hand. Her eyes were red, and she looked at her ferociously. I pulled her into the lab, dissected her, dismembered her."

A red light flashed in the dark corner above his head, and after a few minutes, the door was opened.

Several men in white coats filed in, and the jailer stood aside, watching Mu Yujun being dragged away by them, with a cruel arc on his mouth, "This is your punishment, since you have come here, do you think Is it up there, I am the king of this place, hehehe, enjoy yourself, don't cry later."

Mu Yujun was slammed heavily on the cold dissecting table, surrounded by three equipment trolleys side by side, full of scalpels, awls, scissors and other instruments.

A few surgical bands trapped her tightly on the table, and the cold light above her head was turned on with a 'click'.Three tall men wearing big masks gestured at her body.