Ji Ting broke two legs by Rong Huang and couldn't escape at all.

His mouth was still blocked, and he couldn't even call for help.

At this moment, Ji Ting really realized what it means to be unhealthy, and the ground is not working.

When he arrived at Zhuangzi under the name of King Kang, King Kang jumped out of the carriage first, as if to throw off some dirty things.

He dusted his clothes and told the coachman, "Throw the carriage away."

King Kang lowered his head and sniffed his clothes, his face was full of disgust, and he walked in in a stride, still muttering, "Dirty, dirty..."

Rong Huang: "..."

Glancing at Ji Ting, who was tossed with a pale face, Rong Huang winked at Mo Tang, "You carry the person in."

Mo Tang was so brooding about what Ji Ting said earlier, so he gave Rong Huang a look and said coldly, "Carry it myself."

Rong Huang spread his hands innocently, "I'm a weak woman, so big, I can't hold it."

Mo Tang pursed his lower lip, grasped it and released it.

Under Rong Huang's scorching gaze, Mo Tang looked embarrassed, and his ears became hot without any promise. He picked up Ji Ting and pulled out of the carriage rudely.

Rong Huang chuckled, then jumped out of the carriage, took out the golden folding fan around his waist, and shook his body smoothly.

Just after two steps, Rong Huang suddenly remembered something she had forgotten.

After thinking for two seconds, I really couldn't figure it out. Rong Huang simply gave up and walked into Zhuangzi happily.

Young Ling who is still waiting for Rong Huang in Xingchun Tower: "..." Young Ling crying.JPG.

The doctor under King Kang was already waiting in Zhuangzi, and when he saw Rong Huang come in, he asked, "What does this young man want the old man to do?"

Rong Huang looked at the gray-haired old man, thought for a moment, and let someone tie up Ji Ting to the table first.

As a result, Ji Ting was tied tightly by the rope method of trapping dead pigs and thrown on a long table.

It looks like a pig to be slaughtered.

Rong Huang briefly described it to the old doctor, and under the old doctor's increasingly shocked eyes he said, "As long as he looks different from what he does now."

The old man's mouth twitched. He had been practicing medicine for many years, and he had heard of this technique for the first time.

It seems to be torturing people.

Rong Huang really wanted to make Ji Ting painful once.

Otherwise, with Rong Huang's ability, it is nothing but the skill of pinching a formula that can make Ji Ting a big change.

But how could it make Ji Ting suffer a bit and have a long memory?

"Don't get rid of it." Rong Huang specifically exhorted.

Such precious things as Ma Feisan are of course reserved for those who deserve it, Ji Ting is not worthy.

Because King Kang had reminded the old doctor in advance, the old doctor brought his scalpel for dissecting chickens, ducks, gooses and pigs in the past.

Under Ji Ting's horrified eyes, Rong Huang sent King Kang and Mo Tang out and began to guide the old doctor to perform the operation.

Modern surgery should be performed in a sterile environment, but the subject of this operation is Ji Ting, who is not worthy.

Rong Huang commanded with bright eyes in the room, and the two people outside had goose bumps aroused by Ji Ting's terrible shouts.

"I said, your little daughter-in-law..." After receiving Mo Tang's death gaze, King Kang quickly changed his words, "The girl really is messing around in the rivers and lakes, there are two brushes, listening to this voice, Ji Ting estimates I have the heart to want to die."

Ji Ting really wanted to die on the spot.

It hurts too much.

The skin and flesh on his face were slashed raw, and the feeling of the sharp blade passing through the flesh and blood was clearly discernible.

Ji Tinghun was almost frightened, but he was tightly bound, unable to move at all, and his head was held tightly by people.