Chapter 749 Lin Ping's Another Bandit Suppression Journey and the Horrific Scenes of Her Tortur
Chapter 749 Lin Ping's Another Bandit Suppression Journey and the Horrific Scenes of Her Tortur
Soon, Lin Ping was transferred to a prefecture in Longyou as a general leading 1,250 troops to suppress a large bandit stronghold with 3,000 members. Because those who had poisoned her and those involved in the previous bandit suppression had either been captured or killed, and the entire stronghold had been burned to the ground by her and Lin Muxue, no one knew of her resurrection. Those forces eyeing the Lin family's rise still targeted her, quickly infiltrating her ranks with agents from various factions, who regularly fed her slow-acting poison. Although Lin Ping was already a Heavenly Realm expert, the poison was colorless and odorless, and showed no symptoms or signs of poisoning, so she remained unaware.
As usual, Lin Ping prepared to go to the mountain stronghold alone, intending to crush the bandits with her absolute strength. So she came to the gate of the stronghold and decided to enter and challenge all the bandits to a life-or-death battle!
Lin Ping stood before the village gate, her eyes resolute. She believed she was strong enough to defeat these bandits. However, the moment she stepped into the village, she suddenly felt a sharp pain.
The deadly poison and the aphrodisiac raged through her body, and she gradually lost control. Her face turned ashen, her lips purple, and large beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She tried to struggle, but her legs felt as heavy as lead weights, and she couldn't move them.
Suddenly, Lin Ping coughed violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood that splattered on the ground. The blood was mixed with black clots, as if representing her shattered internal organs and soul. A low, hissing sound came from her throat, like a final lament of life.
Seeing Lin Ping's unusual behavior, the bandits burst into wild laughter. They pounced on her like hungry wolves, slamming her heavily to the ground. Lin Ping's body scraped against the rough ground, her skin abraded, blood seeping out and mixing with the black blood clots on the ground, creating a gruesome scene.
Lin Ping's screams were like ripped cloth, sharp and piercing. Her voice was filled with pain and despair, as if it were the cry of a soul tormented by a demon. Each scream was accompanied by a trembling body, her face contorted with extreme pain, tears and blood mingling and streaming down her cheeks.
Her mouth was wide open, but no complete sound came out, only intermittent, chilling screams. Her eyes were wide open, filled with fear and helplessness, as if she were watching herself walk into the abyss of death. Her hands gripped the ground tightly, trying to struggle, but she could not break free from the bandits' grasp.
As the bandits' torture grew increasingly cruel, Lin Ping's screams became more piercing. Her voice echoed through the mountain stronghold, like a curse from hell, sending chills down the spines of everyone who heard it. However, her screams elicited no pity from anyone, only the bandits' increasingly frenzied laughter and the sounds of beatings.
They grabbed her hair and slammed her head against the wall. Lin Ping's vision blurred, and her consciousness gradually faded. Her body was already covered in wounds and blood, but the bandits' brutality did not stop.
One of the bandit leaders was a master at the Great Perfection of the Earth Realm, who also knew the Devouring Technique like Mo Duotian. He violently rammed into Lin Ping's body, devouring all of Lin Ping's power. Lin Ping tragically became his furnace, having her power drained, and he also leaped to become a master at the Great Perfection of the Heaven Realm.
This time, Lin Ping was gang-raped by the bandits for another ten days, until her strength was completely drained. Her delicate body was cruelly tortured countless times. Lin Ping's eyes were wide open, but her breath had ceased. Her mouth was wide open, stuffed with filth. Her leather armor had been stripped off by the bandits, and her naked corpse was abandoned in a corner of the mountain stronghold, forgotten by all. Her dreams and pride had vanished in that moment. Only her naked body lay there quietly, her eyes wide open like copper bells, as if telling the story of the suffering and injustice she had endured.
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