"Stop, stop it now! Ohoho!" At this moment, Dongfang Bailu had a look of tortured pleasure on his face, feeling like he was about to completely lose it.
His hands scratched frantically everywhere, covered in bloodstains, but this was utterly fucking useless. The itching persisted and seemed to be getting worse.
"How about it, Dongfang Immortal Emperor? My torture methods aren't bad, right?" Tang Rao asked with a smile. If pain won't do the trick, let's try something special.
Not to brag, but these mechanical Little Spiders, also known as Heart-Scratching Hundred Claws, will drive you mad with itch. And as time goes by, the itching will only intensify.
No exaggeration, if pushed to the limit, you would even plunge your hands into your own body to scratch.
"Tang Rao... please stop it, I'm begging you, stop! Ah, ohoho..." Dongfang Bailu could hardly speak properly because the sensation was just too unbearable.
"Stopping is certainly possible... but will you talk?" Tang Rao asked.
