Quick-wearing villain Bai Yueguang is very sultry

Chapter 557 Assassin and Miss Lost (24)

".poison?"

Chu Cha's eyelashes trembled, looking at the ignorant Ye Zhuo, he was hit hard somewhere in his heart.

He never said 'pain', and he was still accustomed to being scarred by whipping, but now he said 'it hurts, it hurts', which shows how unbearable the poison was when it broke out.

Looking at the girl who suddenly hugged him, Ye Zhuo was confused: "What's wrong with you?"

Chu Cha hugged his waist tightly, buried his head on his chest, his voice was slightly choked up: "No. It's just that my heart hurts."

"Do you feel sorry for me again?" Ye Zhuo was talking, suddenly felt that the front of the front was a little wet, and he couldn't help but panic, and he didn't know what he was panicking, anyway, he was so panicked that he raised his hands high up at a loss, and he didn't know what to do. Knowing whether to touch Chu Cha: "Are you crying? Why are you crying when I didn't bully you? It's none of my business. You have to give me food."

After being made such a fuss by him, Chu Cha couldn't cry anymore, covered his red eyes and hit him a few times, but he didn't fight back, but just clamored to go back to eat.

Eat mung bean cake.

Eat a bunch of mung bean cakes.

When he was satisfied and went back to the hidden killing gate, Chu Yue and Chu Qiu hurriedly helped the fainted wife back to the mansion. Seeing Chu Cha who was not dead, the two of them relaxed their heartstrings and both passed out.

Chu Cha: .
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As soon as Ye Zhuo returned to Yinshamen, the owner of the gate told him to go there.

He walked through several passages in a detour, and finally stopped in front of a stone gate. Almost as soon as he arrived, there was an indistinguishable voice from inside the gate: "Come in."

Then the stone door opened wide.

Behind the layers of red curtains, there are groups of beauties, fat and thin around them, all of them are beautiful and glamorous.One person feeds wine, one person delivers grapes, two people beat their legs and rub their shoulders, and one person massages their heads.

The door master was in it, his face was very gloomy, and the corners of his mouth were forced to smile, strangely and viciously: "Ye Zhuo, have you found the sword manual?"

"No." Ye Zhuo lowered his eyes slightly.

"Hey." The door master suppressed his anger, with a livid face: "Then what about the others, why didn't they come back with you?"

"killed."

"You bastard, are you going to apostate!" The door master shook the tea cup away, picked up the whip, and hit him hard, one whip after another, when the whip was thrown on the back, there was a clear "crack" slap' sound.

Not long after, the old wound on his back was pulled open again, and blood gushed down, forming a puddle of blood on the ground.

I don't know how many whips he received, Ye Zhuo couldn't stand up anymore, he knelt down on the ground, and the golden lotus hairpin in his arms fell out.

The whip inadvertently stopped—

The head of the door picked up the golden lotus hairpin, seeing that it belonged to a woman, he couldn't help feeling overwhelmed, and asked gloomily, "Ye Zhuo, what is this?"

Due to excessive blood loss, the young man's face was pale, and the high ponytail that was tied crookedly was completely loose. He looked at the golden lotus hairpin and said hoarsely, "Give it back to me."

The door master smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes at all. He squatted down slowly in front of Ye Zhuo, carefully looked at the young man's embarrassed appearance, and said, "Do you have feelings?"

"How can you have emotions."

"Who taught you this?"

"The last thing a killer should do is to look like a human, do you understand?"

The head of the sect, Jie Jie, sneered, pinched Ye Zhuo's chin, and poured a bottle of medicine into his mouth. The medicine powder was white in color and had a choking smell of rouge powder.

After pouring down a bottle, Ye Zhuo only felt his whole body scorching hot, he groaned and lay down completely on the ground, his pale face dripping with cold sweat.

The door owner was very satisfied, and turned his head to look at the five coquettish women hiding behind the screen.

"This bastard, I will leave it to you tonight. Whoever plays the game to the satisfaction of the sect master can leave the hidden killing gate."

　The next two chapters are blocked

　　
　
(End of this chapter)