In the book, the villain male second was conquered by me and became a loyal dog

The dungeon was filled with a sickening stench. It was dark and damp all around. The torches on the walls flickered with a dim light, as if ghosts were wandering around.

Tong Huanyou was thrown roughly into one of the cells, and his body made a dull sound when it hit the ground.

"Qiu'er is getting more and more capable. He just went out for a while and caught another one."

A middle-aged man in a goose yellow brocade robe walked out from behind the girl and praised with a proud look on his face.

The girl lowered her head, her dirty hair covering her face, making it impossible to see her expression. All one could hear was her pleading in a broken voice:

"Master, considering Qiu'er's hard work today, can you take less blood today?"

Her voice was filled with endless fear and humility.

"Qiu'er, you are the leader of all flowers. Without you, my ointment would not be so effective."

Although the man was smiling, there was a hint of viciousness in his eyes, "A few more flower demons died in the cell over there, and the cell hasn't been filled yet."

The girl trembled when she heard that, and said tremblingly: "Yes, Master."

The cell door was locked and the two men left.

Tong Huanyou finally regained control of her body and turned over carefully.

With his brows furrowed, he thought to himself, and vaguely felt that the man's voice sounded familiar.

But I couldn't remember where I had heard it before.

Looking around, I saw several timid women huddled together, shivering like fallen leaves in the cold wind.

Those pale faces and eyes were full of fear.

From time to time, several burly men walked by the aisle, their faces ferocious, and they threatened fiercely: "Cry, cry, cry, if you cry again, I will throw you into the blood pool!"

Tong Huanyou moved his body with difficulty, his clothes rubbing against the ground, making a slight sound, and then he leaned against the wall.

Tong Huanyou: Are you sure that the character I’m playing is that of a female supporting role, and not that of Monk Tang?

[System: Yes. 】

Tong Huanyou: Haha, that’s true. I’m not as good as Tang Seng. He at least has three disciples to save him.

【System: You have three protagonists. 】

Tong Huanyou: So I am still Tang Monk, right? Do I really have to go through 81 trials and tribulations?

[System: Don't worry, host, we don't have that many monsters. ]

Tong Huanyou: Thank you, Tang Seng has so many monsters and none of them are as busy as me.

I was arrested again after just a few days?

If you had allowed me to get the Buddhist scriptures back then, it wouldn't have taken me 14 years. I would have gotten it for you in two years.

[System: Host, Wu Chengen doesn’t know you. ]

Tong Huanyou: ...Is it time to tell jokes now?

【System: No. 】

Tong Huanyou held his forehead with his hand as his head ached. He raised his eyes and looked at the people hiding in the corner: Please explain, what is going on now? Which monster has come?

After all, she had read the book a month or two ago, and she could hardly remember the later plot.

[System: The city is full of flower demons.]

Tong Huanyou frowned slightly, she was not impressed by this unit.

He is probably a monk who returned to secular life and used countless monsters to satisfy his desire for money.

But she forgot what she did...

Just as she was stunned, her fingertips seemed to touch something sticky. When she raised her hand, she saw that it was black blood plasma mixed with mud.

At such a close distance, the stench rushed straight to Tong Huanyou's head. He almost vomited and hurriedly reached out his hand to rub the wall frantically.

"Sister, don't move. If you make too much noise, they will beat you." A little girl, about six years old, warned weakly.

Tong Huanyou was startled and quickly stopped what he was doing.

Then the little girl slowly approached her, her tiny body trembling, and she asked in a choked voice:

"Sister, I have my mother's evil spirit on me. Are you the expert my mother asked to save me?"

Tong Huanyou was a little confused. When did she become infected with evil spirit?

But seeing the hope for survival burning in the little girl's eyes, he swallowed the question he wanted to ask about who her mother was.

Anyway, the protagonists will come to rescue them.

"I'm not. I'm a friend of the master. They are trying to figure out a solution outside."

As soon as these words were spoken, the despairing expressions of the other people hiding in the corner suddenly brightened up.

"Really?" Several people asked almost at the same time.

Several pairs of eyes stared at Tong Huanyou, as if her answer was the last straw for them.

Tong Huanyou was stunned, and finally nodded: "Of course it's true."

"Great, someone will save us, someone will save us..."

The voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement, yet it was tried hard to suppress it, as if it was being squeezed out from the throat.

"We have hope, we can survive..."

There were sobbing sounds, some people covered their mouths with their hands, some bit their lips tightly, trying not to cry too loudly.

Only the constantly shaking shoulders revealed his inner excitement.

Tong Huanyou looked at their wounded appearances carefully, and felt inexplicably upset: "Why did they arrest you?"

The little girl gently tugged at the corner of her clothes, raised her bloodstained face and explained: "Sister, here, we are the blood slaves of the flower demon."

"Flower demon blood slave?"

Another person explained in a hoarse voice: "They took our blood, refined it into flower fat, and used it to make the cream that everyone in Dongdu was scrambling for."

Tong Huanyou was extremely shocked: "The cream is made of your blood?"

"Yes, one liter of demon blood can only produce one drop of flower fat. If we continue like this, we really don't know how long we can survive..."

"I have just gone through untold hardships to cultivate into an adult, and I really don't want to die yet..."

"I don't want to die either. I finally managed to avoid being picked off. I just wanted to see what other places look like, but I was inexplicably caught here..."

"I didn't do anything bad...why do you want to kill me..."

The extremely heart-wrenching complaints came one after another, and each one was moving.

The little girl next to Tong Huanyou buried her head under her knees and sobbed helplessly:

"My mother and I just want to find a place to settle down. We didn't hurt anyone..."

When Tong Huanyou heard this, her heart seemed to be plucked by an invisible big hand, and her eyes were filled with heartache and pity.

half an hour.

Tong Huanyou asked: "Who is the girl who just grabbed me? Isn't she a flower demon?"

“Hehe…” One person smiled bitterly, his eyes full of resentment, “Of course she is a flower demon, the leader of all flowers, Peony Qiu’er. If it weren’t for her, how would we have come here…”

Tong Huanyou asked: "What's going on?"

"She released the scent of flowers to lure us to come to Dongdu from afar..."

The words are not finished yet.

Just then, a noisy sound of footsteps suddenly came, and a group of burly and ferocious-looking people walked over ferociously.

Without saying a word, they opened the cell door roughly. The "clang" sound was particularly harsh in this silent space.

They grabbed the women's arms mercilessly and dragged them out.

The women were terrified, their faces lost all color in an instant, and their eyes were wide open, filled with fear and despair.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

"Please, don't!"

……

The women's voices trembled and their tears could not stop flowing.