Pick up an assassin as a wife

In the dark night, I could see the Hell Gate disciples wearing black robes, like lonely souls walking at night, walking towards the vast house one by one.

The house was old and eerie, especially when these "monsters" wearing black robes walked in, it felt even more terrifying.

I saw two rows of hell disciples standing in the courtyard. At a glance, there were no fewer than dozens of them.

Why did Hell Gate dispatch so many masters this time?

What do they want to do?

Looking inside again, I saw a short woman standing there in the middle of the house. Her face was pale and bloodless, and her eyes were sinister and sharp. She stood motionless, and next to her was another woman. A weird woman with a similar ugly appearance to her, but this woman is more terrifying, looks more sinister, and has a black mole on her chin.

"Sister, when will the master arrive?" The short woman next to me suddenly asked at this time.

The woman called eldest sister, with a black mole on her chin, stared eerily at the black starry sky, and said in an extremely weird and sharp voice: "Almost..."

Owner?

"Darkness is finally coming." The eldest sister standing there suddenly looked at the endless black screen and laughed strangely.

In the room behind them, there are two secret doors on the left and right.

I saw several Hell Gate disciples standing guard around the secret door, as if there was something extremely cautious in the house.

Looking carefully, I saw that the door of this room was tightly closed. What incredible thing was inside?

"Open the door." Suddenly, an eerie voice came out of the mouth of the woman with the mole on her face.

Behind her was another short woman.

As she spoke, the two Hell Gate disciples at the door opened the door vigorously. As soon as the door was opened, a pungent smell of blood poured out from inside.

The woman with the dark mole on her face walked in step by step.

But he said that not only was there the smell of blood inside the secret door, but also faint breathing sounds could be heard...

Because the light inside was relatively dim, with only a dim light bulb hanging in the air, when you entered, you couldn't clearly see everything in the room at a glance.

The only thing that can be seen is two shirtless burly men standing there on the left side, standing there with ferocious faces.

Next to these two huge bear men, there is a black table made of iron. On the table are bloody knives, daggers, and bloody poisonous whips...

The torture chamber?

Who is being imprisoned in such a place that looks like a torture chamber?

Looking carefully, I saw in the most remote corner, a man covered in blood was hanging there alive. His whole body was completely covered with blood... and it was dripping from his chest. , it seemed like no part of his body was intact, and everything was being tortured alive.

His head was bowed deeply... His face could not be seen clearly. He hung his head as if dead, and his whole body was hung there alive.

And he only has one hand!

After the two ugly women walked in, they took the first cold look at the man hanging in front of them, covered in blood.

Then one of the women asked.

"Is she dead?"

After she asked coldly, one of the shirtless bears quickly said, "No, he's not dead."

"It's good that he's not dead. If he dies, you won't be able to live." The ugly woman said with a sneer.

The shirtless big man suddenly turned pale.

"Wake him up..." The woman with the mole on her face suddenly said coldly.

After she said these words, the big bear man in front of her quickly ran to the side, holding a bucket of ice-cold water in his hand, and suddenly poured it down directly on the hanging man's head with a pop.

The man who looked like he was dead suddenly gasped in pain after being splashed with cold water.

He woke up, and he was really not dead yet.

However, although he was not dead, he looked almost dead, because his body had been tortured to the point of completely changing its shape, and the blood all over his body, mixed with cold water, could not stop flowing down.

After waking up, he couldn't stop panting, and his body covered in blood was trembling at the same time.

The two ugly women standing on the side looked at his lingering body and suddenly sneered.

"Dugu Xie, I really didn't expect that you would come here to die." Suddenly the woman with a black mole on her face said with a sneer.

Duguxie?

Oh my god, is this tortured half-dead person actually Duguxie?

After the ugly woman spoke a word, he, covered in blood, slowly raised his head.

When he raised his bloody face, he could really see his face clearly.

Duguxie turned out to be Duguxie.

Oh my god, how could this Duguxie be caught here?

(It turns out that Duguxie has been disheartened since the sword was broken and determined to leave his brothers, but he has not given up revenge. He wants revenge, revenge, even if it means death, he has to avenge Li Tian, ​​so he alone People risked their lives to break in here. One person was finally knocked down after killing 10-20 Hell Gate disciples... and then he was trapped here and tortured. Now he is completely covered with skin, and his whole body looks like It’s like a bloody man, panting there)

There was hatred in his eyes, a hatred that would destroy the world, but he could do nothing.

"They say you, Duguxie, are made of iron. Today, I have truly seen it."

As the woman with the black mole on her face spoke, she gently stroked the wounds on Dugu Xie's body with a pale hand and sneered.

"Assholes...you bunch of demons...sooner or later...sooner or later you will go to hell..." Duguxie gasped hard, vomiting blood in his mouth and cursing the two extremely vicious women in front of him.

"Go to hell?"

"It's a pity that even if we are going to hell, you will go to hell before us." The woman suddenly sneered.

Dugu Xieqi's eyes almost popped out, and the blood all over his body was shaking uncontrollably. He struggled, but it was so futile.

"Still want to struggle? Still want to escape?" The woman with the mole on her face suddenly sneered. As she said this, one of her hands had already penetrated into Dugu Xie's flesh.

Blood trickled down from her arm, and Duguxie endured the heart-piercing pain, her body trembling with violent spasms.