He survived under the hands of Bai Yueguang

Zhou Yiguang visited the palace at night, alarmed all the guards guarding that day, and then fascinated them all.

The guards all fell to the ground limply, not a sight to behold.

There are so many good things on the 24th floor. If you don’t use them for nothing, why bother to meet them head-on.

But a hero does not suffer from the immediate disadvantages, and some are clever but are misled by cleverness.

In the back garden of the Xinggong, Zhou Yiguang tried to sprinkle the same medicinal powder in front of Zhou Yan, intending to directly stun him and tie him up to do whatever he wanted.But due to the disparity in internal strength, he failed.

This kind of medicinal powder is colorless and odorless, and when it enters a person's body with breathing, it will confine the internal energy, making the person's whole body weak and powerless.

Unfortunately, Zhou Yiguang failed to steal the chicken and lost money, and he was tricked himself.

The medicine took effect quickly, and Zhou Meiren softened instantly.Going back to three years ago overnight, I don't know if I will be equally lucky tonight.

Before falling to the ground, Zhou Yan hugged him.When the body touched, Zhou Yiguang felt that his heartbeat was obviously faster in his newly adapted body. For some reason, he came through his soul, and there was no barrier, as if he was really himself, and his heart beat.

"Thank you."

Zhou Yiguang was very polite to this person who would kill himself at any time.

Zhou Yan let go, and Zhou Yiguang quickly supported the pillars of the corridor so as not to fall.

This drug is so fucking strong.

Zhou Yan poured himself a drink, and the aroma of the wine was clear: "I sincerely invite you to drink, take a look at what you did to my guards?"

Zhou Yiguang was very honest: "It's easier to do this way, besides, I know I can't beat you. So I can only use drugs to bring them down, and then I can do what I want to do."

"The means of indiscriminate use." Zhou Yan's words were full of contempt.

Zhou Yiguang was not dissatisfied either: "I can't compare to you."

"Now that you are on the 24th floor, you think I dare not kill you?"

"No, you can do whatever you want, and you don't have to care what the host wants."

What Zhou Yiguang said was the truth, literally, and it fell into Zhou Yan's ears, but it was like Zhou Yiguang threatened him with the landlord.

"We'll have a tally tonight."

Zhou Yan talked a lot tonight.

"Okay, if you can, let's end it together."

Zhou Yiguang was extraordinarily chic tonight.

"First, how dare you bite me three years ago."

He bit Zhou Yan's wrist, which Zhou Yiguang remembered clearly, and he recalled it to this day.The thin skin was bitten open, and there was the cold fragrance of moss pine, and he sucked off the blood droplets overflowing from it little by little.The temperature of the skin contacting, the bloody smell overflowing from the lips and teeth stimulated his nerves all the time, pulling him into the abyss of recklessness.

So Zhou Yiguang stretched out his wrist and handed it in front of Zhou Yan. Because the effect of the medicine was still going on, Zhou Yiguang's whole body was weak and weak, and he almost struggled to raise his hand, but he still managed to complete this action with difficulty.

"You can bite back."

Zhou Yan grabbed the wrist, the bones were slender, and there was not much flesh, and the tentacles were cold.Zhou Yiguang enjoyed the heat from his wrist, feeling a little dazed.Just staring at Zhou Yan's eyes affectionately, the shadow of the moon was reflected in the eyes.Since then, I have no heart to love the good night, and the bright moon is in the eyes of the old man.

Zhou Yan didn't buy it, snapped Zhou Yiguang's wrist.

"Hiss... so ruthless."

It's been a long time since I've been in such pain, and Zhou Yiguang suddenly sobered up a lot.Although there was a rash on his painful back, and his forearm trembled physiologically, Zhou Yiguang still smiled lightly, not reluctantly, a little seductive.

Gentle and cruel, it is heart-shattering.

Fragile but strong, impulsive and devastating.

"Second, you escaped three years ago."

This crime was still fresh in Zhou Yanyou's memory, and he gritted his teeth.He had originally planned to let Zhou Yiguang go, but before he could figure out how to play in the future, he found him running away.

Zhou Yiguang felt innocent: "I didn't run away voluntarily, I didn't know what happened. When I woke up, I was already on the 24th floor and I was the oiran."

"But after you woke up, you didn't come back." Zhou Yan's face was extremely gloomy.

"You want to kill me, why should I come back?" Zhou Yiguang replied perfectly.

"Now I still want to kill you, why did you go to the banquet?"

Zhou Yiguang lowered his head and was silent for a while: "I miss you, so let's die."

In fact, it is for the "Wuji" sword intent, and the virtual players don't spare their lives.

Zhou Yan ignored him and continued to drink his wine.

"Hey, I want to drink too."

"You have a big heart, and you are still in the mood to drink when you are about to die." Zhou Yan was in a good mood for no reason.

"Because death is imminent, everyone is in a better mood." Zhou Yiguang's mood is not bad.

"Not only am I in the mood to drink, but I also want to watch you dance your sword. Can you show me Wuji's sword moves? Anyway, I'm about to die. How powerful."

Zhou Yiguang does as he pleases, as if he is really a guest and not imprisoned.

Zhou Yan watched Zhou Yiguang leaning limply on the stone chair, his gaze was filled with complex emotions that had been brewed for three years.Zhou Yiguang's indifferent facial features suddenly aroused his desire to abuse.

Zhou Yan approached, picked up the wine jar, squeezed Zhou Yiguang's mouth and poured wine.The white teeth opened, and there was no resistance.

Zhou Yiguang didn't have time to swallow, the transparent liquid flowed down his jaw and wet his clothes.The scenery on the chest is exposed from under the thin silk and satin fabric. Compared with three years ago, it seems to have grown a lot.

Zhou Yiguang swallowed the liquid in his mouth, and he didn't have time to cough when he was choked. Tears leaked from the end of his eyes, and he licked the remnants from the corners of his mouth, saying: "You wet me."

Zhou Yan followed Zhou Yiguang's chin, and ate the daughter Hong who had condensed into dew bit by bit.

"Zhou Yan..." Zhou Yiguang's voice was a bit depressed.

When you reach the Adam's apple, you can hear its sound.All the way down, through the clothes as thin as cicada's wings, the smell of daughter red is very unique.

Zhou Yiguang exerted force on his back, as if dodging, but moved himself closer, as if wanting more.

Zhou Yan only prefers one place, his body is oppressed and uncomfortable, and he can't move after the effect of the medicine, Zhou Yiguang doesn't want to ask him.

Indulging in this deadly depression is another kind of joy, all the feelings are given by Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan looked at the person below him with interest, his eyes were very similar to his own.

He kissed Zhou Yiguang's eyes, and then dropped a kiss.

Zhou Yiguang had no strength to speak, his mouth smelled of blood, and he had no wounds.Only then did he realize that when he kissed just now, he made Zhou Yan bleed again.

Zhou Yiguang's mind was hazy, and he didn't know what to do with his body's reaction. How did he come to this point?

Then, Mr. Zhou, who was strong and healthy and hadn't met an opponent in three years, passed out because of the excitement of the tease just now.

When he woke up, Zhou Yiguang found himself tied up again in a dark cell.The situation was exactly the same as three years ago, only this time he wore his own clothes.

The cell was empty, and in several separate cages, only himself was imprisoned.

His hands were tied behind his back, but fortunately, his feet were not shackled, so he could stand up and walk around the cell relatively freely.

This cage is not small, but rather spacious.The cage was made of black fine steel, and the lock and chain of the prison door were also made of the same fine steel. Zhou Yiguang gave up the idea of ​​breaking the door.

Suddenly, the dark prison cell seemed to flash a little bit of golden light.

Zhou Yiguang thought it was an illusion at the beginning, but later he looked up and saw that it was not an illusion, it was real.

A row of shining gold characters in seal script appeared in the sky above.

[System prompt: Your task progress is zero, please hurry up. 】

Zhou Yiguang has a headache, the task is too difficult.

Zhou Yiguang tried to communicate with the system: "Why should I hurry up, am I in a hurry? If I'm late, what will happen."

For a long time, nothing responded to him, and the cage was so clean that there was not even a mouse.

It was only then that Zhou Yiguang realized that this system might be linked by a single line.And he is a mute, can only write, can not speak.Anyway, this host still knows a few words, otherwise the ghost knows what the system wants me to do.

Otherwise, Zhou Yiguang laughed dryly, feeling a little embarrassed talking to himself.

But the surroundings were too quiet, so he murmured again: "I can't protect myself, so why worry, I will have to go offline sooner or later."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yan came by a coincidence, and Zhou Yan heard the two dry laughs just now, and the sentence just now.

Zhou Yan wondered: "What is forced offline?"

"Also, what were you laughing at?"

Zhou Yiguang heard the sound and saw Zhou Yan walking from a distance.

Zhou Yiguang didn't have the slightest awareness of being a prisoner, and his momentum remained undiminished: "You won't be allowed to laugh anymore?"

Zhou Yan came closer: "I'll give you another chance, think about how you should talk to me."

Zhou Yan approached, and the coercion spread around him.For some reason, Zhou Yiguang seemed to feel ghostly, he must be hallucinating, Zhou Yiguang was a little timid, and his arrogance was reduced a little.

"Forcibly offline...that's...I'm researching how to forcefully escape from this prison. After watching it for a long time, I feel that it's not possible."

"Yes, you are very self-aware."

Zhou Yiguang was very unconvinced by what he said.

"That's right, I can't escape, but what's the point of keeping people locked up? I made a mistake yesterday, so if you have the guts, let me out now, and we'll have a serious fight."

Zhou Yiguang was thinking in his heart that the probability of winning would be lower than the probability of escaping from this prison if he fought an upright battle.

But no matter what, let's escape from the cage first, and we can only take one step at a time.

Being locked up here, I am afraid that I will not be able to complete the task for the rest of my life, and I will die so aggrieved.

Zhou Yiguang's gaze fell on an open space in front of the prison cell. The place was filled with all kinds of torture instruments for extorting confessions. It was quite spacious and seemed to be a training ground.

He went on to say: "You let me out, untie me, and we will fight in that open space. If I lose, you can kill or cut me up as you like. If you are not relieved, I think you have a lot of torture instruments here." , I can't resist if I use it on me casually."

What Zhou Yiguang was referring to was of course the assortment of instruments of torture hanging on the shelves next to the training ground, including a branding iron with charcoal fire, a splint for pinching fingers, iron pliers for pulling out nails, a bed of nails, and a tiger stool. Like a whip with thorns, everything.