Ming Yu

"Well, the common saying is that if the sky has love, the sky will grow old, and the moon will be as long as the moon without hatred... What a trick of God, who would have thought that after only a short period of loving time, this unswerving and loyal couple will be together again. Facing the injustice of fate once!"

The storyteller sighed, not noticing that the young man who left silently at the door was about to raise his head when he was urged to continue by the swarming audience.

"Everyone, don't worry, listen to me in detail. Regarding the series of major changes in the spiritual world, let's talk about going back to the unprecedented grand ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens that Duke Ming and the new Wang Jun co-hosted two years ago. ..."

On the day of the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, on the top of the vast and ethereal sea of ​​clouds, the golden sun shines on the mountains and sea tides, the mantra of joy and great compassion is raised high among the deep valleys, and the sound of chanting prayers runs through Changhong, leading to the Hall of Bliss in the West Heaven.

The two most eye-catching figures, golden and bright red, appeared on the top of the high cliff, surrounded by auspicious clouds and filled with purple clouds, leading everyone to chant the Great Compassion Mantra, praying for peace in the spiritual world forever, and staying away from wars, turmoil, hunger, epidemics, and evil thoughts...

Therefore, no one noticed that on a rock in the distance, the newly appointed Emperor Ling suddenly raised his hand and looked towards the sky.

A huge cloud of black air gradually gathered on the high clouds, and suddenly a thunderbolt descended from the sky, and it was striking at Phoenix King Ming who was surrounded by golden light!

Only one step away from him, the new Wang Jun wearing a colorful phoenix robe could see clearly, hugged Duke Ming tightly at the moment the sky thunder fell, greeted him with his back, and endured the blow The thunder that lifted the sky splashed blood on Yiguangyan on the spot, the meridians were cut off, and the spiritual consciousness was broken!

"No, Feibai—!"

Shocked, Duke Ming glared at the sky, his phoenix eyes were bloodshot, he was about to bleed, he wished he could crush him in his arms, he trembled and shouted, the earth trembled!

Lingdi Chi Yu withdrew his gesture, and looked at the two embracing each other on the high cliff with compassionate eyes, his expression dark and unclear.A sound transmission technique descended from the heavenly court, spreading the sound across the entire hill with magic power——

The thunder that lifted the sky fell on the person who defied the sky and changed his fate.Hua Feibai edited the destiny privately, which is against ethics, violates the rules of heaven, and will not be tolerated.

It turned out that this deadly thunderbolt turned out to be the catastrophe of the new Wang Jun, and Prince Ming witnessed the new Wang Jun lying in his arms and was in pain... The two went through countless disasters together, and in exchange for this situation of separation between life and death. !

Don't you say that Chang Tian is ruthless and hates absolutely.

Sad, sad, sad!

Great pity!It's also a big hate!

Holding his lover's blood-stained body, Phoenix King Ming looked up to the sky and smiled, his black hair fluttered in the wind in a state of madness, a strange smile appeared on his lips, the long and narrow phoenix eyes revealed piercing hatred, and the corners of his eyes were still biting. Tears, but cold and temperatureless.He stretched out his arms and pointed his right hand at Lingdi Chi Yu on the rock!

——The old spirit emperor has shown his kindness to his ministers. He has entrusted him with important tasks for many years, and his ministers will never forget them. Fortunately, he lived up to his mission and guarded every inch of land in the spirit world.Now that the new emperor has succeeded to the throne, the minister wholeheartedly assists the new emperor and revitalizes the spiritual world without any second thoughts.However, today, you hurt my lover ruthlessly, and this hatred will never go away in this life. Lingdi Chi Yu, from now on, you and I will be separated from each other, and we will be strangers.When we meet again in the future, Mingyu will definitely fight with you and take your life, swear!

After finishing speaking, a golden figure entangled in a red dress floated down from Yiguangyan, fell into the turbulent vortex of the "falling dust pool", and disappeared...

"The Falling Dust Pond in the spirit world is connected to the triple sea of ​​karma in the demon world, connecting the two worlds of spirit and demon. Duke Ming hugged the new king and both fell off the cliff and became demons. From then on, looking back in the world of mortals, only the melancholy and joy in the misty mist remained. All of a sudden, no one in the spiritual world can't help but sigh for this epic and eternal love.

To say that the conflict between the new Emperor Chi Yu and the hero faction headed by Phoenix King Ming is no longer a matter of a day or two, and in recent years it has even reached the point of incompatibility!After the old Lingdi abdicated, the new emperor was hand-picked by the Heavenly Court to take over the supreme court power, but the military power still remained in the hands of the illustrious Phoenix King Ming.The prestige accumulated over the years of fighting gave him a very high prestige in the two worlds of spirits and monsters. Many people only know the god of war Phoenix King Ming, but don't know the new emperor Chi Yu.

You all know that Phoenix King Ming led the people to fight with blood to create today's peaceful and prosperous world. He is a hero and an indomitable man.Now with a wave of the command flag in his hand, millions of soldiers under his command will go forward to charge for him, and die. Even if he has the heart of surrender, but there are no two days, no two lords in the country, it is not surprising that there will be such an ending up.

Even though Duke Ming backed down again and again, surrendered his military power on his own initiative, and withdrew all his strengths, he still violated the taboo of the new emperor.The Lord of the spirit world will never be able to escape from that suspicious heart. Even if he holds the power of soldiers and horses, he still feels that he cannot resist Duke Ming's arms. He is upset day and night, having trouble sleeping and eating.

But King Ming's prestige is too high, the new emperor has no way to do it, so he decides to knock the mountain to shake the tiger, and goes to the heaven to confess that the new king once used a spell to change the fate of King Ming. that scene.

Let's talk about it, King Ming, who fell into the sea and became a demon, quickly integrated his followers who fell into the demon domain with him, and sneaked into the palace overnight after attacking the demons.The demon king Hanzhang was dead, and the young demon king was a dou who couldn't help himself. He was fascinated by a thousand-year-old fox girl. For many years, he only knew how to indulge in pleasure, was decadent and lustful, and had long since ignored political affairs.

I heard that at that time, the young demon king suddenly died suddenly, the demon realm was full of red light, and the flames soared into the sky. Becoming the Lord of the Seventh Level Demon Realm again, history has been rewritten ever since! "

When the last words fell, there was no sound in the restaurant, and even the sound of a sharp needle falling to the ground became extremely harsh. The audience, who was caught in reverie, looked regretful and couldn't recover for a long time.

Demon Realm, Death Valley.

The dense dark clouds dissipated, the torrential rain gradually diminished, and the scene in front of me was finally not so blurry...

Jun Wulei pushed aside a dead branch in front of him, raised his hand to wipe off the cold rain on his face, and stepped on the wet and soft soil with one foot deep and one shallow. The rock wall seemed to open its mouth wide, waiting to engulf him.

The moist air, mixed with the smell of soil, blows towards the face, the pale moonlight shines through the dead branches on the rock wall, sporadically falling a string of light spots, but it cannot fall on the slippery soil.A faint black mist floats faintly in the air, and a rotten stench faintly permeates the air.

For more than two years, Jun Wulei has always held a firm belief in his heart that he must see Hua Feibai!

A few days ago, when he forcibly broke into the heart of the demon realm for the sixth time - Wan Yao City, he was defeated after a fierce battle with the guarding demon soldiers, and fled into the death valley outside the city with boulders strewn with injuries.

Originally, the injury this time was not a big deal, because compared to the price he paid for breaking into the city a few times before, there were only a few burns on his body, and the injury was not too serious. The poison, the skin that was burned by the fire turned purple-black, not only was it hot and painful, but he had been having a high fever for several days, and he was in a daze.

He rubbed his dry eyes vigorously, gritted his teeth and moved his steps. He felt that his chest was stuffy as if all the air had been squeezed out of his body. A vague red figure seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

His throat moved, and he was about to call out that familiar name when his vision suddenly went dark, and he completely lost consciousness.

Hot, very hot.

The air was filled with scorching heat, and the mouth was filled with an unbearable smell of rust, which made Jun Wulei feel like nausea, and his whole body was dizzy, as if his body had been filled with lead, very heavy.He felt pain everywhere in his body, and there seemed to be a strong air flow in his body, eager to break through the tense blood vessels and break out of his body, but he ran around in his internal organs as if he couldn't find his way, tearing every inch of his nerves!

"Hmm..." He murmured from his throat in pain, his face flushed with heat.

The persistent high fever consumed a lot of his physical strength, and soon he lost consciousness again and fell into a deeper coma.

In his sleep, Jun Wulei felt that the dark eyes gradually became brighter, the whole person was light and weightless, and his vision became wider and clearer, and he had a strange feeling of looking down from the sky.

He looked around in surprise, and found that in front of him was a vast and boundless snow-covered plateau. Looking around, the sky and the earth seemed to be mixed together, all of which were red and white, shockingly white, and everything was silent.

A burst of rapid panting sounded from far to near, and Jun Wulei looked intently, only to see a small black dot moving rapidly in the snow mist.When he focused on looking at that place again, the hazy picture suddenly became clear, and he saw a young man running wildly in the snow.

The young man was wrapped in a soft light brown fur coat. The sleeves fluttering in the wind were particularly conspicuous in the snow and fog. Although it was thick, it was so light that it seemed weightless. It was obviously a rare treasure.

The speeding boy's hands and feet were stiff and red and swollen from the cold, his snow-white face was full of anxiety, he staggered and ran in the snow, fell down in the snow several times because of his unstable body, and struggled again and again to get up and walk away. pace.There was a long string of messy footprints behind him, which were quickly buried by the wind and snow without leaving any trace...

Jun Wulei felt that pair of clear eyes seemed familiar, but he couldn't think of where he had seen them. Just when he was surprised by the familiar aura emanating from this young man, he quickened his pace and kept looking around. His face was extremely serious.

Gradually, the dense forest around him increased, and it became more and more difficult to move forward. He pushed aside a dead branch, and when he was about to step out, he suddenly seemed to be pulled by a force, and he couldn't move anymore.

Jun Wulei, who was floating high in the sky, concentrated his consciousness and zoomed in on the picture again. When he saw clearly the scene in front of the young man, he was stunned.

On a high snow-capped cliff in front, there were crowded with black people, a group of demon troops in black armor were violently encircling and suppressing a small group of people in white clothes, and the people in white clothes surrounded by them were all hurt. After suffering injuries of varying degrees, they gradually lost the strength to fight back. Seeing that they were forced to the edge of the cliff step by step, and there was a dense miasma under the cliff. Obviously, the entire army would be wiped out in a short time!

A silver saddle rides a white horse, and the leader is dressed in golden armor with a handsome face and an extraordinary demeanor.He was tall and tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. With just a few short words, he immediately gathered the army's heart that was meant to collapse, and the remaining twenty or so people immediately gathered behind him and re-arranged.Riding on a horse, the man waved a gun majesticly, and his agility and ingenious movements resolved the immediate crisis time and time again.

Even if there are thousands of troops coming, he can still take all the attacks without changing his face, and he will always stand like an iron wall, becoming the most reassuring support of his companions, making people almost ignore the fact that he still has three sticks stuck in his back. A black and thick arrow feather!

The air is filled with bloody smell, so strong that it makes people sick.Watching the white-clothed men fall down one by one, and when there were less than ten people left, Jun Wulei suddenly felt a sense of sadness and sorrow, his chest seemed to be hit twice by a sledgehammer, and he felt dull pain .Just as he was about to step forward, he suddenly realized that his limbs seemed out of his control, and he couldn't change anything except watching the killing happen.

At this time, a slightly green voice suddenly sounded, it was from the boy just now.

The young man's eyes were closed tightly, the fur on his body was taken off at some point, his ungrown body was very slender in the wind and snow.He chanted obscure and ancient songs in his mouth, and moved his feet slowly, his hair fluttering with the air current.

He spread his arms, and his purple hair and red clothes were all thrown back, fluttering and swaying, making a sound of hunting, and began to dance in the wind.The footsteps rise and fall regularly, like playing, like venting, changing complicated dance steps with the old song in the mouth.

He twirled and danced under the cold cloud and bright moon, like a flying ring flying into the sky, sometimes sonorous and powerful, sometimes graceful and colorful, his figures overlapped faintly, indistinct, like spread wings, facing a round of bright full moon, in the white sky Flying in the snow fog.

It is the oldest round of sacrificial dance that has been wiped out in the dust of history, praying to God to purify the world.The shattered snow fluttering in the wind, in the long-silent world, drifted to the empty sky, sticking to the boy's eyelashes, condensed into a pair of jade butterflies with wings, the tear mole under the corner of the eye, as if a drop was about to fall teardrops.

The young man's snow-colored face looked solemn and solemn, and he sang ancient sacrificial ballads in his mouth, his Qingyue voice looming in the strong wind.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a beam of dazzling white light radiated from his body, circling up with the wind and snow, like a giant bird soaring between heaven and earth, circling the night sky.He danced wildly with purple hair, his wide sleeves were rolled up, and the dance steps under his feet became more and more urgent, and it has reached the point where it is impossible to move any more.

Suddenly, he jumped up, as light as a ray of wind, a ray of light.

Long, lofty, and extremely dazzling, it is impossible to stare at.

At that moment, the wind and snow stopped suddenly behind him, a hundred flowers bloomed, the miasma and mist between the heaven and the earth dissipated, and the moon was clear and the air was clear. The peach-colored petals flying in the sky were like the pink clouds falling from the nine heavens, sprinkled on the scorched earth filled with gunpowder smoke, and were covered by the sea of ​​clouds and mist. The beauty of the young man surrounded by him made the heavens and the earth turn pale with jealousy.

On the cliff, when the tens of thousands of monster soldiers were dazzled by his ingenious dancing posture, they suddenly felt their legs were weak, and they fell to the ground limply, their limbs twitched and their eyes turned upwards, and they could no longer raise their strength.

At this moment, suddenly!A jet-black arrow hilt is shooting into the sky at an unimaginable speed, pointing directly at the young man in red who dances like an elf in the sky, there is no barrier in the middle, it is inevitable!

"Fei'er—!"

Suddenly there was a roar from the high cliff, the hoarse voice hit Jun Wulei's head heavily, knocking him to pieces, he seemed to have a strange resonance with that person.In a trance, he couldn't tell who made the voice, maybe it was the man in the silver helmet, maybe it was himself, or it was just his hallucination.

He tried hard to see the scene that happened later, but the picture in front of him suddenly became fragmented, and then it was pitch black, so he didn't know anything...

After an unknown amount of time, Jun Wulei suddenly opened his eyes and subconsciously exclaimed: "A Fei—!"

The light in front of him was dim, and there was still a disgusting smell of blood floating in the air. He opened his eyes in a daze, propped himself up and sat up from the hard bed, and there was still water in his eyes.

"Stop pretending to be asleep?" A strange woman's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and a shadow shrouded his head.

Jun Wulei raised his head, and when he saw the person in front of the bed clearly, a sad look appeared on his face.He twitched the corner of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, and the figure that emerged before the coma was indeed not Hua Feibai, a sense of fatigue welled up in his heart, and he suddenly felt that his body was tense, he didn't even bother to move his fingers, and closed his eyes wearily.

"Stinky boy! How many good medicines have you ruined my old lady, and you have been lying here for so long, and now you still dare to sleep anymore? Do you think I am a philanthropist?!"

Jun Wulei felt himself being roughly pulled up, a thick liquid was forcefully poured into his mouth, and the rusty smell strongly impacted his senses, causing him to cough violently.

A slap on the face made him stop his cough, and then the previous soup was roughly poured into his mouth until he swallowed most of it.

Jun Wulei opened his eyes uncomfortably, and saw a woman in Tsing Yi with a tulle face holding a bowl in her hand, which contained half a bowl of reddish-brown liquid, from which the nauseating fishy smell was coming out, and she almost wanted to vomit come out.

The woman in Tsing Yi tapped his acupoints, and said impatiently: "You bastard who doesn't know what's good or bad! That's right, the lunatic next door is also like this, no one is worrying, my aunt and grandma are in bad luck doing this loss-making business, and I don't care about it." Know what evil you have done!"

She said angrily: "Stinky boy! Be more honest, my thousand-year-old tortoises, black worms, Bai Lian, and phoenix tails are all ruined on you."

"...What did you give me to drink?" Jun Wulei gathered some strength, frowning at the liquid that made him sick.

"You don't know? You have been drinking for more than ten days in a row, do you still need me to tell you?"

Jun Wulei recalled the greasy rusty smell in his throat, and his stomach was churning... He grabbed the edge of the bed and was about to vomit, but naturally he got another loud slap in the face.

"Hehe, that's right. Naturally, it's the purest heart and soul of a person, and it's also mixed with dozens of my precious medicinal materials, but it just feeds you such a waste."

"Who are you? I...why am I here?" Jun Wulei held back the nausea in his stomach and raised his head.

"Idiot. Do you think you're just a simple burn? The evil energy of the flame carving is extremely poisonous, and the burn just triggered the onset of blood gu in your body. If someone hadn't sent you to the old lady, you would have gone to see the king of Hades a long time ago." ! After living for so many years, in the end, I was tricked by a cunning junior and caused all this trouble, my old lady is really unlucky!"

Jun Wulei sensitively heard that the person she mentioned should be related to the man in red that she saw before she fell into a coma, and all the questions seemed to point to the same answer.who is he?Was it Hua Feibai who saved her?

It's him, it must be him, it can only be him!Jun Wulei's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was instantly overwhelmed by the sudden surprise, A Fei is not dead, he must be still alive!At this moment, he wished he could grab the woman across from him and ask for clarification.

The masked woman didn't give him a chance to speak, and almost instantly, he was thrown to the ground like a rag doll, his whole body was almost falling apart, and the pain was excruciating.

Dozens of golden needles pierced his acupoints Shenting, Sibai, Tianchong, Xuanji, Zhongfu, Qihai, Chengguang, Renying and Taiyi one after another, and he felt an extremely overbearing external force coming from him. The meridian of the blood was injected, and it rushed through his sea of ​​energy, causing him to spurt a mouthful of blood.

Suddenly his eyes went dark, and he quickly lost consciousness.

Jun Wulei opened his eyes again, the sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the strong smell in the air had dissipated a lot.He lay on the bed, moved his arms, the feeling of heaviness and procrastination disappeared, his head didn't hurt anymore, and his body felt much more comfortable, but he still didn't have much strength, his spiritual power seemed to be completely sealed, and he couldn't gather it from his body.

He leaned on the bed, the scorching sun outside the house was vicious, but strangely it couldn't bring any warmth, and there was a cold and gloomy atmosphere everywhere in the house, as if he was in an ice cellar that hadn't melted for a thousand years, so cold that he tightly hugged the musty-smelling quilt.

It has been three full months since I came to this strange place.During this period, he made countless attempts to escape, but all failed.

'Yansha Illusion', as its name suggests, is transformed by powerful spells, three-step mechanism, five-step profound formation, and he is often discovered and caught by the 'old witch' before he leaves the house for less than half a stick of incense. Come back and be repaired mercilessly!

The name of the 'Old Witch' is--魑女, who is the owner of the famous Yan Sha Mirage, and also a poisonous lady who is extremely crazy about her appearance.

She has a violent and eccentric temperament, and she is unpredictable. She does everything according to her own preferences, and has no ethics or morality at all.Although this person pursued the secret art of eternal beauty all his life, he hated all the beautiful things in the world, no matter whether it was a thing or a person, as long as one did not please the eye, it would be destroyed. His methods were cruel and vicious, and his personality was extremely distorted. woman!

She also has a special and unique hobby, that is, she likes to develop the world's most poisonous, and takes pleasure in detoxification, so she is jokingly called the poisonous lady. She can't die from being hanged, and she won't be healed or killed directly until she feels bored, whichever she likes.

During these three months, Jun Wulei lost a lot of weight due to torture.Soaking in the medicine altar in the morning, pouring blood medicine in the afternoon, and being pricked into a hedgehog by golden needles in the evening, he almost gritted his white teeth in hatred, and cursed his mother behind his back in anger!

Since that day, the girl has never talked to herself about the person who sent her here. Whenever she asks, she will definitely provoke the crazy woman into a fit, and let herself suffer as if to vent her anger, so even if you don’t Tears were eager to get news about Hua Feibai, but because of the lack of news, they couldn't get what they wanted, and their mood became even more depressed.

At this moment, Jun Wulei, who was weak all over, was looking out of the window boredly, and saw a short, domestic servant-like man with a bucket in his hand, who just happened to come out of the east wing room on the other side of the yard, dripping water. It flowed along the wall of the barrel to the ground, splashing light red water, and a piece of thick gauze hanging on the edge of the barrel was stained with scarlet blood.

Jun Wulei's eyes fell on the east wing with the windows closed, and he frowned, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Although I don't know who lived in it, except for the servants who went in and out, I never saw anyone coming out.But the person who can make the perverted old hag spend endless hours in that room every day must not be simple, and he is especially able to withstand tossing, no matter how much she plays, she can't hang herself to death.

In addition to the daily routine of patrolling her own room and filling her mouth with disgusting concoction, the girl spends almost half of the day in that room, acting mysteriously and never showing her face.

The days of healing here are tedious and long, and the depression of treatment makes him occasionally shift his attention to the east wing.For the first two weeks, it was very quiet there, and there was no movement. Later, the sound of running water, chains, lashes, even cracking sounds gradually came from the room, and the poisonous lady cursed angrily.

Several times Jun Wulei was awakened by the busy footsteps and conversations of the servants entering and leaving the east wing, and had to turn over, yawned and fell asleep again.

Since he already knew each other and had nothing to do with each other, Jun Wulei naturally wouldn't waste his sympathy with such unnecessary idleness.It's just that recently his body has probably adapted to the old witch's old routine, his nerves seem to have become thicker, and his mentality is extremely good. He fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow during the day, and slept like a pig, but the result was that it caused The tragedy of the night - insomnia.

Recently, he noticed that occasionally in the middle of the night, there would be low and depressing voices coming from the East Wing. It seemed to be there, and he couldn't detect it unless he listened carefully, but in the silent night, it was infinitely magnified.

The bursts of shortness of breath, accompanied by unconscious babbling, although weak, hit Jun Wulei's thick nerves from time to time, making him feel inexplicably irritable and unspeakably uncomfortable. He tossed and turned pancakes on the bed until dawn...

At this moment, in the east wing on the other side of the yard.

The suffocated girl, with a pink face that was ashen, and her eyes reflected the deep-seated sternness and unwillingness, distorted her delicate appearance that had been meticulously maintained for nearly a hundred years, and shot her fierce eyes at the one in front of her. People, I can't wait to cut him into pieces!

The object of her uncontrollable rage was the man she was imprisoning in the Baiyao Pond!

The man was disheveled and emaciated beyond human shape. A pair of lute bones were pierced by an iron chain as thick as an index finger and hung from the beam. The waist down was soaked in the pitch-black water. His upper body was blue and red. It has been half-healed, and some are still oozing blood. There are so many strange scars that cannot be identified, it is shocking.

More than two hundred bones in his body were shattered by her with internal force and then reattached, and she played with the five internal organs from beginning to end with great interest. Now the man can't even stand up. There is not even a good place outside!

However, it is such a person who seems to fall down at any time, but his face is still calm, and his emotions do not show any ups and downs. His tall body is gently swinging with the shaking chains, and his posture is contemptuous and casual in the medicine pool surrounded by green smoke. A pair of peach blossom eyes looked out the window indifferently.

Even though he couldn't see anything through the closed window, the man just tilted his head slightly, and his proud and upright posture exuded a dust-like elegance, his vigor was unshakable, and he exuded a wave of calmness. The silence made people feel a sense of solemn awe from the bottom of their hearts, and it didn't let the girl take advantage of it at all.

This person's body is extremely sensitive to drugs, but his temperament is extremely arrogant. It is true that he is the best "drug tester" I have ever met. No matter in terms of visual impact or tolerance, his performance is extremely good With ornamental, it is remarkable.

However, this person who cooperated with me time and time again to test the medicine with incredible means also made the girl feel deeply frustrated again and again, even surpassing the kind of excitement that made her blood throbbing from him. The sense of accomplishment is very satisfying, and she can't stop it, so she can't help but increase the weight every time she strikes, even a few days ago, someone added her favorite work-Saw Soul San to the liquid food sent to him !

Saw Soul Powder, as the name suggests, is a medicine for tigers and wolves that tears nerves and disrupts memory, so as to achieve the ultimate goal of destroying people's will and collapsing insanely.

In the early stage, those who took it showed loss of appetite, weak intestines and stomach, insomnia at night, and listlessness.Take headache as an example, the most obvious symptom is that you will feel like a steel nail is being driven into your brain inch by inch, the headache is splitting, and it is extremely painful.

In the middle stage, hallucinations began to appear, and the fear memory buried deep in the heart was stimulated, which repeatedly hit the mind of the user, causing him to fall into an endless nightmare and face his most disgusting situation over and over again, gradually losing his ability to survive. will.

In the later stage, the person who takes the food is often trapped in a dream and cannot get out, and his body and will become weak, but his senses are extremely sensitive, so he can clearly feel that there is a sharp saw tooth cutting his body bit by bit. Nerves are suffering all the time.

The girl thought that the man would lower his proud head in a short time. Sure enough, according to the guard's servant, the man had fallen into a deep hallucination, and would even utter unconscious ravings in the middle of the night. Obviously, his spirit was already very weak.

It's just that she didn't expect that when she walked into the east wing with great interest this morning, she saw that the man's muscles that were still violently convulsed relaxed, and then the bloodless and sweaty face turned to her, her gaze with obvious contempt.

"Don't forget your agreement with me... I don't ask you to treat him kindly, but I hope you will keep your promise. If you break your promise, I will make you pay the price. You should keep it in mind."

The man's voice was weak, but there was a sense of threat and confidence in controlling the situation between the lines.Even at this moment, his whole body was wet, and he was hung in the Baiyao Pond with his lute bone worn, his figure was still graceful and upright, without any trace of the abjection that should have been revealed.

According to the instructions, the two servants rolled up the iron chain and pulled the man out of the medicine pool and put him on the rattan chair beside him, and opened the delicate mechanism that restrained his hands.Once his hands were free to move, the man raised his hand and tore off the gauze wrapped around his chest to wrap the wound, exposing the scarred skin.

Another person was standing beside him holding a tray with his head hanging down. On the tray, a delicate knife was shining brightly, and beside it was a small and exquisite snow-white porcelain bowl, which was used to hold his blood.

The man didn't even look at the man, he picked up the dagger in the tray, the sharp blade flashed across his left chest like a silver snake, warm blood gushed out later, someone next to him took it carefully with a small bowl!

He lowered his eyes slightly, letting the warm blood in his heart slowly drip into the bowl, drop by drop, in the dead of night, the voice was exceptionally clear, the blood fell into the flawless white porcelain, bright scarlet, shocking.

The smell of blood in the room became stronger and stronger, but the amount of blood he took out was decreasing day by day. It used to take less than a cup of tea to fill a bowl full, but now, after more than half an hour, it is barely half a bowl smaller.

...It wasn't until the servant left the room with the medicine bowl that was finally full, that the man straightened up and leaned forward slightly, covering his chest, and couldn't hold it anymore, his thin figure shook heavily.

Even though the wound had been re-wrapped with gauze, blood still kept oozing out, and soon soaked a piece of his chest.He withdrew his gaze from the door, his eyes were finally stained with a trace of fatigue, and his lips that had lost their heat were tightly pressed together, as if resisting the weakness of his body.

The girl watched coldly from the side, the man was obviously so pale, and his forehead was covered with bean-like sweat, but he refused to faint, gritted his teeth to hold on, but his posture was neither humble nor overbearing, he didn't even look in her direction, just When she wasn't there, it made her feel bad.

Although everyone gets what they need, this person voluntarily tries the medicine for himself, and he fulfills his wish, which is reasonable and obviously a business that does not lose money.There is no gap between the two, and she has caused the other party to suffer a lot. After all, she has made a lot of money, so she should feel proud, but she is as narrow-minded as a girl, so how can she be willing to be inferior, even if the other party is not good enough? Gaining a bit of tongue-in-cheek made her unable to swallow such idleness.

The man's words just now made her angry, and he dared to treat her so disrespectfully, which immediately made her furious, and she had no choice but to vent her anger. Shoot it up firmly!

In an instant, the ribs on the man's chest, which had been connected not long ago, were broken by the violent force again, forcing him to cough up a mouthful of blood, which splashed on the dark water patterns, like blossoming flowers. Red Lotus...

"Do you think I dare not kill you?!" The girl withdrew her hand, looked coldly at the people in the water, with a cruel and excited smile on her face.

"...cough cough, you won't kill me." The man lay prone on the wicker chair and twisted his head with difficulty. His expression of pain was real and strong. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from his lips, his tone remained the same. Very light.

"Oh? What a big tone!" Yan Nu carefully observed his facial expression, and every slight ups and downs on his face could bring her the ultimate enjoyment.

"It's ridiculous! Why should I listen to you? As long as it's what I want to do, no one can stop it." The smile on her face was even bigger, her thin willow-like waist trembled slightly, as if she had heard a great joke .

"No, you have no choice." The man panted heavily, trying to calm down the turbulent breath in his body, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes: "The person who tests the medicine must do it voluntarily, otherwise the blood will be impure and the medicine will not be taken. If I die If you die, the medicine in your blood will turn into poison, your appearance will never be restored, and all previous efforts will be wasted. You understand this truth, you don’t have much time left, so you can’t afford to lose.”

"You—!" The girl blushed, and slammed a whip, which fell less than half a foot away from the man, splitting a gap in the water, splashing black water!

"Well, well, well! You are amazing!"

After saying three good words in one voice, the girl's face turned from red to black, and countless small cracks appeared on her flawless girlish face, like twisted and entangled little snakes. It becomes dry, loses its original tenderness and elasticity, and emerges a layer of khaki-yellow dead air.

The corners of her eyes, eyebrows, and mouth all showed obvious wrinkles due to the sagging of the skin. The black blood vessels under the skin were faintly visible, and a pair of beautiful skins instantly turned into dried adobe. Fluttering down like snowflakes, their appearance is terrifying!

"Ah——no, no! My face! Come on, get the muscle research water, go, go!" the girl screamed with her face covered, her hair disheveled, as if crawling from hell What a ghost.

After tossing for about a stick of incense, under the panic of everyone, the girl finally recovered her composure, her face was covered with a layer of black veil, and her expression was ferocious.