It’s a bit unaccustomed to be a supporting role for the first time [Quick Transmigration]

Dark, decaying, bloody.

And the maddening silence.

The young man leaned against the cold iron railing, his head lowered.

He felt that his eyes were open, but everything in front of him was too dark to see anything.

After an unknown amount of time, he raised his hand laboriously, wanting to touch his eyes, wanting to confirm whether his eyes were open or closed.

It hurts.

"It turned out to be open, so sour." The boy who poked his eyeball suddenly realized.

He heard his own voice, hoarse and weak.This shouldn't be his voice, why did it become like this?

After thinking hard for a long time, his memory finally became clear.

Afraid that he would forget again, he said to himself in a hoarse voice, "My name is Xie Qingyu, and I am the adopted son of An Miyin. Because I killed a person, I was arrested by the Ministry of Criminal Justice. I have been locked up... ...how long?"

"You have been imprisoned for a year." A voice rang in my ear.

The boy smiled, "Has it been so long?"

"Do you want to leave here?" The voice in the ear sounded again.

The young man nodded quietly, "I think so."

"I'll let you go." The voice was clearer, it was a man.

The boy was very happy. He had been locked up in the dark for too long, and the food and water appeared quietly, without any sound at all.

It's like hope, you can't see it at all.

This sudden sound was like a ray of light, splitting the long night.

"Thank you." The boy stretched out his hand, trying to touch the voice, but only touched nothingness.

His bewildered fingers froze in the air, and he was suddenly caught.

It is the long-lost warmth, as if touching hope.

The man's voice was gentle and honest, "Don't worry, come with me."

Full of trust, the young man held the man's hand tightly and followed him in the darkness.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a blinding light hit the boy's eyes, and tears rushed out of his eyes.

The man gently wiped away the tears on the young man's face. His fingers were rough, and the corners of the young man's eyes hurt from being touched.

But he was happy that he could finally leave that place.

The light spots in the pupils dissipated in an instant, and the vision gradually became clear.

He blinked fiercely, the door to freedom was not in front of him.

It was a dirty torture chamber.

In the middle is a bed covered with chains.

The man next to him leaned close to the boy, his eyes were full of affection, "Are you tired? Do you want to lie down and have a rest?"

The young man was a little disappointed, and there was silence in his eyes.

The man in front of him was the one who locked himself in the black cage.

He has a mole on the tip of his nose.

The boy tilted his head, a little puzzled: "As long as you lie down, you won't be tired?"

The man replied dotingly: "Trust me."

"Okay." The boy obediently lay down on the bed.

The iron bed was very cold, and the blood clots adhering to it had condensed and turned black.The man took the iron chain and tied it seriously on the boy's wrist. It was very tight, and scratches appeared in a short while.

The boy lay quietly, watching the man take out a dagger, and smeared black viscous liquid on it.

"This is the sulfur poison I carefully prepared. It can make the wound never heal. Not only will it not form ugly scars, but it will also keep bleeding bright red." The man smiled slightly, "It is the eternal broken beauty."

The boy looked at the man intently and remained silent.

"Are you afraid?" the man asked.

"afraid."

The man was a little excited, he wanted to be looked at by the boy, as if he was deeply loved.He thought for a while, reached out to help the boy sit up, and gently took off his shirt.

The boy is very thin, and his butterfly bones can be clearly seen, which is a beautiful beauty.

The man held the dagger, and the tip of the knife ran along the boy's spine to the position of the heart, and stopped.

Drops of blood dripped, and the tip of the knife was slowly pushed forward, little by little, and inserted into the boy's back at an extremely slow grinding speed.

Drenched with blood, his pale body was covered with bright vermilion.

The man admired the boy's body intoxicatedly, and murmured, "Do you love me? Sapphire."

Suddenly, the young man who had been quiet as if dead rose into the air, and wrapped the iron chain on his wrist around the man's neck fiercely.

The strength was so great that the man didn't have time to react, his eyes bulged from being strangled, and the veins on his neck seemed to burst out.

The boy used all his strength to hang the man by the iron bed by the iron chain, and pulled his hand out of the iron chain with a blank expression. The flesh on his hand was severely scraped off, but he felt no pain at all. .

The dagger was inserted very deep, and the young man held the handle with his backhand with difficulty, and pulled it out fiercely. The wound was opened even wider, and the bone was visible deep.

The boy began to feel dizzy, and he was almost unable to hold on after losing too much blood.

Enduring the pain, the boy crouched in front of the man with a dagger in his hand, looking at his ugly face drooling from his mouth.

"I don't love you." The boy curled his lips, smiling innocently and innocently.

As the words fell, he picked up the man's clothes with the dagger, and slashed down along the collarbone to the abdomen, then stretched out his fingers, and slowly tore the man's clothes apart bit by bit along the cut gap. flesh and blood.

The severe pain made the man unable to maintain his composure, and he cried out.

The hoarse wailing was full of pain.

It turns out that no matter how frightening a villain is, he is also afraid of pain.

is a dream.

Xie Qingyu opened her eyes tiredly, and hadn't thought of these past events for a long time.

He was still half-lying in the wooden barrel, the hot potion surrounded his body, the wound on his back no longer hurt, and the itching was accompanied by a sense of numbness.

Jiuli was still leaning on the side of the bucket, his warm eyes were always glued to the boy.

"Have a nightmare?"

"It's a beautiful dream." Xie Qingyu gently stuffed her hand into Jiuli's palm, "I dreamed about the first time we met."

Jiuli clenched her hands tightly, her eyes were gentle and cool, "Stay by my side obediently, okay? If you run away again, I don't want you."

"Are you really going to want me?" Xie Qingyu had deep fear in her eyes.

"I scared you." Jiuli sighed helplessly.

"As long as you look for me, I will be there."

The first time we met, Jiuli remembered it very clearly.

The pale boy sat in a pool of blood, surrounded by a pile of dirty human skin, and not far away sat a man who didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

The boy has big eyes, and his expression looks cute and innocent, but he is actually full of vigilance, with the dagger hidden behind his back, tightly held in his hand.

Jiuli approached him, stretched out his hand, his face was cold and indifferent, "If you want to leave here, just follow me, if you don't want to, forget it. Make up your mind quickly, I have to save a felon, time is running out. "

There was a flash of panic in the boy's eyes, he didn't dare to hesitate any longer, he threw away the dagger and tightly grabbed Jiuli's hand.

This handsome and flawless man had cold hands, but miraculously dispelled the uneasiness in his heart.

Under the dim candlelight, Wei Zheng lifted off his clothes, layer after layer of white gauze wrapped tightly around his body, with spots of blood printed on it.

Facing the bronze mirror, he slowly removed the gauze on his body, the inside was bloody and bloody, the black blood streaks were like tiny maggots, mixed in pustules of various sizes, the red texture wriggled, and blood vessels could be clearly seen blood clots flowing.

no skin.

Wei Zheng was in a trance, looking at his body that was neither human nor ghost, and kept asking, "Do you love me?"

No one answered him.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Wei Zheng came back to his senses, "What's wrong?"

"Boss, something happened in the prison."

The air beneath the ground is a little thinner.

Lu Er gradually felt a little short of breath. He endured the discomfort and went to the cage to pick up a pile of hay to surround the cage.

He pulled Hua Buwen and threw a pile of fireflies on the dry grass, and soon the pile of grass caught fire, and the fire became bigger and bigger, gradually spreading.

In the bright light of the flames, Lu Er and Hua Buwen turned and left without looking at the people who were engulfed by the flames.

Walking up the secret path, we arrived at the inner courtyard of the Moon Building in a short while.

The courtyard is huge, the roads are intricate, and there are many wing rooms, all of which have the same appearance.

The smoke from the underground dungeon had already diffused out, floating over the courtyard.

The two hid behind the rockery, and not long after, they saw a group of people rushing in with water in panic.

In the confusion, Lu Er stretched out his hand and grabbed a servant in green clothes, and asked proudly: "Why don't you lead the way here? The person who led me in disappeared! I'm still in a hurry to pick up the goods!"

The servant looked terrified, and kept trembling: "Young master... I'm sorry I can't take you there... The prison is gone! If we are blamed, we will all die! All the goods are in The north wing! There is a black carriage at the door! You can see it in that direction!" After speaking, he hurried away with water.

Lu Er gestured with his eyes, Hua Buwen led him up to the roof lightly, and soon found the black carriage.

The two pushed open the door of the wing room, and saw a row of men in black standing inside, behind was the huge iron cage covered with a black cloth.

The leading man in black looked wary, "What are you here for?"

Lu Er didn't answer, and took a step back to leave space for Hua Buwen.

Hua Buwen slashed at her with a palm, and the man in black quickly blocked it with his sword, his inner strength was unfathomable.

The two moved at the same time, as fast as lightning.

The sword of the man in black pierced Hua Buwen's eyebrows like a snake spit out a core.

Hua Buwen dodged, and slammed the man in black with a wind blade with his backhand. He was hit on the right shoulder and took a few steps back in embarrassment.

Several men in black rushed over together, attacking Hua Buwen viciously.

Lu Er slowly took out a sandalwood incense burner. The incense burner that was lit at an unknown time had already burned to the middle, and the rich sandalwood fragrance was wafting around.

Hua Buwen is one against six, with ease.But they are wearing black armor, it is difficult to hurt the root, and the fight is a bit time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Between swords and swords, Lu Er poked his head behind Hua Buwen, and threw out the sandalwood burner. The man in black struck it with a sword. The burner was split in half, and the richer poppy fragrance penetrated into everyone's noses. .

The people in black suddenly couldn't control themselves and fell down limply.

Hua Buwen turned around and tightly covered Lu Er's nose, with a fierce tone, "How did you come up with this kind of trick that hurts the enemy eight hundred and self-damages one thousand?"

Lu Er smiled and rolled his eyes, gently pulled the hand that didn't smell the flowers, and said a little proudly: "When the scent of poppy is strong enough to a certain dose, it will rush into the brain and make people dizzy. Am I very smart?"

After speaking, he lazily leaned against the door frame with an aggrieved expression on his face.

"However, I didn't expect that the lethality is so powerful, and I'm a little dizzy now. Fortunately, I held my breath just now and didn't inhale too much. You hurry up and search for the key, it should be on the man in black at the front .”

Hua Buwen was so stifled that he couldn't say anything, he stepped forward irritably, searched for the man in black, and finally found a key.

After removing the black cloth, the woman was still curled up in the corner, her hands tightly covering her eyes.

Opening the iron cage smoothly, Hua Buwen walked in, took off her robe and covered the woman.

The woman didn't look up, and there was no reaction at all.

Hua Buwen cut off the iron chain, and lightly touched the top of the woman's hair. She trembled all over, and suddenly began to howl, her voice was sharp and desolate.

There was really no way, Hua Buwen frowned, a hand blade knocked the woman unconscious, and carried her out.

Lu Er was about to follow and leave.

Suddenly something flew towards him, it was actually a hidden weapon that a man in black pulled out from his arms with all his might!

Lu Er closed her eyes. Sure enough, since she lost the aura of the protagonist, she would be sorry for the supporting role if she went out without getting hurt.

But there was no pain, Lu Er opened his eyes suspiciously, Hua Buwen's pale face was in front of him, his expression was calm, and the flash of happiness in his eyes was caught by Lu Er.

Hua Buwen stood in front of her.

The hidden weapon completely sank into his back.