dead fiancée returns

He is in a cage.

Chains made of alloy bound his wrists and ankles, and the air was filled with the scent of blood and flowers.Those floral scents come from the white roses clinging to the cage.

The back is sore, prickly and itchy.

Shen Shuning looked behind slowly.

Countless catheters were inserted on his back, and the blood in his body was being introduced into the blood bottle through the catheters, densely connected to the wall, like a spider's web.

Wearing a white coat, Zhao Xiwei took off the full blood bottle and replaced it with a new empty blood bottle. At this time, he was still gentle and refined, even smiled at him, and said softly: "You're awake, Shen gentlemen."

The pale-skinned young man looked at him blankly, like a puppet who lost his soul.

The dark eyes reflected red and white, clear and indifferent.

Zhao Xiwei sighed softly: "You have persisted for a long time."

As an ordinary human being, it is already hard to imagine being able to support it for so many years.But in the end, he was only a human being. After that wedding, it was only natural for him to completely collapse.

No one can accept such a truth.

Not even Shen Shuning.

To be honest, he thought that when Shen Shuning woke up, he would scream, suffer, struggle crazily, or completely lose his consciousness and become a lunatic who didn't know who he was.

However, complete abandonment and hopeless silence are another manifestation of being destroyed.

"I want to see...Tao..." With a hoarse and dry voice, like the wind coming from a dilapidated bellows, "No..." Shen Shuning murmured, "Adrian..."

"Adrian——" His head hung on his shoulders, his pupils were dilated, and he didn't look at him. He didn't even look at Zhao Xiwei. He seemed to be talking to Zhao Xiwei with his subconscious mind.

The fine and dense blood slowly dripped drop by drop into the blood collection bottle through the catheter, Zhao Xiwei took two steps back, admired the beautiful scenery, and shook his head at Shen Shuning: "Sorry, young master, maybe, I don't have time to see you for now. "

The wedding can only be delayed for a while, the evil god will react soon, the young master needs more arrangements and arrangements to delay "Him" until...

His eyes flicked across the magnetic field device on the connection.

The magnetic fields of the green and red lines are slowly approaching to merge.

Until Shen Shuning fused with the remaining demigod in his body, he became a qualified sacrifice.

By killing Shen Shuning and devouring Shen Shuning, the young master can completely become a "god", and they will also get rid of the terrible curse of generations and become real—"free people..."

For this day, they spent countless painstaking efforts and paid an unknown price.

soon... soon...

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiwei's fingers inevitably trembled.

But the pale-skinned young man got his answer, and slowly turned his head back, letting his hands hang down without making any sound or movement.

It's like losing your life.

It's not good to be overly excited. As an excellent psychiatrist, Zhao Xiwei quickly dealt with his emotions.

Time passed slowly, Zhao Xiwei collected the blood bottle, and calmly pressed the switch behind him.

The needle inserted in Shen Shuning's back was slowly withdrawn from Shen Shuning's back, and along with the catheter and the empty blood bottle rose to the top of the room, disappearing in the darkness, becoming a hidden spider web.

And the scars on Shen Shuning's back were healing quickly, but after a while, the stitches on the exposed back of the neck had completely disappeared, only the white shirt behind was still stained with bits and pieces of red.

Zhao Xiwei took out one of the blood bottles and placed it in front of his eyes, shaking it slightly.

A beautiful clear red, the same red as human beings but different.

With a slight lift of the fingernail, the closed cover was pushed open.

He drank the blood from the bottle.

The body of the bottle is very small, and there is very little blood that can be retained, only the size of a fingernail.

but……

But it can provide extremely powerful power.

The blood of the "gods" is what monsters like them desire and covet.

He licked the corner of his lower lip, and wiped away the remaining blood stains at the corner of his lip, and pressed another switch in a happy mood.

The closed door opened, and a team of doctors in white coats walked in. After examining the blood bottle, they nodded to Zhao Xiwei, sealed the blood bottle into a special box, and took it down.

The blood bottles taken down will be distributed to more subordinates, and the blood of the "God" will increase the power of the subordinates, and, when the "God" is completely complete, the slaves who drink the blood of the "God" will involuntarily treat the "God" "loyalty.

Of course, the blood of the "gods" cannot be drunk too much, otherwise it will become a deadly poison, causing them to lose all sanity, and either turn into pure monsters, or explode to death.

"Tell Tao Meng to bring some food to Mr. Shen." Zhao Xiwei's eyes fell on Shen Shuning: "Mr. Tao has been in a coma for two days, and he hasn't eaten any food in the past two days, so he won't be able to survive .”

"it is good……"

The room swayed slightly, but quickly became stable again.

It's like being on a boat...

Zhao Xiwei had already left, and he was the only one left in the room.

The young man's thin eyelids drooped feebly, his eyes fell on the ground, his eyes slowly focused, and then the focused eyes slowly loosened again.

After that, the room swayed occasionally.That is the boat running on the sea, with the ups and downs of the waves.

After an unknown amount of time, the door opened to both sides again.

Tap———

Wheels--

Someone came in pushing the dining cart and came to him.

Shen Shuning didn't seem to hear the sound.

A young, emaciated young man was locked in a cold cage with chains, looking like a dying rabbit waiting to die, as long as he stretched out his hand, he could completely strangle his neck and make him suffocate end of the road.

The man wore gloves and squeezed one by one. He stretched out his hand towards the cage. When his fingers touched the cage, the white roses that were clinging to them quickly turned blood red, and the vines swam with vitality. For a moment, there was an extremely dangerous atmosphere.

Contacts will be strangled—

The man had to withdraw his hand.

At this time, his naive young master still wanted to protect this sacrifice.

He looked down at Shen Shuning, his expression became more and more gloomy, and finally he said coldly: "Number 23, this time, you won't have such good luck again."

At that time at the experimental base, if the young master hadn't spoken, No. 23 would have become another Jobson. No, with No. 23's emaciated and incompetent physique, he might have died bloody directly.

Just when he was about to swing down the iron rod, the young master suddenly stopped him.

But I'm also glad that the young master prevented it, and today's day came.

number 23--

This familiar name made the rabbit who was about to die respond.

Shen Shuning slowly raised his head, staring blankly at the man in front of him.

The man was wearing the uniform of a guard that he was all too familiar with, a pair of white gloves, and if he added a mask, it would be just like the nightmare he remembered.

No, they... were originally one person.

Taumon, the Warden.

He should be afraid, but he didn't even have the strength to fear, his body and soul sank into the dead sea, so calm that there was no wave.

From the first moment he saw Tao Meng, he was extremely afraid of this man. If it was the guard, it would explain his fear for no reason.

The man opened the bucket with a gloomy face. As soon as the lid was opened, a sticky and foul smell came out immediately.

The black toe kicked the bucket to the edge of the cage: "Are you hungry? Come on the 23rd, it's time for you to eat."

There are many pieces of meat in the bucket, dark red to black, and they are still wriggling, making a sound that is so sticky and disgusting.

Like swarms of slugs crawling across the floor, Shen Shuning didn't move in horror and nausea.

The man waited for a while, then sneered: "Don't eat?"

He bent down, grabbed a piece of meat, and threw it into the cage.

Feeding a dog-like gesture.

In the eyes of men, an experimental subject like Shen Shuning is no different from animals such as cats and dogs, not to mention, he has wanted to torture this experimental subject for a long time.

He lowered his voice: "Number 23, you have to be clear, I am not our young master, in order for you to eat it, I have to transform it into a form you can accept."

"Transformation?"

A dry and hoarse voice sounded in the room.

The man squatted down, with his wrist casually resting on his knee, and looked at Shen Shuning.

An expected problem, and he just needed such an anticipation, so as to destroy the number 23 in front of him that he could not tolerate for a long time.

"Did you know, number 23?" His eyes unconsciously brought cruel excitement: "Monsters can't eat human food."

"Monsters will feel nauseous and nauseated when they eat human food, and they will never be full. Only human flesh, or the flesh and blood of the same kind, can satisfy the monster's needs."

"Guess what you ate before..." He reached into the bucket again, took out another piece of meat and threw it into the cage, and asked with a half-smile, "What are they all?"

The answer requires no further guesswork.

A slow voice came from the top of the head: "From a long time ago, the things you eat that can fill you up and feel delicious are all human meat and meat of the same kind."

Human flesh...flesh of the same kind...

Shen Shuning's stomach suddenly had a violent spasm.

The man stood up, and saw the young man's face turned paler as he wished, and he kept vomiting.

It's just that the young man's stomach was already empty, and there was nothing left. No matter how much he vomited, he could only vomit acid water and mucus.

"vomit……"

"vomit--"

"vomit……"

Blood mixed with acid water and mucus fell to the ground, and then Shen Shuning's trembling and desperate voice: "Kill me...Kill me..."

The appearance of the experimental subject collapsing in despair again pleased the man.

For monsters like them, the food was indeed human and of the same kind, and he wasn't lying.It's just that Shen Shuning has never eaten human flesh, the young master is special to Shen Shuning, and caring about Shen Shuning, naturally he will not incorporate human flesh into food.

And what he said was just to make Shen Shuning think that he ate human flesh on purpose.

"I can't kill you now," he said.

The fusion has not been completed yet, killing Shen Shuning is tantamount to cutting off their retreat.

Even if it was him, he only wanted to torture Shen Shuning, let Shen Shuning hold his breath, and delay until the day of complete fusion.

And that day will not be long.