I rely on green tea to coax the amnesia master back

"Why did you bring him back? This kid is useless. Elder Zhou is also looking for trouble for nothing. He won't stop after breaking his hand."

"He is Dong Zhuo's son, how could he be useless, I can still threaten Wulin with him!"

"Threatening the martial arts? Zhou Ying, it's not your arm, but your brain that you shattered. According to Dong Zhuo's stubborn false justice, you said that he abandoned his son for the sake of justice, which is in line with human design, and it is absolutely impossible to rescue him." This kid's."

"..."

Dong Yixiu woke up amidst the noise, his head was still a little dizzy, and he rested his forehead for a moment before his vision completely recovered.

In front of me is a small guest house, no, it is more like a woodshed than a guest house.Not only is the space narrow, but the air is also turbid. The windows and doors are closed, leaving only weak light around, and the entire room is closed and windless.

Where is he?

Dong Yixiu tried to sit up from the "ground", but his eyes couldn't adapt to the darkness yet, so he could only sit quietly for a while before finally being able to see things.

He was about to put his hands on the ground, but it didn't work.Turning his head to look, it turned out that his hands were tied, and his whole body was tied to the bed because of this.

It turned out that he was not on the ground, but on a bed.

However, when Dong Yixiu saw clearly what was on the bed, his eyes opened wide, and the acid in his stomach rolled, and almost instantly, several streams of greenish-yellow filth spewed out from his throat.

It turned out that there was not only dried blood on the quilt, but also a severed arm on the side next to the wall.The severed part of the blood has solidified, but the ferocity on it is still horribly nauseating.

Dong Yixiu retched twice, vomited up all his lunch, and then tried his best to shrink in the corner, keeping himself far away from the broken arm.

In a flash, he understood where he was.

The severed arm was obviously owned by Zhou Ying, but the other party placed it on the bed and turned the bloody part to face him, but he didn't know whether it was unwillingness or a twisted heart.

I don't know when Zhou Ying stole the broken arm back, and he was able to escape everyone's search.But now, Dong Yixiu at least understands one truth, that he may not be able to escape in a short time.

If it were in the past, facing such a situation, he might have fainted from fright, but he didn't know if he had gained something from Wushangqing. Although Dong Yixiu was still a little scared, he was able to calm down and think about countermeasures as soon as possible.

He was sneaking away behind his senior brother's back, and he came out in a hurry, without even a token in his body, and now his hands are tied, let alone escape to seek help from others.

Dong Yixiu struggled twice, the rough hemp rope tied his wrists hurting, the friction caused redness and swelling, and even some blood oozing out.

He tried hard for a while but still couldn't get out of the trap, so he couldn't help feeling a little discouraged, depressed for a moment, Dong Yixiu moved his lips forward, and carefully blew two breaths on his wrist to ease the burning pain.

Just at this time, the originally closed wooden door was pushed open, making a creaking sound of being in disrepair.The light that came in after that was a bit dazzling, although the sound was not abrupt, it still made Dong Yixiu's scalp numb instantly.

He blocked his eyes to get used to the strong light, but he heard a surprised male voice above: "Hey, Young Master Dong, you're probably awake, but you're still sleeping comfortably. Do you want me to rub your shoulders for you?"

The moment he heard this familiar voice, Dong Yixiu looked up, but he just froze in place, forgetting to even struggle.

It was really him, Duan Qingyun.

It turned out that the other party had already secretly colluded with Zhou Ying, and Lord Huang Xianjun and his senior brother were still kept in the dark.

Maybe because he thought Dong Yixiu's expression was too funny, Duan Qingyun chuckled lightly, deliberately scaring him: "Young Master Dong, you must be very familiar with the dialogue, if anyone sees the villain's face, it may be difficult to escape. "

Dong Yixiu probably heard that these words didn't mean much viciousness, they were just to intimidate himself.But because of this, he was even more indignant.

His arms were bound and he couldn't move, so he could only lift his neck, open his eyes angrily, and yelled curses.

"Duan Qingyun, you are so brazen, are you worthy of my senior brother's reverence for you?"

To Duan Qingyun, this kind of insult was not painful at all, he even approached with great interest, wanting to touch Dong Yixiu's side face with the back of his hand, but the other party shook his head desperately, avoiding it like a snake.

Duan Qingyun sneered, as if looking at a clown: "How about arresting your brother as well, so that you can be a companion for Young Master Dong?"

When Dong Yixiu heard this, all the original shyness and fear disappeared, like the spikes erected on the body of a young animal, facing natural enemies without fear.

"How dare you!" He yelled, trying to frighten the other party through the volume.

However, such shouting naturally cannot frighten Duan Qingyun, he suddenly backed away a little, distanced himself from Dong Yixiu, looked at his nails, and continued casually: "You can try it and see if I dare or not .”

"But first, how about taking your head off for someone to play with?"

Dong Yixiu's face turned pale, and he struggled desperately, trying to avoid Duan Qingyun's touch.He had no doubt that the other party could really do this kind of thing.

So when he saw the sharp blade-like palm approaching, he almost broke down and cried: "Go away, don't! Senior brother will come to save me. If you dare to kill me, Xianjun will not let you go."

After all, he is still a young boy who has not yet reached the championship.Facing such a crisis alone for the first time, it is inevitable to feel fear.

The moment Duan Qingyun heard the word "Xianjun", a stern look flashed in Duan Qingyun's eyes, and his hands moved quickly, as if he was really about to break Dong Yixiu's neck.

At the critical moment, Zhou Ying walked in from the door at the right time. He first glanced at the weeping young man huddled in the corner of the wall, and then turned to Duan Qingyun: "Okay, stop playing. If we kill him now, we will deal with Dong." The clumsy handle will no longer exist."

Duan Qingyun suddenly came back to his senses, withdrew his hand on Dong Yixiu's neck, his eyes were clouded for a moment, and then returned to calm.

Naturally, he couldn't do this because he obeyed Zhou Ying's order, but felt that Dong Yixiu's life or not had nothing to do with him.

As for why he didn't wear a mask in front of this person, as early as in Xuan Yuefang, Duan Qingyun vaguely felt that Dong Yixiu was hostile to him.Whether it's because of the so-called senior brother in this guy's mouth, or the natural vigilance of being the son of the lord, it's all explaining a truth.

Dong Yixiu is absolutely not allowed to stay.

Just as Duan Qingyun said just now, no one who sees his face can live. Therefore, instead of doing anything unnecessary, it is better to push the boat along the way and sell Zhou Ying a favor.

"Okay, then I'll go first, and I'll leave this kid to Elder Zhou, slow, slow, and play." Duan Qingyun dragged the last three words extremely long, as if reminding Dong Yixiu that the bald man in front of him might be older than him. It's even more terrifying.

After Duan Qingyun left, only him and Zhou Ying were left in the small space.

Zhou Ying wears a black coat and hat on his head all the year round, making him look gloomy.In addition, he didn't know what he had experienced, and even his voice became extremely hoarse, as if he was a devil returning from purgatory, ready to eat raw meat at any time.

Dong Yixiu shivered for no reason, and couldn't help but shrink back.But his hands tied behind his back suddenly touched something, the smooth and sticky touch almost made him scream.

He suddenly thought that if he got closer to the inside, he could shorten the distance between the general and the broken arm.There are wolves in the front and tigers in the back. Dong Yixiu has never experienced such torture, and he was so frightened that he couldn't help sobbing.

Tears were all over his face, but he couldn't wipe them away, he could only let them slip from his hips and soak the sheets.

Just hear a "pop".

Zhou Ying slapped him.

"Ah!" Dong Yixiu was caught off guard by the beating, and suddenly cried out in pain.

His right cheek was swollen visible to the naked eye, and with the glistening tears on his face, he was pitiful and fragile.

But obviously, Zhou Ying, the perpetrator, couldn't sympathize with him for his charity. He reached out and grabbed Dong Yixiu's collar, and dragged him from the inside of the bed.

Dong Yixiu staggered and almost fell off the bed, but his scalp suddenly hurt, and it was Zhou Ying who grabbed his hair and pulled him up directly.

Zhou Ying's sinister eyes fixed on the young man, as if he wanted to take the opportunity to gouge out Dong Yixiu's eyeballs. He sneered fiercely, full of threats: "Soiled the owner's bed sheets, what should you pay for it?"

The tense scalp pain made Dong Yixiu's face turn pale. He tremblingly moved his lips, but he didn't dare to say a word. He didn't have the toughness when he faced Duan Qingyun just now.

Another crisp sound was heard.

He was also slapped on the left side of the cheek by Zhou Ying with the back of his hand.

The beating made Dong Yixiu's ears buzzing, his head was dizzy, he could only turn to one side, and even the corners of his mouth were bloodshot.

Under the harassment of his tinnitus, he opened his eyes a little, and could only see Zhou Ying's fluttering lips, constantly uttering vicious curses.

Only a few vague keywords were connected into paragraphs, which were passed to his ears.

"Dong Zhuo, that blind man, didn't he look down on the owner of the village before? He allowed me to be insulted and beaten by that bitch He Tingfeng, and he didn't say anything in front of me in public, but he also ridiculed me along with the others."

He grabbed Dong Yixiu's collar with one hand again, forcing him to look directly at him, but he was still talking to himself: "Now that his son has fallen into my hands, can't the owner get it back a thousand times and a thousand times?" Come?"

Zhou Ying looked at the listless Dong Yixiu, and the tyrannical factor in his heart surged.He suddenly started punching and kicking him, completely forgetting what he said to Duan Qingyun just now: he wants to save this person's life as a way to threaten Dong Zhuo.

The more he fought, the more excited he was. Seeing the wounds and blood constantly pouring out of the boy's body, his eyes were almost red.Zhou Ying licked his lips, but in the end he seemed to be hesitant, and finally stopped.

The kicking and beating of a cultivator is definitely not as simple as ordinary people can imagine.Dong Yixiu seemed to be hit by a hard rock, every time it hit the most vulnerable part of his body, and he was completely unable to resist.

He was beaten to death, with weak signs of life.But Zhou Ying let out a sigh of relief, feeling refreshed, and immediately dropped him from his hands.So Dong Yixiu took advantage of the situation and softened his body, fell on the bed, and fell into a semi-conscious state.

Seeing that the person's breath was showing signs of being unable to come in, Zhou Ying gave the last kick in disgust, then impatiently took out a elixir from his bosom, randomly stuffed it into Dong Yixiu's mouth, and forced him to swallow it.

Although his arm was broken, he still walked out of the room as if he had completed his task, and was never seen again.

Dong Yixiu was left alone lying on the bed quietly, even the strength to raise his hand disappeared.The meridians in his whole body have probably been shattered, and blood is still oozing out from under his body. Because of the effect of the pill that Zhou Ying gave, he can only hold his last breath, lingering on his last breath.

Dong Yixiu struggled for a while, but in the end he couldn't even raise his arm, so he could only mutter to himself against his tear-stained face.

"Brother...help me."