Slag Gong accuses Bai Yueguang of being chaotic and abandoned

I still remember that time with Hong Tingyun at Jiyun Temple on Longchi Mountain, Mo Xiaofeng not only made a wish for Ren Jie's death, but also made a wish for his own destiny.

I beg the gods and Buddhas in the sky to forgive my sins, and I beg the gods to give him an answer, whether it is for survival or death.

Of course, I also asked about Hong Tingyun. What he asked was, would he kill him?

No one can answer him, neither god nor man.

The only one who can answer Mo Xiaofeng's question is himself.

But at this moment, Mo Xiaofeng already knew the answer - yes!

He is stubborn and would rather die!

Hong Tingyun would kill himself, and he would kill Hong Tingyun, but he insisted and refused to bow his head!

This is his desire that has never been so clear in his life.

So when Mo Xiaofeng suffered such a thing, even if his fingernails were dug into the flesh of the palm of his hand, the texture of the arm muscles was tense, pulling out a strong line, he whimpered, trying to shake his head violently to break free, but He was bound by iron chains and retreated.The twisted head was pulled back vigorously and pressed firmly again, trying to force him to lower his head, Mo Xiaofeng still didn't regret it.

He was even glad that such a thing happened to him, not Hong Tingyun.

Mo Xiaofeng trembled and struggled, he was like that dog whose internal organs were crushed by the side of the snowy road and was waiting to die miserably.And surrounded by a group of people poking his wound with wooden sticks, and even thought his death like this was an extremely pleasing thing. They burned his wound with a lighter and listened to his miserable howl , I am extremely satisfied!

Holding the mobile phone in his hand, the wild dog took a clear picture of Mo Xiaofeng's expression at this time. The overflowing tears stained his cheeks, but his face was morbidly red.This kind of loss of control against his will constantly challenged Mo Xiaofeng's nerves.He seems to be a person standing on the sea of ​​swords and fire, he can only grit his teeth and persevere, otherwise he will lose his bones as soon as he closes his eyes and falls down.

But as long as he lies down, he doesn't have to think about those things, and he can sink into the purgatory forever, but he can't, he doesn't want to succumb to this!The dead will eventually go to heaven, because the world is an endless purgatory.Mo Xiaofeng couldn't resist, but he still refused with his only rationality. He uttered vague ravings lightly, like a sad song about the last and helplessness of a person alive. "Don't……"

Gou Qing doesn't care about these things, he still thinks this level is not enough.He changed his hoarse voice into Liang Ji's voice, patted Mo Xiaofeng's cheek lightly, and said all kinds of provocative words. "The face looks good, but I don't have any talent in this area, so I have to learn it hard."

Learning the tongue was not included in the report on wild dogs, but when Mo Xiaofeng was at Hong's house last time, he heard him imitate Hong Jintang's voice.He knew that the opponent's ability would definitely play a big role at the critical moment.For example, it can be used to falsely spread Hong Guanrong's orders, for example, he appears somewhere instead of Hong Jintang, and Hong Jintang himself is thousands of miles away.

There are too many places that can be used, but Mo Xiaofeng really didn't expect that they would be so "overqualified" on it.

Yes, they wanted to make this "feast" a reality, and it was Liang Ji from the Xiaoyi Society who did it. Liang Ji and his military adviser had an unspeakable event, and they just wanted Liang Ji to explain it with his mouth full Unclear, and they still hold evidence in their hands!

The wild dog is very sick, and after tasting the beauty of Mo Xiaofeng, he is even more out of control.Mo Xiaofeng was like a Buddha statue on a shrine. Countless mortals wanted to pull the god and Buddha off the platform and smash them into the mud.Let that invincible Gao Jie become pitch black, and can no longer be washed clean.Yexue blew in through the broken window glass, but it couldn't blow away the dirty tricks that filled the room. Mo Xiaofeng couldn't bear this kind of torture, so he weakly called his uncle, and Hong Tingyun was behind him name.

"Help me... Tingyun..."

The voice was like that of a skinny little milk cat, Mo Xiaofeng hummed and curled up into a ball, even the violent struggle became weak.

The wild dog saw that he was weak-willed at this time, his eyes were deep and his mouth twisted, and he smiled and asked him some confidential questions, some about the Xiaoyi Society, and some about Chimen... But Mo Xiaofeng repeated Hong Tingyun's name, He gritted his teeth and said nothing.

In fact, in this state, people's main consciousness blurs and enters the subconscious to take over.The subconscious mind is easy to respond to external stimuli truthfully.Although Mo Xiaofeng has received narcotics tolerance training, it has been many years, but he can still maintain control over his subconscious mind, which is quite remarkable.

To be honest, he actually knows everything about [Xiaoyihui] and [Chimen], even about [Ksitigarbha]. , is simply a shocking secret.But Mo Xiaofeng carried it with his will, and his lips were covered with blood.

The wild dog didn't want to ask anything, after all, it took a long time to come, so he was not in a hurry.With a distorted grin on his ferocious face, he actually changed his voice and used Hong Tingyun's voice to bully him!Mo Xiaofeng was already in a state of confusion, but when he heard Hong Tingyun's voice, it was as if his soul returned to his body, and he struggled violently again.But these were all regarded by the other party as a kitten stretching out its paws before dying, laughing wildly.

The lights above the head kept swaying in the night wind, and the light and shadow were like waltz dance music spinning in circles, surrounding Mo Xiaofeng.Holding a wine glass, he shuttled among the guests. At the banquet, Mo Xiaofeng was the protagonist, and everyone was fascinated by him and all eyes were on him.But the music is the sound of iron chains, and the praise is unbearable. He was forced to enjoy the pleasure, even his breathing was manipulated by others, and his jaw was almost taken off by others. Mo Xiaofeng finally cried out .

In the past, he wandered in the upper class, and the colorful papers and drunken lantern riddles failed to corrode his spine.The son is like jade, high mountains and flowing water.He is like a pure lotus walking in the mortal world without being stained with dust, but only this kind of lotus knows what he has passed through, and what he did for it when he looked up at the scorching sun.No one can understand his aloofness, but he is crumbling in the torrential rain in June.

Different from ordinary crying, Mo Xiaofeng cried silently, only big tears kept rolling down, and the out-of-focus pupils were washed crystal clear by the tears, like an unconscious doll, fragile and beautiful.I've been bullied a lot by those low-level people, and I've seen a lot of people crying and begging for forgiveness, and those are all normal reactions.In the face of such terrible torture, no one is strong enough to despise others.But they have never seen crying like this.But I have to say, obviously this guy's skills are not good, but when they saw this face, they were so bloodshot that they murmured.

Suddenly there was a violent dog barking outside, Gou Qing stared and felt a little uncomfortable.He frowned and ordered people to go out to have a look, but he didn't stop moving.Compared to sleeping with women, he prefers to have a good fight in a dark alley.He has always felt that it is a blessing to conquer others by force, so he is very happy to work with the young master.And a man as powerful as Mo Xiaofeng could make him happy when he cried, but it was much less than the others, and he always felt indebted.

Mo Xiaofeng's face was covered with crying, and it was muddy and sticky mixed with blood and tears from his forehead.He had heard rumors that the Second Young Master loved this guy to death.It's really not ordinary to be able to fascinate that playboy who only likes women like this, Gou Qing even had the idea of ​​monopolizing or tearing him apart.The wild dog picked up a handful mixed with the smell of blood, and stuffed it all into Mo Xiaofeng's mouth.Mo Xiaofeng felt as sick as if his throat was covered with maggots. This feeling was stronger than seeing the fat Gu worm king crawling out of Li Yan's mouth. The wild dog covered his mouth and forced him to Swallowing all these humiliations into his stomach, if Young Master Hong didn't want him to ask more questions with this voice, he even wanted to pour a box of razor blades into it.

The guards outside reported to them through the walkie-talkie, saying that everything outside the hall was safe and there was nothing abnormal.

The wild dog froze for a moment, then suppressed all the uneasiness in his heart, went to the table to get a cigarette and lit it for himself, and smoked leisurely.

However, less than half an hour had passed, and the bloodless thing really made him feel depressed.It's a pity that this guy is so good-looking when he cries, but he can't be skinned and deboned.The clothes on Mo Xiaofeng's upper body were torn, his trousers had been torn and thrown aside, his head was hanging down, his whole body was abnormally red.The guys around were full of enthusiasm, and those people raised their heads and turned around to ask the next question tentatively.He has become like this, it would be a pity if he couldn't use it there.

The video in Yegou's hand was still going on, and he was a little tired from holding it. He didn't want to take it.After a while, he paused in mid-air with his finger holding the cigarette, as if he was thinking about an important question, and he smiled and nodded in response after a few seconds. "Yes, but you have to wait." He whispered a few words to the side, the man was startled, and walked out with a strange expression, and brought a dog in after a while.

This is a Doberman Pinscher named Cthulhu. The Soochow Guild Hall has a large space, and Liang Ji temporarily kept it in the backyard.Don't look at the muscular and ferocious appearance, in fact, it is very docile. It was specially sent to the dog training base for training for a long time, and it will stop the command.

Mo Xiaofeng met Mo Xiaofeng at the bar. Liang Ji knew that he had a black back and liked dogs, so he brought him here to show him.Maybe there is a special aura about dog lovers, this dog is quite close to Mo Xiaofeng.

But as soon as it was brought in, they gave the dog medicine.In less than a while, the dog unexpectedly came into heat!

Hearing the restless whimpering sound from the dog's mouth, the wild dog laughed, and the people around him also laughed.

Mo Xiaofeng's mind was not very clear, and he didn't know what they were laughing at, but seeing the dog being dragged by the chain and running towards him, unable to pull it back, Mo Xiaofeng's whole body was poured with a basin of cold water, even Lips are trembling!

"Go away!"

There was endless killing intent in this fierce roar, just like the murderous aura in Mo Xiaofeng's whole body had materialized, and at this moment, all the people in attendance swept up every air in the whole room!

Dogs are naturally more sensitive than human senses. It is the nature of animals to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Even if it is in such a state that it cannot be controlled, it will rely on instinct to avoid danger.It let out a scream of grievance from its throat like a whimper, and ran away in fright!

But did these people succumb to see Mo Xiaofeng?

No, they wanted to see where Mo Xiaofeng's bottom line was.

Mo Xiaofeng ushered in another messy stick, don't say anything and stared at him again, he was in so much pain that he couldn't even lift his head up.

His stomach seemed to be on fire, he could even feel the anesthetic retreat rapidly, and those long-lost pains came from all directions, he couldn't resist at all, he couldn't even take a breath when he was defeated.

The wild dog pinched the cigarette and leaned over again, sticking it to Mo Xiaofeng's ear, and said in Hong Tingyun's voice: "If you want to make it hard for you to put it inside, it's useless even if you beg me, these things will It's coming out of your throat and it's going to fill your head with it!"

Mo Xiaofeng's pupils contracted violently, and his whole body has collapsed.He could be beaten and killed, but such insults had already exceeded the bottom line that Mo Xiaofeng could bear.

In Mo Xiaofeng's circle, there has never been such a dirty thing, he has never even heard of it.He felt as if he had returned to his childhood when he sneaked away to Dongla Mountain with Gu Chen to play, and accidentally fell into a pile of snakes.

Countless icy swimming snakes climbed up from his legs, they spat out their letters, touched every pore, and the scales all over their bodies made rustling sounds as they marched.He was terrified, but he had forgotten to cry or howl, he just looked at the black and gray long snakes with his pupils constricted, his hair stood up, his scalp was numb, he couldn't feel where he was, and he even lost control of his body .

Fear, the most real fear, heart tremors, the whole body is controlled by adrenaline, the heart beats faster, the blood flows too fast, every pore in the whole body is crazily sweating, Mo Xiaofeng heard his teeth cracking rattle!

The wires in his stomach are pulling his heart, every beat is as powerful as blood, as if he wants to break free from the cage immediately without any restraint, it will be destroyed in the fire with everything!

Don't talk about human relations, morality and immorality, these guys are not human at all, they are all a bunch of **** bastards!They want to crush Mo Xiaofeng's remaining arrogance and self-esteem, step into the mud under his feet, let him remember how unbearable he is, and remember this disgusting memory for the rest of his life until he takes it to the coffin go!

Gou Qing stretched out his tongue to lick Mo Xiaofeng's cheek, and even licked his red eyeballs.As if he was tasting the dirty smell on his body, he rolled all those disgusting smells into his mouth, smashing his mouth and still relishing it endlessly!

As if returning to the light, Mo Xiaofeng stood up from the ground rolling and crawling, and even kicked two big and three thick guys, and opened his mouth to bite the wild dog's face!There were too many people around, eight or nine guys swarmed up, they separated the wild dog from Mo Xiaofeng again, broke Mo Xiaofeng's shoulders and pressed him down to kneel on the ground again, bowing his head!

This time, the three words "Hong Tingyun" could be said to be clear from Mo Xiaofeng's mouth, but his spirit finally collapsed under the torture, and the whole person fell into a kind of irrational madness!Regardless of his dislocated arm, like a zombie, he got up from the ground again and again in a strange twisted posture!This state is no different from going crazy, Mo Xiaofeng has experienced it countless times.If it wasn't for the support of the "Ghost Poppy" potion, he would have jumped off the roof and fell into a puddle of rotten death!The wild dog gambled on Mo Xiaofeng's mouth and covered his eyes to prevent him from biting his tongue madly to seek death, but the voice still came from his throat, screaming like a mournful cry.

The north wind blew in through the broken window, as if it could take away Mo Xiaofeng's soul.

The smell of blood penetrated into the wall, into the carpet, soaked into every piece of steel and concrete, it could not dissipate, after a person is deprived of vision, other four sense organs will become extremely sharp, Mo Xiaofeng can even smell the faint wintersweet mixed in the wind The smell of flowers.Liang Ji planted a lot of wintersweet trees in the garden behind the Soochow Guild Hall. I remember that he mentioned this when he was sitting on the side of the road chatting with him in summer, saying that he would fold a few of them by himself when the flowers bloomed in winter. I also want to go to the auction to find a beautiful plum vase for myself!But these words only exist in memory, and this life will probably only be a dream, but this morbid torment continues.

In the dark, the consciousness in Mo Xiaofeng's brain was infinitely magnified, hot air from his wet nose fell on his skin, his claws scratched his back, he was like a horn locked in a cage in the Colosseum. fighter.As soon as the prison door opened, the wolves were driven out in shock. They were so hungry that they wanted to tear up the living gladiators and chew them!Even if they are lucky enough to survive, they will be nailed to a cross and drained of the last drop of blood, and then cut into pieces and thrown to the wolves!

There are countless nobles and grandchildren sitting on the Colosseum. The slaves in the arena are fighting with hungry wolves, being torn to pieces and bitten.In their eyes, slaves and wolves are the same, and they are only worthy of laughing as a game.

Mo Xiaofeng screamed and was still struggling violently with a crying voice, and his nosebleeds couldn't be stopped.People around stepped forward to help, Mo Xiaofeng's spine was bent, and his hands were twisted behind his back, being pulled away by the iron chain.The bandage was soaked in blood and filth, and the dog's paws couldn't hold it.Those people were so irritable that they tore off the coats that had long since turned into cloth strips.The man who was the first to do it laughed the happiest among them, "I just like a rebellious man like you, and it's easier to be played bad under my hands."

The wild dog looked at it and thought it was good, as if it was only at this time that he noticed that Mo Xiaofeng was still wearing bandages around his waist. He reached out to take the knives in the hands of those guys, and directly cut those annoying bandages soaked in blood. Cut it open, and the blade still cut a long bloody gash on Mo Xiaofeng's side waist.

But as the bandage fell, the laughter around him stopped abruptly.