Help!After being transformed into cannon fodder, he was doted on by the yandere villain.

Qi Hanzhi turned a deaf ear, ignoring his anger and despair, his eyebrows cold.He held the medicine in one hand, and put the other hand on Xie Xingchen's shoulder, pressing him down on the bed.

Xie Xingchen felt depressed and moved his shoulders to prevent him from touching her.

But the other party took action so quickly that he was held down before he could react, and he sat on the bed.

Qi Hanzhi held the medicine in his hand, and the spoon moved to his lips.Xie Xingchen asked warily: "What is this?"

Qi Hanzhi said calmly: "Sober-up medicine."

Xie Xingchen didn’t believe it.

The lack of guarantee is an aphrodisiac. After all, in the news played by the old man downstairs, I have heard too many cases of rape first and then murder, so it is inevitable that I will be dissatisfied and suspicious.

Xie Xingchen was about to trick him, but he had a fit, waved his sleeve and lifted Qi Hanzhi's hand, and the porcelain medicine spoon fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

The brown decoction was like a stream, flowing silently to Qi Hanzhi's boots.

Xie Xingchen deliberately said angrily: "Qi Hanzhi, you think I am so easy to deceive, this is not a hangover medicine at all!"

Qi Hanzhi picked up the fragments on the ground with his hands, and the sharp cutting surface scratched his palm, "tick", "tick".

The blood and soup gathered together, making it chaotic and dirty.

He glanced at it, then smiled in a low voice, with a terrifying smile, "It seems you know."

Xie Xingchen began to worry about his mental condition. This dragon's head was caught in the door, or he was kicked when he went out.

Xie Xingchen pretended to be calm, "What are you going to do if I don't drink?"

Qi Hanzhi smiled slightly and said, "I have plenty of means."

With just this sentence, countless tortures and torture methods flashed through Xie Xingchen's mind, and a chill ran down his spine.

A real man can bend and stretch, but in the face of saving his life, everything is just a cloud.

Xie Xingchen chose to live. Although he was a dog, he could survive. He took the medicine from Qi Hanzhi, pinched his nose and closed his eyes and drank it in one gulp.

After drinking, he angrily threw the bowl into Qi Hanzhi's hands. Worried, he asked in a low voice: "Isn't it an aphrodisiac?"

Qi Hanzhi seemed to have discovered something and said, "It's a pity that I should have mixed some into it."

Xie Xingchen: "..." He shouldn't have asked.

He is simply shooting himself in the foot and digging his own grave!

While he was glad that Qi Hanzhi didn't put any aphrodisiac this time, he was also afraid that next time he would actually put something dirty into the bowl and force him to drink it.

Qi Hanzhi raised his uninjured hand and reached towards him.Xie Xingchen followed his fingertips with his eyes, watching his fingers stretch out all the way.

His hands were pristine and very white. They should not be the hands of a cruel and cruel dragon clan. It was even more difficult to imagine how many lives of the same kind had been taken by these hands.

The fingers faintly slid across his cheek, all the way up, and finally stopped at the center of his eyebrows.

Xie Xingchen:?

What are you doing?

He blinked blankly.

However, Qi Hanzhi suddenly withdrew his hand, did not respond to Xie Xingchen's doubts, and suddenly walked out quickly.

After Qi Hanzhi left, Xie Xingchen tried to find the exit of this darkroom, even if he knew where this closed darkroom was located.

He was shackled, carrying the lamp left by Qi Hanzhi, and walked to the door within the constraints of the length of the iron chain.

Xie Xingchen scratched the crack of the door, but couldn't see any light.

But yes, given Qi Hanzhi's temperament, the door must have been sealed.He wanted to break open the door and leave directly from the inside out. It was almost impossible unless Qi Hanzhi died.

However, he discovered that there was someone outside the palace.

He lay at the door and listened for a while before he heard a human voice. To be precise, it shouldn't be a human voice, but the whisper of a dragon.

Xie Xingchen was overjoyed, as long as it was not Qi Hanzhi who was guarding outside, everything would become much easier.

"Brother?" Xie Xingchen patted the door twice, trying to attract the attention of the dragon clan outside the hall.

The dragon tribe asked questions in their own unique language. Xie Xingchen heard something from Qi Hanzhi and roughly knew that several dragon tribes outside the hall were asking: "Is it the people inside who are talking?"

Xie Xingchen cried with joy, "Yes, it's me, big brother."

He was locked in a small dark room, isolated and helpless, and was forced to endure the threats and persecution from Qi Hanzhi, which made him sad.

Several dragons talked.One of the dragons wondered: "Can we talk to him?"

Another said: "Yes, the young master only said that he could not be let out, but he did not say that he could not speak."

Several dragons said together: "It makes sense, you are still smart."

The Dragon Clan coughed lightly, knowing that although Xie Xingchen was imprisoned, he was a "hidden beauty in a dark room" and was not a real prisoner.

They thoughtfully changed the language to something Xie Xingchen could understand, and said respectfully, "What do you want?"

Xie Xingchen said, "Brothers, do you know where this is?"

Several dragon clans looked at each other, unsure whether they could reveal it.

Xie Xingchen began to show his misery and said in a tearful tone: "I was kidnapped by your young master for no reason, and now I don't even know where I am. I'm so pitiful."

One of the humble dragons hesitated for a while, and finally decided to tell him, "This is the Yanyue Palace."

Xie Xingchen felt that he was joking with him, "It's impossible."

Is this dark little place a palace?

Nonsense.

The lowly dragon clan continued: "The basement of..."

As the saying goes, reincarnation is easy, and no one will be spared by heaven. Now Xie Xingchen has deeply understood how much harm he has caused to others.

He secretly made up his mind to change his mind and start a new life.

Xie Xingchen wanted to say something more, but suddenly silence fell outside the door, and then he heard the sound of his throat cracking and cracking.

Then there was the sound of liquid splashing on the door, and a smell of blood filled the air.

The footsteps gradually approached, reaching towards the eardrums, and Xie Xingchen heard the beating of his heart like a drum.

As if his fingers were being electrocuted, he moved away from the door, then turned around and ran onto the bed as quickly as possible, wrapping himself in the quilt.

This was the first time he really heard the sound of murder. Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, it was thrilling enough.

In the past, Qi Hanzhi often shouted "kill, kill, kill". He had never seen it before, and he had also felt scared, but it was not as real as the fear this time.

The owner of the footsteps opened the door and walked in slowly, "Are you afraid of me?"

There is a bit of grievance in the resentment.

Xie Xingchen hid under the quilt and did not dare to come out. The sound of blood splattering on the door just now still filled his eardrums and could not be forgotten.

Suddenly, Xie Xingchen screamed.A big hand lifted up his quilt, as if lifting off his coat of escape.

Xie Xingchen clenched the quilt so hard that his fingers turned white. He gritted his teeth and said, "Stop pulling." Please, I'm so fucking scared.

He didn't want to see Qi Hanzhi for the time being, and he didn't dare.

Qi Hanzhi said: "I was unhappy when they talked to you, so I killed them. So are you unhappy?"

Xie Xingchen said bluntly: "Not happy."

Qi Hanzhi said: "Since you are unhappy, I won't kill you next time."

After saying this, he used a little force with his hands to lift off the quilt on Xie Xingchen.

"I rely on it."