What to do if you think the devil is cute

After Liu Kuang finished speaking, he wanted to bite off his tongue: What a terrible line!It will scare people.

However, in the next second, he felt a pain in his neck, his eyes were dark, and he passed out.

The man looked at Liu Kuang who had fainted on the ground with a gloomy expression.

There was undisguised anger and murderous intent in his eyes.

But after all, he just kicked Liu Kuang hard, turned and left.

Who would have thought that he had just taken two steps before turning around and looking behind Liu Kuang fiercely——

But there is nothing there.

It was empty, only a few dark rocks and a few night pearls scattered on the ground could be seen.

The man stretched out his hand on the rock wall, somehow took out a black jade bottle, and walked slowly towards Liu Kuang.

He squatted down little by little, and the thick shadow covered his expression, but from the cold voice of grinding teeth in the air, one can guess that this person should be suppressing the urge to kill someone at this moment .

Opening the Moyu bottle, his slender and white left hand tightly clenched Liu Kuang's jaw, and he rudely poured all the powder in the bottle into Liu Kuang's mouth.

Then he smashed the bottle on Liu Kuang's face, got up and left.

It wasn't until the man couldn't see a trace and witnessed the whole process that the trash can heaved a sigh of relief, and his heart was actually very nervous.

Just now it even felt that when the man swept over, it seemed to see itself.The stern gaze has a sense of terror that makes people frighten from the heart.

When Liu Kuang woke up, he let out a tragic wail.

I don't know what I went through, his neck, his shoulders, his jaw, and his face all sting like a big truck has been crushed.

And his back, and his ass, was another stinging, burning pain.

The trash can casually said: "Stop yelling, the man in white chopped off his neck, kicked his shoulders, squeezed his jaw, and smashed his face with a bottle."

"Bai, the man in white?" Liu Kuang was stunned for a moment, and then his brain started to work again, thinking of the mysterious cave yesterday, the night pearls all over the place, the weird ice lake, and that beautiful person.

Liu Kuang suddenly felt a little hot on his face.

"Trash can, that...do you know that person...who is he?"

"do not know."

"That person...he really..."

"Liu Kuang," the trash can mercilessly interrupted his charming fantasy, "You were beaten by him yesterday."

……

I remember that at the last moment, he was knocked out by that person's palm.

Liu Kuang seemed to have suddenly regained his sense of pain.

Liu Kuang groaned in pain, and then asked, "What about my back and my butt, why do they hurt so much?"

The trash can paused, then continued, "...was dragged on the ground by ghosts."

"What?! Ghost, ghost?!"

"Well, I also find it strange that after a while after the white-clothed man left yesterday, the ghost came over and dragged you here."

The trash can also found it strange that there was not even a single attendant in this cave, except for the man in white in the frozen lake, there was only Guisha alone, otherwise Guisha would not have dragged Liu Kuang here by himself.

Trash Can still remembers that when Guisha was dragging Liu Kuang, his disgusted expression, his rude movements, and his speed were beyond human's reach.

Trembling, Liu Kuang touched his back with his hands, and felt the dried blood stains on his clothes.

Thinking of the blood all over his back, Liu Kuang felt even more pain. Liu Kuang's teeth chattered from the pain, and he asked angrily: "Heh, heh... the ghost is dragging me here... is it dragging the sack with one hand? The kind of procrastination..."

The trash can said sympathetically, "Indeed."

Liu Kuang didn't want to talk anymore, because the wound on his face and jaw caused by the bottle were extremely painful.

Thinking of his tragic fate, Liu Kuang couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.

When tears ran across the scar on his face, Liu Kuang's heart was trembling in pain, and he let out a scream...

And involuntarily shed tears, tears, across the scars again...

He let out another scream...

This,

doomed,

is a sad story.

The shrill screams finally attracted the even more crushing Guisha.

The slender man still wore a horrifying and terrifying face, and walked slowly with a breathtaking vigor.

"It's so noisy." Guisha glanced coldly and said impatiently.

Liu Kuang shut his mouth tremblingly, trembling.

Guisha leaned against the wall, lowered his head and played with the exquisite dagger in his hand, remembering that this person passed through the Yemingzhu tunnel alone yesterday, and was not poisoned to death by the 120 kinds of poisons/drugs in the tunnel.

Even... even Prisoner Moon had no effect on him.

I don't know the bottle of Chu Yi San that I gave him last night...

Guisha asked casually, "...do you know how you got here?"

Liu Kuang glanced cautiously at the sharp dagger that Guisha was playing with in his hand, as well as the cruel and ferocious face.I was about to cry in my heart, damn it, why do people here like to threaten people with weapons so much! !So is the general!So is ghost! !

He knew that he might have broken into a place he shouldn't have gone in yesterday, that beautiful man in white, that weird and peculiar frozen lake might be some taboos, since he doesn't want him to talk about it, just let him know , why coldly threaten with weapons, it's scary.

So, Liu Kuang said in a panic-stricken manner, "I don't know anything..."

The ghost hooked the corners of his lips in satisfaction.Sure enough, no one can escape the Yi San he did.Then he said happily: "I tied you here last night."

Liu Kuang hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, I know, I know!"

Gui Sha recalled that the dose of Chu Yi San that Liu Kuang took yesterday was too large. Under normal circumstances, as long as a little, people would lose a day's memory, and after that bottle, it would not be a problem for people to go into dementia.Then he asked again: "Then do you still remember what happened in the grove that day?"

Oh, yes, what happened to him that day was also a secret.

So Liu Kuang shook his head crazily: "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything!"

Gui Sha frowned, sure enough, the dose was too high.It's all a little silly.

Guisha then asked, "Then let me ask you, what's your name?"

What?Are you forced to forget your name?

All right.It's all because he knows too much.After that, I can only be an idiot.

Liu Kuang smiled obsequiously and said, "What's my name? Of course, it's all up to the adults."

Guisha raised his eyebrows, it really was the medicine he made himself, it really made this person forget all about it.

After thinking for a while, he said slowly: "Listen well, your name is Liu Kuang. You are Miss Hushui's pet, my drug slave. You will be killed by a general in three months."

"Wh...what?!" Liu Kuang's tongue was about to tie up: "...Drug Slave?!"

He naturally knew that he was the pet of the female devil, and he also knew that he might be killed by the general in three months, but what was this medicine slave? !

Guisha was a little surprised. What frightened him was not the fact that he would be killed three months later, but being his drug slave?

Of course, being his drug slave and being poisoned by drugs every day is naturally more uncomfortable than being killed.

Thinking of this, Guisha smiled happily.

But looking at this person's expression, it seems that he doesn't know that he may have a constitution that is invulnerable to all poisons.

Gui Sha turned and walked forward, and said lightly: "Follow me, let you see what a drug slave is."

The miserable Liu Kuang had no choice but to stand up firmly, dragging his mutilated body, and move forward step by step.

Following Guisha's footsteps, they soon came to an underground dungeon.

This is a very clean dungeon.

Inside the dungeon, it was actually covered with dark red blankets.It looks dizzying.

Liu Kuang saw a drug slave bleeding all over his body.

And the blood dripped into the blanket without leaving a trace.

Liu Kuang took a breath, not daring to look at the terrifying blood man again, his eyes hurriedly moved away.

Liu Kuang saw another drug slave in another cage where his eyes moved.

The man was clearly insane as he banged his head against the wall frantically and howled in pain.

Guisha smiled and said, "Here, I made that wall out of special materials. You see, if blood splatters on it, it won't leave a trace. Isn't it great?"

This man is really perverted.

Liu Kuang's body flinched, as if he could see his future.I am also a drug slave, am I right, I will be imprisoned here too. .

Guisha was still very interested, and took Liu Kuang to visit: "Hey, did you see that person? The poison I gave him will make him very hungry. Look, he ate up half of his left arm." Woolen cloth."

Liu Kuang lowered his head, not daring to lift it up at all.My ears were filled with low-pitched wailing, frenzied cursing, and screams one after another.

He was shaking all over.His whole legs trembled.It is extremely difficult to move one step further.

In an instant, the pain in the back, the pain in the face, the pain in the shoulder, all of them were forgotten.

Only endless fear was left to attack him, almost suffocating him.

Beside him, stood a devil.

Gui Sha let out a few pleasant chuckles, he lowered his head, and saw Liu Kuang with his head down, trembling all over his body.His face was pale, his lips were black and blue, and his whole face was wet.

I don't know if it's sweat or tears.

He chuckled.

Hand, touching Liu Kuang's bald head, it can be said to be very gentle.The voice was extremely cold: "Do you sympathize with them? But they are all people who want to kill me."

He paused, and seemed to be very proud: "Of course I won't be so cruel. I will only use each medicine slave for three days. Because after three days, there will be a new medicine slave to replace. After all, those who want to kill me There are thousands of people. But you..."

His tone turned out to be very affectionate: "You are different from them... until you die, you will always be my drug slave."

Liu Kuang's pupils flickered in fear.

Liu Kuang found out later.

The martial arts that fell apart and fought for power and profit for decades, became extremely united just because of the appearance of a ghost.

Because they only have one goal—

Kill the ghost! ! !