you are my white moonlight

Jane Youqing huddled under the quilt and kept shaking.

Only the head was exposed, the lips were pale and trembling, and the face gradually turned blue due to the cold.

Clap, something on the table fell to the ground, there was an indistinct sound, Jian Youqing couldn't really hear it.

It was rustling, like a mouse crawling on the ground, Jian Youqing always felt that her auditory hallucinations were too serious, she must be terminally ill.

The sound got closer, Jian Youqing touched something cold with her hand, lifted the quilt to check, and a slender black shadow attacked her!

"Ah!" Jian Youqing almost fell off the bed, the dark and shiny slender wriggling under the light, spitting out blood-red letters.

is a snake.

Stay in an attacking stance.

Jian Youqing sat on the ground, her already pale face lost all color, and her wet hair was mixed with cold sweat.

She grabbed the handle of the knife on the ground.

Jian Youqing's scarlet eyes turned hard, but there was another sound, and several snakes slipped in through the crack of the door.

"Ah!" Jane Youqing panicked, swung the chair on the ground and threw it at it, her movements were fast and ruthless, chaotic, the front few pieces were smashed into flesh, blood splashed on her little face.

Such a brutal scene was the last thing she wanted to see.

But for some reason, she was suddenly not afraid.

"Come here." Jian Youqing hooked her fingers at them and approached them, the knife in her hand was dripping with blood, "This is your skill, it only scares people? Or should I express it more clearly, this is your skill."

Jian Youqing turned her head and stared at the camera expressionlessly.

Devil's face was livid in front of the screen, "Comeon..."

Animals have always been by nature. The tragic death of their companions made them feel frightened. They wandered or retreated to escape, and some stood up and attacked Jian Youqing violently.

In a blink of an eye, Jian Youqing grabbed seven inches of it, wiped it lightly with the sharp blade, and the snake's head fell to the ground.

The moment the artery ruptured, blood splashed to the eyelids, and Jian Youqing's hands were covered in blood.

Devil was so angry that he kicked over the coffee table, "Come here first today, and continue tomorrow. I don't believe that she can really be invulnerable to all poisons now!"

Ten years ago, she could cry to Shao Tingchen even if she pricked her finger with a needle.

Even if she changes her name, she will always be Tong Shiyan, and she will always be unable to escape her due fate.

……

Jian Youqing stayed here for three days.

Her room is full of walls, and she can't tell the difference between day and night, so she can only calculate silently in her heart.

The Devil would come every few hours, and the blank paper would make him furious, clamping her jaw tightly with two fingers, "You like to be tortured so much? Obviously I gave you a more comfortable one." Suggestion, but you don't choose to accept it?"

"..."

Jian Youqing raised her eyes and looked straight at her stiff and pale face. In just a few days, she became thin and distorted.

He would torture her endlessly every day, such as throwing her into the cold pool, putting centipedes and scorpions in her bath, and repeating the news of Shao Tingchen's disappearance over and over again...

"It's also possible that you really can't remember anything." There was a strange light in Devil's eyes, and Jian Youqing slapped his hand away, and he grabbed the iron chain around her neck and dragged her forward, "It's very possible, if it's me Did you use the wrong method? So your mind is actually blank, and I blamed you."

"Well, that makes sense."

He asked and answered by himself, Jian Youqing was dragged up to the high tower, the ground buildings were like small blocks, and the cold wind seemed to blow her down at any time.

"Maybe, let you experience the taste of death, so that your little brain can recall more things."