League of Legends God-level Summoner

When Sivir woke up, what he saw was darkness.

Although she has become accustomed to living in such a dark environment, her career is relatively closer to darkness.

But the darkness in this unfamiliar environment still made her feel panicked.

After briefly sensing the condition of his body, Sivir learned that his hands and feet were tied with ropes and tied to a stool.

The reason why I couldn't see anything was because my eyelids were covered by a black cloth.

Could it be that silver five-star guy did it?

Sivir frowned slightly, recalling what happened before he passed out.

It seemed that he had tricked him. He didn't expect that a mere five-star silver warrior could unleash such a powerful and destructive skill, and then he passed out.

But that silver five-star guy is really an idiot. Does he think that this level of hemp rope can tie him up?

Hmph. Sivir snorted coldly, clenched his hands into fists and exerted force.

But what was different from the sudden break of the hemp rope that she expected was a wave of fatigue that came over her.

My whole body was limp and I couldn't muster any strength.

Pap, tap. Someone's footsteps were approaching here. Sivir pricked up his ears and his mind entered a state of alert.

Although in her current situation, if someone really wanted to do something to her, she wouldn't be able to resist it. But the defensiveness arises subconsciously.

People in her profession have countless enemies. If one day they fall into the hands of others, they may be tortured to the point of being unable to survive or die.

Buzz! A subtle sound of flames rose up, and Sivir felt that the light in the room seemed to be brighter through the black cloth in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, a man's voice was heard, somewhat softly.

No need to struggle, I gave you cartilage pills.

Then, the black cloth in front of Sivir's eyes was lifted. In front of her, standing was the man with five silver stars that she wanted to assassinate. And behind him... it seemed like a cellar compartment. .

I really underestimate you, you are so considerate. Sivir said with a sarcastic tone.

Thank you for the compliment. Lu Chuan did not feel any discomfort at all because of Sivir's sarcasm.

To put it bluntly, Sivir was Lu Chuan's prisoner. He was tied up all over and forced to swallow cartilage pills while in a coma. Now he is a useless person.

Who would argue with a loser?

Lu Chuan brought her back because he wanted to pry something relevant out of her mouth, not to exchange words with her.

If you want to get something from me, it's best to avoid it. I have been doing this job for many years and I know what kind of fate I am about to face. Sivir said coldly.

She had already made all kinds of preparations. Even if she was tortured by him, humiliated by him, or even played to death by him, Sivir would not say a word.

Because she understood that the news in her mouth was what he wanted to know most, and once it was revealed, she would have no value in living.

Since he was going to die anyway, why let him get the news he wanted?

Are you hungry? Lu Chuan said suddenly.

Sivir was stunned and subconsciously replied, A little bit.

Immediately, she reacted, her pretty face turned red, and she shouted, Don't play tricks on me! Kill me if you can! Just one stab!

Tsk, tsk, the look of anger turning into shame is unexpectedly cute. Lu Chuan rubbed his chin with one hand, admiring Sivir's blushing face as if he were appreciating a work of art.

Sivir felt extremely ashamed.

Although Lu Chuan didn't do anything, there was a word called embarrassing.

Sivir experienced the feeling of embarrassment for the first time.

He was obviously very handsome one moment and said majestically that he would rather die than surrender, but the next moment the conversation changed and this shameless man actually asked himself if he was hungry...

But he nodded mysteriously, saying he was a little hungry...

wanna die.

Sivir has never felt like committing suicide for a moment.

I'm hungry for your sister's big watermelon! Give me back my seriousness!

Since you're hungry, let's eat. Lu Chuan picked up the plate of food placed aside and walked slowly to Sivir.

It was a rich plate of food, and all kinds of precious game dishes exuded their own fragrance, which penetrated directly into Sivir's nose.

Sivir has never experienced the feeling of hunger before. The profession of bounty hunter has a high degree of freedom. They can act whenever they want. For them, killing is just commonplace, ordinary enough that they can consider whether to do more. Eat a bowl of rice, then go on an assassination mission or something.

But today she fell down in the hands of a five-star silver warrior. She had been unconscious for so long, and now her stomach was growling, but there was a plate of delicious food in front of her.

Want to eat? Lu Chuan raised his eyebrows and rubbed the plate in front of Sivir.

Go to hell!! Sivir glared hard at Lu Chuan.

Look, this is a braised sand crab. It lives in the sand hundreds of meters below in the Shurima desert. Its meat is extremely delicious. Lu Chuan picked up a stewed crab from the plate and gently When you pry open the crab shell, you will find white and soft crab meat inside, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

And this, a hare caught in the jungle a hundred miles south of the town (Shurima Desert is north of the town), roasted until golden brown and crispy, then dipped in a special game sauce, take a bite, It’s fragrant on your lips and teeth, do you want to have a taste?”

Veins popped up on Sivir's forehead, but unfortunately she was tied up and couldn't move.

Otherwise, she swore that she would flatten the guy in front of her and make him round again.

Are you treating yourself like a pet dog?

This was not too much. The most outrageous thing was that Lu Chuan directly took the plate, found a stool, sat in front of Sivir with no expression on her face, picked up a piece of crab meat and put it on Entered the mouth.

Bah, bah, bah. Lu Chuan chewed loudly on purpose.

Sivir gritted her silver teeth and turned her head to one side, but her heart was bleeding.

What kind of torture is this? Sivir would rather the guy in front of him curse him, punch himself twice, or even do something more obscene.

It's much better than being hungry and watching him eat all kinds of delicious food in front of you.

After eating the crab meat, Lu Chuan took a bite of his fingers.

Disgusting. Sivir said coldly.

There's something even more disgusting, do you want to try it? Lu Chuan turned away and smiled brightly.

For such professional killers, torture or anything like that is the worst method, because since they are killers, they have the consciousness of being tortured to death after being caught.

So instead of using torture, it is better to use this kind of mental torture to destroy them.

Pfft! Without saying a word, Lu Chuan stuffed the finger he had just licked into Sivir's mouth.

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Sivir stared at Lu Chuan in disbelief with his wide eyes, and then a look of anger flashed across his face. Just when he was about to bite him harshly, Lu Chuan quickly pulled his finger back.

Pop! There was only a crisp sound of teeth clashing. When she turned to look at Sivir, she found tears of pain falling from her eyes.