On the Mortal Path of the Protagonist

The sudden stimulation caused Gu Yuesheng to open his eyes in an instant, and the water drops faintly hanging on the eyelashes fell down due to the movement of the eyes, so he couldn't help but close them tightly to reduce the pain.

She wanted to knead with her hands, but she felt bound by her hands, which was the feeling of being tied up with a rope.Is this an instant transition to another dream?Gu Yuesheng was puzzled in his heart.

"Slap your mouth." A childish voice sounded with the unique soft taste of Jiangnan.

"Yes!" Someone replied.

Then Gu Yuesheng realized what kind of situation he was in after the slap carrier came over with the sound of the wind. His face was slapped aside, his teeth hit his mouth, and the mouth was filled with a bloody taste, and his cheeks were also numb.

"Aren't you awake yet?" It was still the child's voice, with a little smugness.

Gu Yuesheng's eyes opened as he got used to it, and what he saw was a large carved bed with a purple bed cover, the winding patterns were dyed gold, dreamy and blurred.Slowly turning the head, flower pots, simple tables and chairs, paintings and couplets hanging in the center gradually appeared in the field of vision.

This is ancient times, a clear impression is left in the mind.

"Just wake up." Leng Cece's words sounded, pulling Gu Yuesheng back from his confusion.

Gu Yuesheng lowered her head slightly, and saw the person sitting in the front seat, she seemed to prefer purple, this noble and glamorous color also suits her very well, and complements her arrogance.

She put down the teacup in her hand, and rubbed the jade wrench on her thumb. The warm touch reminded her of something, her eyes dimmed, and she said, "I pulled out her tongue."

"Yes." The servant in commoner clothes standing next to him answered, picked up the tools that had been prepared in the tray and walked towards Gu Yuesheng.

Gu Yuesheng stared wide-eyed at the expressionless child, then looked at the tool that seemed to be glowing with coldness in the servant's hand and the steaming bowl in his left hand, and wanted to say something, but her throat was so dry that she couldn't say anything If she couldn't come out, she could only shake her head desperately.

"Are you afraid? It won't hurt later." The child looked at Gu Yuesheng's struggle and said, Gu Yuesheng strangely heard pity from her tone, such hellish feelings.

People on both sides held Gu Yuesheng down, and someone came over and squeezed Gu Yuesheng's mouth open with both hands, pinching it on the swollen face, which was extremely painful.

"Ah, ha." Gu Yuesheng writhed hard and couldn't get away. Seeing the servant who came over pour a bowl of unknown food into her mouth, the irresistible soup flowed down her throat and into her stomach. The skirt of the clothes was wet and pressed against the skin, feeling uncomfortable and wanting to vomit.

The water was bubbling and gurgling in his mouth, but it still went down.

Then came a series of movements that Gu Yuesheng was familiar with, and the final result was that she could no longer speak and talk to others.

She didn't faint, the water should have an anesthetic effect, so she could persevere, watching the servants move, listening to the sound of the knife piercing the flesh, and smelling her sweet rusty blood.

Gu Yuesheng finally looked at the child on the right seat, she was still expressionless, she was really a strong child, but she was not strong, she was going to faint.

In a vague way, she heard the soft Jiangnan voice saying in her ear: "In this way, you will never be able to refute me again."

"Get it done, I'll come and see her tomorrow."

"Yes."

Gu Yuesheng remembered Bai Lu's words in a trance, "I will not let you go in the next dream."

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I'm really a good person, I didn't describe bloody scenes