Prison of Black Wounds

On the pole, I lost strength for an instant, and gradually, the severe and unbearable pain exploded from the abdomen and spread throughout the body, and the blood overflowed with blood no longer restrained.

"Hmm..."

Sen Qiuyi sneered and shook his long arm, and threw the man off the spear, then collapsed on the ground like a rag, with blood spurting out of his mouth, his trembling hands struggled several times but could not be lifted from the ground.

Sen Qiuyi squatted beside him triumphantly, and his big rough palm lifted the rags on his abdomen, a dark red depression lay across his chest and abdomen, but what surprised him was that the flower bloomed on the navel The peony, whose flower heart is bleeding intermittently, is so delicate and beautiful that it made Sen Qiu go crazy for a while.

The palm of his hand unconsciously stuck to the delicate and dazzling peony. He was a little fascinated by the cold touch from under his palm, and he rubbed it down unconsciously.

"Uh uh..."

The person under the palm let out a cry of pain, his trembling body could no longer restrain himself, he straightened up with his movements, and then fell back to the ground weakly, his abdomen was very soft, and the cold touch made Sen Qiuyi unable to extricate himself, the beautiful peony Liven up by the violent ups and downs of his abdomen, not only Mori Choichi, but even the soldiers beside him kept swallowing.

"Tsk tsk... this is really... so beautiful..."

Sen Qiu twisted his fingers on Ran's navel, the strength gradually deepened from light to heavy, from one finger to five fingers, pinching and grasping, feeling the convulsions and urges coming from this body, as well as the palm Under this intoxicating softness.

The more beautiful something is, the more it attracts the human desire to destroy...

Subconsciously, Mori Qiuyi had the idea that he would never let this puppet return to Nasser.

He stretched out his palms, and squeezed hard on the hollow of his upper abdomen, and the body under his palms burst out suddenly, and a more fascinating cry of pain than □□ was spit out from the mouth that was constantly overflowing with blood, which immediately made Sen Qiu When he got excited about playing, he looked at Ran's belly with bloodshot eyes, his fingertips brushed the depression caused by the spear, and suddenly he made a fist and hit the peony's flower heart hard, and Ran's body jerked violently. For a while, but he was so weak that he could only slightly move his chest and raise his head.

While admiring his painful expression, Sen Qiuyi viciously turned his fist that was heavily pressed against his belly, looking at the sunken abdomen that was almost close to the back, he had an inexplicable impulse, he smiled coldly, Raising his fist, without giving him any chance to breathe, he pressed down heavily before the sunken abdomen recovered, and a short "ah..." made Sen Qiuyi even more intoxicated, so he raised his fist slightly, and Without leaving his abdomen, he pressed heavily again, and as expected, he heard the faint cock, like an addiction, he kept repeating this action, completely ignoring the increasing amount of blood in the other's mouth.

Suddenly, there was a trace of coldness on his wrist, Sen Qiuyi looked in surprise, it turned out that his weak hands were holding his wrist, his slightly parted lips trembled slightly, Sen Qiuyi bent down to listen, understood, angry When he came up, he widened his eyes, pulled up Ran's torn clothes and forced him to sit up halfway, retracted his clenched hand and slammed on Ran's waist, upper abdomen, lower abdomen, and chest, each punch was merciless and With crushing, it didn't stop until the person in his hand dropped his hand limply and no longer struggled.

The soldiers watching this scene were all over their heads and couldn't bear to watch any more.

With a flick of his thick arm, Sen Qiu threw the rag-like man to the soldiers beside him, and said in a deep voice, "Tie me to the wooden frame, and don't put it down without my order."

"Yes."

As soon as Senchou picked up the giant gun, he looked forward with cold eyes, and began to look forward to Nasser's arrival.

Nasser, come on, your "doll" wants to see you.

13

Ten miles outside Langyuan City, Naser's army has camped here for ten days.

It was expected that Senchou would turn back for a while, but what he didn't expect was that he would turn back at this time, most likely because of collusion with the wood wolf clan to make this move, and what was even more unexpected was that he actually took the "doll" hostage.

The Timberwolves respect wolves, and the entire city gate is made of black gold. Judging from the traces on the top, it has a history of hundreds of years. The city gate is five meters high, and the city wall is even more indestructible. , there is a huge wolf head on the top of the city gate with ferocious fangs and fierce eyes. To such an extent, no matter how poor the wood wolf tribe is, as long as the city gate is closed, it is impossible to be captured within a few days. clear.

The strong wind blew up and rolled up the sand. The man standing under the city gate closed his cloak and hat, and glanced at the man beside him who was silent from beginning to end with an irritable and helpless look.

"Even if I don't die here this time, I will be killed by Chu Mannian."

Naser smiled wryly and glanced at his friend who complained all the way: "It's too late for you to turn around now." There was really no need for him to be in danger because of his willfulness.

Long Yan curled his lips and said, "I'm leaving, what if something happens to you?"

"Isn't it a burden if you follow me?"

Just as he was talking, the huge city gate was slowly opened. Naser raised his thick eyebrows and said coolly, "Now you can't leave even if you want to."

Long Yan patted Naser on the back: "Don't underestimate me, let's go."

Nasser sighed heavily: "I'm sorry for bothering you."

Long Yan shook his head and laughed: "I didn't stop you, I was also at fault."

Although it's useless to stop him, I still have selfish intentions. I decided to conspire with Chu Man to kill that person, but for some reason, I felt pity and couldn't let it go...

Long Yan and Naser looked at each other and sighed: "Forget it, if you come, you will be safe..."

The gate of the city was opened with a bang, and there was no one in sight except for the soldier who opened the gate.

There seemed to be no end to the yellow mud road in front of him, cracks had appeared due to the dry weather, and the wind was blowing violently, and the sand fell into the eyes and blocked the sight. The surrounding houses were dilapidated, crumbling and desolate.

Long Yan touched his brows and covered his nose, and said in a deep voice: "Although I have heard that all the people of the Wood Wolf Clan are soldiers, I didn't expect it to be so deserted."

Nasser put his hand on the weapon involuntarily. Of course he knew it was a trap, but because of the sentence in the letter, "Your 'doll' is waiting for you", so he came here without hesitation, a little annoyed at himself Because of this, he lost his composure, and hated himself for being led by the nose by Sen Qiuyi because of that "doll", but he didn't regret it at all.

"Nather, did you think that it would become like this when you sent him out?"

Standing beside Naser, Long Yan squinted and looked ahead, his head suddenly became dizzy.

Just now I couldn't see clearly from a distance, but now I can see clearly when I get closer, what is that black spot shaking in the wild sand, isn't it just a "doll" tied to a wooden frame?

His clothes were in tatters hanging on his body like rags, the rags had already been dyed crimson by the dried blood stains, his long black and white hair was disheveled, his face could not be seen, and it was impossible to know whether he was alive or dead. Inexplicable emotions surfaced in his heart, making Nasher's breathing heavy.

A gust of strong wind blew past, and the eyes gradually became clear, and the sound of tens of thousands of footsteps rang in the ears, it was obvious that he and Long Yan had become a trapped beast.

He stared straight ahead, only three meters away from that person, Naser could no longer guess what he was thinking at this time, he just wished he could stride forward and hug him tightly, but his rationality remained More important than action, he took a deep breath, and turned his gaze to the tall man behind the wooden frame.

"What do you want, tell me."

With a wave of his thick arm, Sen Qiu slammed the giant gun into the ground. He stroked his stubble with one hand, but said nothing.

Naser squinted his eyes, took down the long knife at his waist and threw it on the ground without thinking, but the breath around him became even colder. Sen Qiuyi and Naser had also fought side by side, so it is impossible to treat Naser He didn't accept Nasser's ability because Nasser was too young for him, and he didn't deserve to stand on the head of him, who had fought alongside Nasser's father, but he never doubted Nasser's ability, otherwise Nor would he "invite" Nasser to come here alone with the reason that Langyuan City is being rectified.

"Hey...you are so young, I never thought you would come here, and you really came here alone...hahahaha..." Senchou laughed a few times, and suddenly looked down at Nasser dangerously, "Is it really okay to let others know your weakness?" He said with a big palm and grabbed the hair on the back of his head, forcing him to raise his head.

"Um……"

The low breasts should have been blown away by the strong wind, but it tightly touched Naser's heart.

he is alive

"Let him go."

Sen Qiu stroked the stubble on his chin, tilted his head and thought of something, he laughed and said, "Let him go? Yes, you can kowtow to me first?"

Naser's body was permeated with a dangerous aura, which was unique to a person who had experienced life and death and rolled in the hell of killing. It was also the innate aura of a king. Sen Qiuyi didn't have it, so it was enviable.

Nasser took two steps forward, and the soldiers next to him were startled, and they all backed up several steps. Senchou raised the giant gun and slammed it into the ground again, causing a loud noise, which stopped the panic at this moment.

"Nather, you must not..."

Sen Qiuyi seemed to have discovered Long Yan's existence only now, and cast him a defiant glance and said with a smile: "Oh, Lord Long Yan is here too? Sorry... I didn't see it, hahahaha..."

Long Yan didn't bother to argue with him, and just followed Naser two steps forward: "Naser, calm down."

Sen Qiuyi's eyes quickly returned to Naser. To be honest, just for a moment, he almost overlapped Naser and his father, but now, he can't turn his head back.

"Nather, look, I have 10 people here, and you are only two people. You are doomed to lose today!"

That's right, the person in front of him is just a little kid, only one person, knowing the trap but still coming alone, how can such a person become the lord of the new country?

He Dehe