Prison of Black Wounds

A pattern like blood veins appeared until it spread to the entire abdomen. Following the incantation of the curse master, the black curse mark suddenly turned blood-colored, and spread upwards on the pale body until it rested on his neck. The combination of red is indescribably alluring.

When the curse master's body left the bleeding belly button, he probably exhausted his last bit of strength, and the pale body suddenly became quiet, without even the slightest tremor, as if... dead.

And the blood-like traces disappeared the moment the curse master left his hand.

"what happened?"

Naser strode forward, looking at the motionless man with some annoyance, glaring at the curser.

The curse master wiped off his sweat and said to Nasser, "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, he is only too weak, but he is not dead yet, thanks to the medicine you gave him just now."

A subtle emotion flashed in Naser's eyes when he heard this, he stepped aside and gave Long Yan a look.

Long Yan knowingly came to the bedside to feel the pulse of the poor sinner on the bed, but he didn't say a word for a long time, and the palm of the other hand was pressed against his heart for a long time, until Naser couldn't help asking aloud before slowly Said: "Fortunately, I can't die, but..."

"But what?"

"However, with his current body, it is estimated that he will not be able to withstand a few tosses. I also said before that all his injuries are suppressed by drugs, and this drug has a time limit. Although I don't know how long the time limit is, but It is estimated that it will be soon..."

"Can you make that kind of medicine?"

Long Yan was slightly taken aback, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said with a downcast face: "How could I have such a vicious thing." While speaking, his hands were not idle, treating the wound, reconnecting the broken bone, But he no longer acted softly with pity as before, as if what was in his hand was just a piece of meat, and he was allowed to turn it over and over again.

The man may have been hurt by the pain, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and he let out a very light slap from his mouth.

Naser, who was standing by the side, felt even more irritable: "Can't you be gentle?"

Long Yan suddenly felt amused: "What? Master Nassar has also begun to sympathize with sinners?"

Nasser gritted his teeth and said, "Are you responsible for killing me?"

"They're going to die anyway, aren't they?" After treating the wound, Long Yan brought the medicine juice he had prepared, dragged his hand behind the man's head and lifted his head, and poured the medicine juice into it without saying a word .

After all, the other party was a seriously injured person, let alone moving his fingers, even drinking the medicine was a difficult task, so the medicine juice that he hadn't swallowed in time overflowed with his cough.

Naser finally couldn't help but grabbed the medicine bowl and said, "I don't know what you're angry with, anyway, stand aside for me."

Long Yan was pushed to the side, and stood beside him with his arms crossed with a sneer.

Nasser took the spoon and began to feed him mouthful.

"Just now, what did you say that his eyes couldn't see?"

The medicine bowl bottomed out, and Naser frowned silently at the pale face.

After Long Yan took his pulse again to make sure there was nothing serious, he continued to work on various medicinal herbs while answering Nasser's question.

"Thousands of poisons are not so much a medicine as a rare poison."

"Is that what you said earlier?"

Naser put the man back on the bed, and when his eyes touched his pale and emaciated body, he couldn't help revealing complicated emotions that he didn't even notice. Finally, his conscience realized that he took a thin quilt to wrap him up, and hugged him with the quilt in his arms. After going to the imperial concubine chair next to him, he ordered his servants to come in and clean up the mess.

Long Yan nodded and said: "I only heard from my father about this kind of poison. It was refined by a pharmacist in southern Xinjiang for seven to forty-nine days 500 years ago. It was used on soldiers who went out to improve their health. The combat effectiveness of the soldiers, but the compound effect that appeared later made the emperor of southern Xinjiang very angry and ordered the drug to be banned."

"Then why is it here?"

Long Yan glanced at him sideways: "How do I know? That Old King Wushang has too many secrets, who knows how he got it."

"The complex effect you said also includes sight and sound?"

"Qianzhen, to put it bluntly, it is to improve the strength of the human body. It only takes one dose to achieve unexpected effects, but to put it bluntly, it is just a puppet."

Long Yan glanced at Nasser lightly, and sure enough, he saw the expected expression on his face, he chuckled and continued: "People who drink this medicine will not only increase their abilities, but also lose their abilities. The most basic thing is human emotions. If a person has no emotions, he is like a puppet, which is manipulated and manipulated by people who prescribe drugs, but his subconsciousness still exists, but he cannot resist orders, because he has lost the basic Feeling, so you can’t even feel the pain, as time goes by...the body will get closer and closer to the doll, some people may lose their hearing, and some people may slowly lose their vision...I think his eyes are exactly because of this."

Naser suddenly stroked his forehead and let out a sneer, his tall and slender body suddenly felt weak, he stepped back a few steps and leaned against the wall and laughed.

Long Yan sighed and said: "But when I healed him, I found that he was not completely blind, at least he could still see vague shadows. If he stopped using Qian Zhen, he might recover..." Before he finished speaking, Naser looked at himself with a smile that was uglier than crying, "Naser, what's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

Nasser shook his head lightly: "No, no, no, I just think it's ridiculous. My father and I have been fighting with a blind man, and we were almost hacked to death several times. A puppet... Don't you think it's not funny? Haha Ha ha……"

He smiled emotionlessly, like laughing and crying.

Long Yan could understand Nasser's current mood very well.

The object of revenge was only a puppet manipulated by others, and the feeling of having nowhere to vent his hatred almost made him collapse. He just needed an outlet to vent the hatred he had suppressed for 20 years.

"If the drug is stopped, will his feelings recover?"

"That's for sure, but... so what if he recovers? The pain you inflicted on him is not fair, and those sins should not be entirely his."

How could Naser not understand what Long Yan said?

only……

"It's come to this point, I can't let go, and he can't run away..." Nasser took a deep breath, stood up straight and hugged him from the couch, "There are still three days left, watch him carefully, Just this time, if he survives, let him go."

"Nather..."

"I know it's not fair to take all the hate out on him, but...he has to suffer."

"..."

"Long Yan, regarding that Qianzhen, it will be completely destroyed after the matter of the Wood Wolf Clan is over."

"Yes."

"I still have something to do. I will send someone to pick him up in three days."

Long Yan watched Naser's lonely back leave and couldn't help but sighed. In fact, what he wanted to say just now was that it would be better to kill him than to let him go. He regained all his feelings, but he couldn't forget that a person who is in pain is more uncomfortable to live than to die.

Pain, it hurts everywhere, even if he is just lying quietly without doing anything, those stubborn pains are still haunting him, if he dies, will it not hurt?

"You are not allowed to die without my order, you won't die, you can't die, understand? Otherwise you know what I will do to your mother."

Mother, yes, he still has his mother, the only one who loves him and treats him well.

"Thank you for saving me."

"What's your name?"

By the way, there is also him, he said he would come to pick him up, he said let him wait for him.

"My mother told me to burn, to burn..."

The warmth of that person's embrace made him fascinated, and he even forgot his identity. His voice was like a spell, purifying his heart. He was willing to wait for him, no matter how long...

"You bitch, as mean as that woman, do you want to ruin my hard-earned country?"

No, it's not like that, I don't have it, why do you just blindly blame me for everything?

"Since you like men so much, enjoy yourself here."

What happened after that?

What happened? ?

There was a blank in his mind and eyes, but the feeling from his body made him feel sick, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free from the annoying shackles, no one would come to rescue him, no one would hear his cries for help, even if he didn't See, he also knew something terrible was happening to him.

"Hmph, it's really dirty... Do you want such a person?"

"How about it? Want to see how dirty you are?"

No...don't, don't do this to me.

Is it still him in the mirror?Pale and embarrassing, his whole body was bruised, and a disgusting white liquid was flowing out from the almost incontinent place that was being played with behind him. The slightly swollen lower abdomen was bursting with cramps, and it was probably full.

"Haha..." He didn't know why he was laughing, but he felt that he couldn't cry, so he could only laugh with his eyes wide open. His body was kicked to the ground, and a big foot was stepped on his lower abdomen, and the severe pain suddenly It spread to every cell in his body, and something warm flowed out, making him want to die.

Dirty, completely dirty, how can he keep his vow with that person?

After that, he didn't know where he was thrown. He only knew that someone was tormenting him day and night. His body was in pain, but it made him feel a lot more relaxed. At least he could temporarily forget the pain from his heart. come the pain.

"Umm..."

Something was poured into his mouth, the bitter, bloody taste made him want to vomit.

"Drink it obediently. From today on, you will wear the black armor instead of me. Without my permission, you are not allowed to die, otherwise... I will make your mother's life worse than death."

Do not……

Why do you do this to me?

Am I not your child?

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