original intention

On a March day, peach blossoms abounded. Amidst the expanses of pink, a hexagonal stone path winds its way to the lush greenery, but there is a whole piece of natural huge shell in the air, during which continuous drops of water fall intermittently. It was actually a water curtain. Behind the water curtain, three exquisite houses were quietly located. The courtyard was full of flowers and lush, but at first glance it looked like a women's boudoir.

The interior is a different scene, the gloomy hall looks very empty, a silver lamp and a bean light make the man sitting on the top wearing a pure black satin robe look more sinister, his face looks pale and ghostly, making him One couldn't help feeling fearful, but the soft and boneless girl nestled in his arms still whispered in his arms as if she was used to the coldness of men.

On the ground as smooth as jade, there is a person lying halfway, but at the age of fifteen or sixteen years old, at this moment, clutching his chest and abdomen, he seems to be curled up and lying on his knees. Because of the pain, there was a layer of water mist, and dense layers of fine sweat appeared on the forehead. The pain was unbearable, but he bit his lips without making a sound.

The middle-aged man at the top seemed to have exhausted his patience, and he sneered: "I can't control myself...Suddenly, my left hand condensed a momentum, and was about to kill the boy kneeling on the ground with a palm, when suddenly the door opened, accompanied by A young man broke into the room in the night air. He was dressed in white clothes and dragged the ground. His jade-like black hair was scattered on the shoulders and neck of the white robe. The fairy-like clothes wrapped around his thin body. On his porcelain-white face, his eyes were sharp and piercing. Entering the hall, he knelt down straight and upright, seemingly clever and obedient, "Father, I heard someone upset you?"

The expression on the face of the middle-aged man above was a little paused, slightly restrained, but always cold, "It's just a disobedient little thing."

The young man who came in glanced at the boy who was kneeling and curled up on one side, as if intentionally or unintentionally, and met his four eyes inadvertently. The kneeling boy seemed to see a trace of unbearable resentment in that person's eyes.

"Why are you disobedient?"

"Relying on a little shabby skill, trying to escape from this impenetrable Qingxuan Palace."

Enduring the pain, the young man curled up on the side listened to Leng Sensen's words, he couldn't help feeling angry and bitter in his heart, only hating himself for being incompetent.

The young man who came in giggled lightly as if he had heard such ordinary words: "Father, don't worry. Since he is disobedient, leave it to the child. Don't get angry over such a trivial matter." The words were understated , but with a bit of firmness, the clear eyes are boldly and firmly looking directly at the man above at this moment, which is very contrary to the cuteness on his face.

The middle-aged man at the top stared at his son for a while, his slender and pale fingers whirled in the soft hair of the woman in his arms as if obsessed. Said: "Well, just listen to my son, but this little thing didn't intend to save his life. Since you are interested, I will break his tendons and tendons so that he will not be restless again, okay?"

The boy kneeling on the ground couldn't help but tremble after hearing this, and looked at the boy who entered the door as if asking for help, but the boy didn't seem to check, and he didn't move a bit, but he still saw the person's side. The hand on the waist was grasped and loosened, and the boy on the ground didn't have time to think deeply.

The young man who entered the door fixed his eyes, quietly concealed some emotions, and said obediently: "Once it is up to father to make the decision, the child will retire."

After finishing speaking, he calmly called out, "Ah Fu, drag him to Aunt Deng's place, and get rid of his tendons and hamstrings." After finishing speaking, Shi Shi ran away, and the brocade robe slipped past the young man beside him, silky and smooth, It seemed to give the young man on the ground some inappropriate warmth.

Ah Fu mentioned the young man with disgust on his face, Ah Fu was unhappy, why did the young palace master touch the palace master's Ni Lin in the middle of the night for this person, are there not many people who died in the hands of the palace master in Qingxuan Palace?

The young palace master came out and saw two or three people waiting outside the door, with flattering faces waiting to ask for credit, his heart became even more annoyed, his eyes were full of hostility, and his beautiful thin lips were filled with hostility. The breath was sinister and evil, and the murderous look in the eyes stood out. One of his hands turned into sharp claws, and he flew towards those people with both hands. At the moment, those people had no time to show their frightened expressions. The next moment, their necks snapped like a broken kite. Leaving behind the terrified hideousness on the distorted face.

The Young Palace Mistress shook off the bloody neck in disgust, "These people died so easily."

Ah Fu carried the boy in his hand, his heart trembled, Ah Jin was getting more and more moody.

Looking at the young man who was slipping away, he held his breath in his heart again, and exerted more force on his hands, pity the internal injuries of that young man, and watched that seemingly well-behaved young man cruelly take someone's life in the blink of an eye. Painful and disgusting even worse, the old devil and the little devil really got together.

The deeper the dew, the Buddha Temple is located in a smoky environment, the moonlight shines into the sky, the green bamboo sea stretches, and there are several huts in succession.

Arriving at the Buddha Temple, Ah Fu knocked on the door angrily, "Open the door for me!"

A little girl rubbed her sleepy eyes, but opened the door quickly, and waited for a woman in her thirties to come out. The woman had soft eyebrows and soft eyes, which was incompatible with this scene and the Demon Cult.

Impatient, Ah Fu threw the young man on the ground, and said: "Aunt Deng, the palace master has ordered to pick this guy's tendons and hamstrings, so he will do it immediately."

Aunt Deng glanced sideways at the boy, sighed slightly, and said nothing, took out the silver scissors delicate knife in twos and twos, gently pulled the boy's trembling body, without using sesame powder, went straight down with the knife, deep into the flesh, the knife marks were delicate but Feeling the rough rubbing against the bone marrow, the young man shrank in pain, his teeth chattering, but he didn't cry out.

But without waiting for him to adapt to the excruciating pain, the tip of the knife groped for the tiny veins, and carefully picked out the blade. The blade slanted slightly, and there was a barely audible sound of cutting, and large beads of cold sweat oozed from the boy's forehead. , with a distorted handsome face, he finally couldn't bear to let out the miserable cry of dying, his whole body trembled non-stop, Aunt Deng kept her bare hands until all the tendons in her limbs were broken, and the people under her hand were left drenched in cold sweat, as if in a coma But it hurts like death...

Aunt Deng frowned, and was about to order the little girl to fetch the analgesic pills, but saw A Fu grabbing the young man again, and smiled grumpily, "Guess, just save some good pills, it's just the Young Palace Master's order." Those who were rescued from the palace lord at will are nothing serious, and those precious medicines are not needed." After saying that, he left like a gust of wind.

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