Dressed as a little milk cat in the arms of the villain tyrant

During the time when Chu Mo went out, Luo Chenghuan was real and didn't go anywhere, just staying quietly in the room like this.

Hearing a sudden movement outside the door, Luo Chenghuan thought at first that Chu Mo had returned.

But if you think about it carefully, how could this guy come back so soon after he had just left?

If he came back soon, he wouldn't talk so much to himself.

"something wrong."

Luo Chenghuan turned over and got out of bed, chose a very good place to hide.

This is an unobtrusive place, like a small tunnel.

"Quick! Look carefully."

Luo Chenghuan just hid in when someone rushed in.

The room suddenly became very lively, and the crackling sound resounded throughout the room.

"Why not!"

As if he didn't believe it, he searched everywhere, but he couldn't find anyone.

"Burned."

I only heard an order from the leader, and soon, the place became a sea of ​​flames.

Luo Chenghuan hid in that small tunnel, there was thick smoke everywhere, Luo Chenghuan covered his nose and mouth to prevent himself from making a single sound.

"I can't die here."

Luo Chenghuan had the courage to survive, and subconsciously groped forward.

I don't know how long it has passed, Luo Chenghuan fell down again and again, and then stood up, until now, this tunnel seems to be endless.

"who are you!"

At the moment when Luo Chenghuan was about to fall into a coma, a knife was suddenly placed in front of his eyes, which made him wake up instantly.

"Boss, isn't it an assassin?"

Another voice came from beside him.

"Take him back for strict interrogation."

Luo Chenghuan didn't remember anything after that, and when she opened her eyes again, she was woken up by the icy cold water.

"Now that you're awake, tell me who ordered you to come here."

The whip hit Luo Chenghuan's face like this, as if it would cut Luo Chenghuan's face at any moment.

Luo Chenghuan's mind is still confused, but his heart is very clear, but he can't figure out whose territory this is.

"beat."

Luo Chenghuan only heard someone say such a word in his ear, followed by a whip.The sound of howling.

"what!"

Luo Chenghuan felt that he was gone at this very moment, he was still in a daze just now, but now he is sober that he can no longer be sober.

"Gag him, noisy."

That person seemed to want to give Luo Chenghuan a bad rap, so he simply ordered someone to shut up.

"Here."

With her mouth blocked, and the whip ravaging her body unscrupulously, Luo Chenghuan only had a little bit of reason, but now she is in a daze again.

"Boss, he passed out."

Luo Chenghuan was beaten with more than a dozen whips, and he couldn't bear it at all. If he hadn't been gagged, he would have been hoarse.

"Ok?"

This person didn't seem to have thought that an assassin would be so weak, how could he pass out so easily.

"Do you want to continue fighting?"

The man turned to look at his boss.

"My master was assassinated, and I'm already very upset. This matter must be done beautifully."

He waved his hand, indicating that it is better to speak slowly, and he can't kill people in one fell swoop.

Luo Chenghuan was thrown into the dungeon like this, and when he opened his eyes again, he woke up from the cold.

This place is gloomy, there are no lights, only the faint sound of water, drop after drop, seemingly endless...

"It's so cold..."

Luo Chenghuan felt that his bone marrow was about to freeze, and he couldn't figure out why this tunnel led to a place he didn't expect.

"hiss……"

The wound on Luo Chenghuan's body was in burning pain, and he even felt that his neck was affected by the whip.

It was pitch black all around, and nothing could be seen at all. Luo Chenghuan's mental state was very poor, and even he himself could feel that he had a fever.

Luo Chenghuan kept his eyes open until he couldn't hold on any longer, and then passed out in a daze.

In the early morning of the next day, before the two people from yesterday opened the door, they saw the man in the torture room of the dungeon looking dead with his head bowed.

"It seems to have a fever."

One person went up to investigate, and saw that the person was burnt out.

"It doesn't seem like an assassin."

These two people obviously became suspicious, the assassin is not so weak, and after checking yesterday, this person has no internal strength.

"Could it be a mistake?"

Looking at unconscious people, foretells the correctness of their judgment.

"Wait for me to report to the master, and then I will make a fuss."

Just like that, Luo Chenghuan was taken out of the dungeon, and settled in an inconspicuous side sleeper, with chains on his hands connected to the head of the bed.

After being fed seven or eight times of medicine in succession, Luo Chenghuan opened his eyes on the afternoon of the third day.

"Ugh..."

The wound on his body hurts very much, and every movement is a heart-piercing pain.

"..." Where is this again?

Luo Chenghuan looked around calmly, was he saved?

Before he could finish digesting the contents in his head, he heard the sound of the door being pushed.

When Luo Chenghuan saw the person who hit him, he immediately retreated into the corner.

"How to be so active, it really is great."

The man looked at the young man huddled in the corner of the bed, and at his bruised little face, he was stunningly beautiful.

"You...don't come here..."

Luo Chenghuan was so frightened that the wounds on his body broke away and shrank into a ball.

"My yard, you still assigned me?"

The man pulled him out while speaking, and frowned slightly when he saw the blood on the snow-white clothes on his body.

"Are you an assassin?"

"Of course I am not."

Luo Chenghuan looked at the man in front of him defensively, he wouldn't feel that he was an assassin again, so he should drag himself out and beat him up again.

"Then why are you in that place?"

This is everyone's doubts. It stands to reason that there will be no survivors. How could a person emerge.

"There was a fire at home, so I hid."

Luo Chenghuan half-truthfully said that her body was in great pain, and her whole body was trembling slightly.

"Drink the medicine yourself, you'd better not lie, or you will be thrown back into the dungeon."

The man left as soon as he finished speaking.

Luo Chenghuan looked at the medicine on the table, but he still didn't drink it. He carefully supported his body and poured the medicine into the flower pot beside him.

"This person doesn't look like a good person at first glance."

Luo Chenghuan muttered and lay back on the bed again, his body was in great pain, and that person had malicious intentions, so he didn't want to take his medicine.

For several days in a row, Luo Chenghuan didn't get out of bed except to go to the toilet, and he didn't eat or move much, and his health deteriorated day by day.