subordinates dare not

Along with the pain, there are endless terrifying nightmares——

"Come on, eat it."

A pair of big hands pinched Bian Qingyu's chin, and the brocade cuffs covering his wrists had exquisite embroidery patterns. He used a soft and seductive tone, but his movements were rough like a mountain butcher, forcefully slamming a pill the size of a soybean. stuffed into his mouth.

Both hands and feet were bound by Wannian black iron chains, Bian Qingyu had no strength to resist, and was forced to swallow and cough several times.

"Don't be afraid, it's poison." The man in brocade robe squatted down and straightened the sweaty temple hair of Bian Qingyu, who was kneeling on the ground, "This poison occurs about every 30 days, and the body is very fragile when the poison occurs. , the ability to resist damage will also be at the freezing point, but to say that it is particularly difficult, it is not always the case.”

"This poison does not suppress one's skill and does not affect one's practice. Apart from causing unbearable pain, it also has another effect. The poison is mixed with ingredients similar to aphrodisiacs. If you do not do anything in the past three days before the poison occurs, it will only The pain caused by the poisonous hair will be more intense. At the same time, the hands and feet are very soft when the poisonous hair climaxes. Basically, I am at my mercy and cannot resist. If I have sex within three days before the poisoned hair The pain is no different than a mosquito sting - almost negligible."

"As long as you lie under me forever and ever, so that you can completely get rid of the poisonous hair."

……

As soon as the picture turned, Bian Qingyu saw himself in ragged clothes running in despair on the street, staggering, as if he was about to fall to the ground in the next moment.

The old bustard sneered from behind, "I'm afraid he is another lunatic, penniless, and wants to come to our brothel to have fun?"

Confused, he turned a deaf ear to it, but his eyes were blurred, and he muttered to himself: "I can't let myself fall, I want to live, but I don't want to live like a walking dead..."

I saw Bian Qingyu's expression changed suddenly, he was tortured by the pain and curled up, his whole body was trembling, his eyebrows were tangled together, he clenched his teeth, the only thing within reach was the material of the sleeves, which was tightly grasped by both hands , filling the palm of his hand, he felt a little more at ease, then loosened the cotton and linen cloth with one hand, and took out the only small knife for self-defense with the last bit of reason left.

The tip of the knife pierced the flesh, and bright red blood oozed out.

The pain of dissection and the pain of poisonous hair are quite different. The messy red blood on the ground eased the urge to spoil the body. A triumphant smile, "You still underestimated my endurance."

……

The sky gradually turned blue, and finally black. The moon "half covered its face" behind the clouds. Pass.

Bian Qingyu woke up leisurely, and glanced out the window, it was already the beginning of human determination.

It's been so long since I slept.

Bian Qingyu remembered that when he completely lost his sanity, he was sweating profusely, and his body seemed to be drenched in a light rain. When he woke up, the sweat was dry and his clothes were sticking to his body. of excruciating pain.

He has been tortured by this poison for nearly 200 years.

Thinking of this, the dusty fragments of the nightmare scrambled to reappear in front of his eyes. Bian Qingyu moved his numb legs, lifted the brocade quilt covering himself, and recovered from these suffocating past events. ponder.

Only the weak are addicted to the past, there are countless things that need to be dealt with immediately, and it is necessary to distinguish which is more important.

After sitting on the bed to meditate and adjust breath, Bian Qingyu knew that this injury might take another month to heal, so he circulated the true energy in his body and dredged several stagnant blood vessels. Then Bian Qingyu raised his sword Pushed open the door.

He wanted to go back to the Tianshu Sect first.

When forming an alliance with the Tianquan faction before, Wei Chuge gave Bian Qingyu a token as a pass. Although it is easy to go out from the main gate, Bian Qingyu is not sure whether Wei Chuge will be able to do so after he and Wei Chuge parted ways. Also send someone to stop him.

But unexpectedly, Bian Qingyu went all the way unimpeded. When he entered the gate of Tianshu Sect, Bian Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and no one came to stop him.

Bian Qingyu had just stepped into the blue bricks on the ground of the Tianshu sect when he bumped into an elder who was walking in a hurry, it was elder Qiyu, with a group of disciples behind him.

When Elder Qiyu saw Bian Qingyu, it seemed that the leaderless army saw the general, and hurriedly said: "You are back, the leader!"

Bian Qingyu frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Elder Qiyu said anxiously: "There is an accident in the guest room on the mountainside of Linshan, and all members of the Chiyan Gang have been killed!"

"what?!"

Bian Qingyu hurriedly asked: "Who is the perpetrator?"

"I don't know, the Tianquan faction, the Kaiyang faction and the quack warriors living in the guest room are all chasing after us. Those killers will definitely not be able to escape our pursuit!"

Bianqingyu, Elder Qiyu, and all the disciples sent by Tianshu went down the mountain together. The sound of weapons colliding became clearer and shocking as they went down. There are no equals in crying.