His touch caused Shen Yanshu's body to tremble, and the cold sweat on her forehead ran down, but more of it was fear. His slightly cold hands lingered on her neck, like a knife that was being used from time to time. On her neck, it could kill her at any time
Only then did she deeply realize the horror of death.
The masked man felt the trembling of Shen Yanshu in his arms and the fear in her eyes and said sarcastically: "What's wrong? Are you scared?"
Shen Yanshu gritted his teeth and still stared at him stubbornly: "What do you want?"
"I've already said it, I want to see your final level of sorrow." These words sounded a bit insincere. It was just that Shen Yanshu wanted to have him executed by Ling Chi, so he didn't hear the trace of suspicion in his words. tone
Shen Yanshu replied coldly: "I also said, you won't have a chance."
It's over. She feels that the poison in her body is getting more and more powerful. If it continues like this, she really can't stand it anymore.
When Shen Yanshu was thinking about what to do, the back of her head was released. Before she could realize what was happening, her body suddenly rose into the air and fell into a "cold" embrace.
Shen Yanshu knew that the man holding her was a masked man. She wanted to ask him to let her down, but her mouth already tasted bloody bitterness. She was afraid that she would spit out painful moans as soon as she opened her mouth.
This will only make him more proud
The masked man picked up Shen Yanshu, jumped up lightly, and took Shen Yanshu into the air. Shen Yanshu couldn't open his eyes in pain, and could only feel the sound of wind whistling by his ears from time to time.
Soon, she landed on a soft and familiar ****
She didn't know why she felt familiar here, and she didn't want to open her eyes and see the masked man's painful and proud smile when he saw her.
As before, she turned over her body silently, with her back to him. She clutched the quilt tightly, burying all her moans in the quilt and swallowing them back. She had already experienced nine poisonous attacks, and some Experienced
The masked man had been watching Shen Yanshu's every move. Every painful look she had was caught in his black eyes. Seeing her pain, he was not as surprised as he imagined.
He began to feel that her thoughts were being controlled by her. Many times, her stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat would suddenly pop into his mind, but he didn't know why.
He admitted that he sent people to watch her because he wanted to see her die in pain. The reason was that she offended the people in his Heavenly Demon Palace by her meddling in others' affairs. He would definitely make her life worse than death, and Shen Yanshu would not do that either. exception
Shen Yanshu knew that the masked man had been sitting next to her. The sunken bed was the best proof that the sunken spot was like a downward slope with gravity. She didn't dare to move, for fear that if she moved, she would fall if she didn't pay attention. Rolled downhill...in his arms
After the poison has passed
Feeling calm in her body, Shen Yanshu breathed a sigh of relief, but she did not dare to relax too much because she had not forgotten that there was a ghostly Lord of the Demon Palace next to her.
"Why don't you leave?" After enjoying the "torture show" of living people, it's time to leave?
The masked man smiled indifferently, but the words he spat out were still as cold as frost: "You really know that I am the one who brought you back after all. I should always say thank you."