Just when Hong Xiaolin was about to say something, he saw Liu Yinghuang running over with the girl, smiling sweetly at them. Looking at Liu Yinghuang's bright and lively face, he suddenly forgot all the words he wanted to ask.
The beggar ran into an alley, arrived at an ordinary wooden door, pushed the door open and rushed in.
He staggered, fell to the ground, got up with difficulty, and roared as hard as he could, but his voice became smaller and smaller, "What's my name? What's my name? Tell me."
He ran, and then when he reached the corridor, he fell hard to the ground with a thump. He was still staring at the people on the corridor.
Sitting on a wooden chair in the corridor was a young man dressed in purple. The man's features were picturesque and he was too handsome to be human, but his handsomeness contained a certain evil spirit, which made him look even more alluring.
The corner of his lips curled up slightly, he glanced at the beggar on the ground, and said with a smile: "Xiao Che, your name is Xiao Che. How about it? Is it fun to lose all your limbs?"
The beggar was chanting, Xiao Che, Xiao Che? My name is Xiao Che?
"No, no, my name is not Xiao Che. You are Xiao Che's bastard. My name is not Xiao Che. What is my name? What is my name? No, no, no, I am not Xiao Che. By the way, I am Xiao Xian!
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Suddenly his eyes were filled with light, and he jumped up and shouted, "I am Xiao Xian, I am Xiao Xian."
"I am Xiao Xian, I am not Xiao Che. Xiao Che is the emperor, I am not the emperor, I am Xiao Xian..."
Chu Ting raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, "Yes, you are Xiao Xian, you are Xiao Xian."
Xiao Che, who was on the ground, was still shouting, and then he suddenly felt a burst of power. He suddenly fell to the ground, his limbs slowly stiffened, and he was so frightened that he began to struggle.
That kind of rigidity made him unable to resist. It started from his fingertips and spread up bit by bit, slowly invading his throat and making him unable to speak. He could only lie straight on the ground. In the end, he seemed to be frozen.
Human beings are generally unable to move at all. Except for their brains that are still spinning, everything else has become rigid.
Chu Ting smiled proudly, "How about it? The medicine I made is very good. It won't really kill you, but it can also make you experience that feeling."
Seeing that Xiao Che was speechless, he smiled and said: "It's a pity, there is still a disadvantage. It makes you slowly become stupid. It's really fun to be aware of this kind of torture in the beginning."
At that time, Xiao Che still knew that he was Xiao Che, knew this kind of pain, knew the pain and stiffness that seemed to eat away bit by bit in his body, and the kind of despair and pleading when being tortured, it really made Chu Ting feel
It's very satisfying.
Unfortunately, as time went by, the medicine also eroded his brain, making him a little stupid. He actually thought he was Xiao Xian. It seemed that in his subconscious, he had always wanted Xiao Xian to be like this.
Chu Ting smiled, stood up, and said to a small blue and white jar next to him: "After staying here for so long, it's time for us to leave."
As he spoke, he picked up the small jar and placed it on his chest, stood up and left slowly. Behind him, Xiao Che lay stiffly on the ground, but no one paid attention to it.
After Chu Ting tortured him, he felt that the anger in his heart had subsided, and naturally he no longer cared about what happened next. He smiled slightly, lowered his head and whispered softly at the door: "The next thing is when I pay you back.
The two of us will find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, open a cave, and I will recite the rebirth mantra for you for the rest of your life. In the next life, you will be reborn as a good child and live a safe and prosperous life, and I, Chu Ting, will repay you."
As he spoke, he held the blue and white jar in one hand, swinging it casually with the other, took long steps, and floated away.
The wind is blowing, the fallen leaves are fluttering, and the purple under the white clouds in Qingtian is getting lighter and lighter.
