As the words fell, Fake Yuzi stared stubbornly at the man in front of her, her eyes red and her eyes extremely firm.
Han Baiyi was holding a knife, kneeling on her, looking at her with his head lowered.
Feng remained motionless.
The murderer will always be killed. Faced with the fake imperial son who wants to kill the imperial child, Han Baiyi naturally has no need to show mercy.
However, rather than killing her directly, it would be better to save her life and use it to...torture more information, which is obviously more valuable.
Besides, he, Han Baiyi, is just a passerby possessed by a wolf and immersed in this cruel world.
Whether he is an imperial son or a fake imperial son, Ashina, Yinglong, Immortal Peak Master, all of these are insignificant to him and have little value.
His purpose in coming in at the beginning was just to find some ways to become stronger, so as to gain the power to protect himself in the reality of spiritual energy recovery.
If it weren't for the fact that he didn't know whether he could continue to obtain the identity of a wolf the next time he entered this world, Han Baiyi could have quit the game at any time.
But for a good game, if you play it for a long time, you will become addicted.
After staying in this world for a while, Han Baiyi himself was also affected by this world.
Tough on the inside but soft on the outside, a persevering Miko.
Genichiro Ashina who dedicated everything to his family and country.
The Buddhist sculptor who committed suicide.
The eternal truth of death and resurrection.
The armored swordsman who was reduced to ashes, Gus.
If you really immerse yourself in this world, you will find that these characters are not as rigid as game AI at all, but just like real people.
They have hearts, livers, and feelings.
In this case, even if Han Baiyi followed the principle of staying close and instinctively stood on Yuzi's side, he would still want to know the unknown experiences behind the fake Yuzi.
Of course, the main reason is because the fake Miko looks good!!
This world where appearance is paramount is really hopeless.
Han Baiyi grabbed the fake Yuzi's hat and wiped it on her face a few times. He also tied her hands with the hat and tied them tightly. Then he tore a section of the fake Yuzi's skirt and tied it with a strip of cloth.
Start tying up the upper body.
"The world is so big, you also want to go to Kangkang?"
"It's quite a beautiful thought."
Fake Yuzi struggled hard with a stubborn look on her face, but was pinned to the ground by Han Baiyi's hand, unable to move.
After he was tied up with his unique binding technique, Han Baiyi stood up and looked down at the fake prince.
"Don't worry about what you want to do, you are my prisoner now."
"Killing people to pay debts and paying debts is a matter of course."
"Now, even if you have attempted murder, if you answer my questions properly, I will spare your life."
"If you plan to resist being strict, I will put you in a small dark room and do this and that until you are willing to answer the questions."
"You can choose one yourself."
Fake Yuzi was pressed to the ground, raised her head, glanced at him contemptuously, and turned her head away disdainfully.
She was a child of change who survived countless sorrows of life and death. She grew up to seventeen years old in just three years. Her body was in pain every moment. It took her three years to forcibly accept Miko's entire memory and brain.
He is struggling in hallucinations all the time.
Being able to stay awake all the time and lie in front of Han Baiyi like a normal person, the pain he endured is inhumane.
Just torture, how could Qu Yue...
Han Baiyi pulled the rope a little.
"Hey"
Fake Yuzi suddenly screamed with her face flushed, her tied body jumped up and down like a fish that landed on the beach, trying hard to move far away, but he pulled the cloth back again.
.
As Han Baiyi pulled, the rough cloth became embedded in the soft flesh of the armpits and waist. Mi Niang, who kept struggling, suddenly groaned and laughed because of the uncontrollable itch, and her face turned red.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..Pfft..."
While laughing, she also hit the ground with her little head, the features on her little face wrinkled up, and she laughed so hard that tears flowed out.
The bluestone tile floor was smashed by her, but the fake Yuzi's fair forehead was fine. She even had some cramps from laughing. Her two little white legs that were not tied up were kicked in the air, and she was laughing so hard.
It's past.
Han Baiyi's face was expressionless.
He is like a torturer of the soul of a country that has no feelings.
Back then, in order to defeat the infinitely powerful Demon King Yang Xiaoyu, Han Baiyi had to pay the price of almost having his arm twisted off by a crossbar many times before he developed this rope binding method.
Now, this bundle of methods has finally come in handy outside the home.
I would like to declare here that the word "finally" does not have any other meaning, it just means meaning.
The fake royal child was tied up and trampled on the ground, gasping for breath and shaking wildly.
Han Baiyi tugged on the rope with an indifferent expression.
"Then why don't you tell me?"
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...No, don't say it!!"
"...I, Huhu... I am laughing to death! I can't even say a word hahaha..."
"It's really rare to see a stubborn kid like you these days."
As he spoke, Han Baiyi took out a dog's tail grass from his waist that he didn't know where.
Holding the rope with one hand, and grabbing one of the fake Miko's feet with the other hand.
Mi Niang felt a chill running up her spine from the soles of her feet, and she shivered all over. She was about to hide away, but Han Baiyi grabbed her ankle.
Unable to move.
Dark room, secret room, candlelight, in front of the Buddha statue.
A man with a knife held the ankle of a tightly tied nun, and the woman moaned hard, almost laughing until she could not breathe.
"You...what are you going to do..."
The fake Yuzi's little body trembled and asked Han Baiyi in a low voice, like a puppy abandoned by its owner, whining and growling, but unable to become fierce.
The dog's tail grass wandered around on Han Baiyi's fingertips. Several times, the fluff on the tips almost rubbed against the soles of her feet.
Every time the fluff scratched, Fake Yuzi shivered all over.
Han Baiyi grabbed the fake Yuzi's little foot and kept a pensive expression, as if he was thinking about what Michelangelo should carve on this little foot.
Gradually, the lush fine hairs of the dog's tail grass gradually approached Mi Niang's soles, little by little, little by little.
Fake Yuzi lowered her head and squinted her eyes, but then opened a crack, waiting for the end to come.
As time passed by, the pressure in her heart became heavier and heavier. The strength of the steel-like lock on her ankle did not change at all, and her calf could not be pulled out no matter how hard she tried.
Fake Yuzi gritted his teeth.
Suddenly, she stopped moving.
Han Baiyi looked at her with a bright smile on his face.
Fake Miko's face turned black with anger.
"That's enough, stop teasing me!" She said angrily, "Don't you just want to know the secret of Xianfeng?"
"sure!"
"Take me out and let me walk around this world before I die, and I will tell you everything."
"Otherwise, you might as well kill me on the spot. Even if I die laughing, I won't say a word."
As he said that, Fake Yuzi suddenly put on a sarcastic smile: "But, as promised in advance...if you take me out, you may be attacked by the Sakura Dragon at any time. Although it can't go down to the world by itself, there are so many sludges.
Adding beautiful monsters is no joke."
Han Baiyi squatted beside her and slapped her thigh.