Luo An'an sneered, Wuhou's gaze was always wandering when he spoke, how could she believe his nonsense!

It seems that if you don't torture him, this person is not honest!

An Baobao curled the corner of his lips on the left side, and silently saw a stream of powder enter Wuhou's lungs with his breathing. After a while, An Baobao stepped back almost, and simply let go of Wuhou.

Wuhou immediately broke free and laughed indignantly: "Dead eunuch, there is a way in heaven and heaven that you don't take, but you still come to die." Today I will make you regret coming into this world!"

"Really?" An Baobao raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "You are coming!"

"I'm still hard-mouthed when I'm dying, look at my ......"

Wuhou raised his hand angrily, but it stopped abruptly in the next second, and the whole person was stunned.

"How come, how come!" Wuhou looked at his hands in a panic, and then looked at "Fifth Fei" angrily: "Poisonous woman, what have you done to me!"

"Oops-" Fifth Fei sighed: "I've never seen the fish on the chopping board and still have the confidence to shout, Wuhou, can't you see your situation clearly?"

After speaking, a certain gloomy cloth laid an enchantment, and then caught Wuhou in the dark room in Steward Liu's memory.

There were all kinds of bloody torture instruments stored inside, so much so that An Baobao smelled a disgusting smell of corpses as soon as he opened the room, and unsurprisingly, there was a broken corpse lying on the ground.

The first thing Luo An'an saw was a blood-stained embroidery needle, and at the same time, she also saw the embroidery sewn raw on human skin.

"Human skin embroidery, five thick, do you want to tell me whether the human skin embroidery is sewn directly on the human body, or peel out a whole piece of skin first and then sew?" An Baobao turned his head to look at the five thick who was trembling on the side, and pretended to be surprised: "What are you afraid of, these are not your favorite and most cordial things?

That's right, every torture instrument here is a treasure of Wuhou's beloved. But now he was naturally afraid to apply the same thing to him.

What's more, now he has been sealed with spiritual power, which can be regarded as powerless.

"Don't, don't touch me, I said, concubine, I'll say anything!"

But Luo An'an's expression was extremely indifferent: "But I don't want to hear it now." Wuhou, do you tell me that the human skin embroidery is the world tattooing on clothes, or do you want to peel human skin first?"

"Concubine, do we have to be like this?" Wuhou struggled to death: "I, I'm sincere to you, really." ”

At this time, An Baobao's patience was completely exhausted: "Don't say yes, it's like trying the effect on a living person." ”

After speaking, the needle and thread fluttered in the air, mercilessly piercing into the five thick skins, sewing the blood-red thread into the flesh little by little. In the dark room, I remembered the familiar crying again, but this time it was Wuhou himself who was crying.

By the time all the cords were used up, the back of the five thicks was already a blur of flesh and blood. An Baobao was very happy to watch.

"Wuhou, what do you see what I sew?" Luo An'an poked his throat with his sword.

Wuhou looked at the mirror behind him, and all the red flesh reflected from the mirror was red, and the cord was also red, so he couldn't tell what it was. And Wuhou, with a great desire to survive, finally saw that it was the prototype of a bird.

"Yes, it's a duck. Five thick gasps in pain, but he didn't dare to ignore Luo An'an's problem at all.

"Nonsense!" An Baobao said angrily: "This is clearly a magpie, what kind of eyes do you have!"

Beasts in the space: Actually, we think it's a duck too.