The crotch of my pants can't be hard, paralyzed, and can't be hard for twenty days, if I don't rescue the Lantai herring in twenty days, I will become a eunuch, and I will not be hard for the rest of my life, I can only use my fingers to snap with the girl, I cǎo you Lantai herring, you are more uncomfortable than killing me. Fastest updates

But I still have a fucking problem to face, I have to meet the murder king, who is he?89The person who came down from the turmoil should be locked up in the capital, why was he locked up in the third prison? Killed so many people, and they were not eaten bullets, is there any big secret about this person?

There are a lot of messy questions going back and forth in my mind, and besides, will he kill me? I can't even kill the herring fish, so I definitely can't kill the killer king. This time flies so slowly.

Hey, why is there no light? There is no light at all in this section of the corridor that is almost 100 meters long, what is this? The power is off, I look back, there is no power off, the back is bright.

"Well, go in by yourself, and when you get to the end, you see a person inside. "One of the guards pushed me on the back, and I noticed that his voice was shaking, and his face was even more terrifying than seeing a ghost.

"You, get in. Another prison guard also said to me, with a very frightened look in his eyes.

"Remember, boy, if the Killer King asks you who sent you in, you will say that you went in, not that we are the prison guards. A prison guard said again.

Aren't the prison guards all very awesome? Why are you so scared now?

"Let's go, let's go, or the King of Murder will be angry. ”

The three prison guards fled, as if a tiger was chasing them.

After they locked the door, they breathed a sigh of relief and waved to me: "Go, go in, he wants to come out by himself, you are more troublesome." ”

Damn, I scolded fiercely in my heart, and after the three prison guards left, I directly used the key to open the handcuffs and leg irons, I don't want to be killed by the killer king in seconds.

I tiptoed towards the innermost point, and since there was no light at all, my vision was blocked, and I saw that it was only my own five fingers.

I tried not to make a sound when I walked alone, but the sound of my heartbeat was unusually clear in such a grave-like place.

The fluttering heart seemed to jump out of his throat. After about five minutes of going out of the dark, I suddenly saw a little bit of light in my eyes. The light came from the front, it should have come from the cell of the Killer King, and now I feel a little angry, I now think that humans are so smart, invented electric light, or it will scare people to death in the dark. I walked over quickly, walking, walking, I almost fell, as if I had kicked something, I crouched down, and then the faint light looked over, and then, the hairs stood up, and the head, it was actually a head.

What about his body? Just a head. I took a steady breath and said in my heart, Anzi, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the king of murder is also a human being, just better than ordinary people, don't be afraid.

But the more I said that, the more scared I felt, and finally, I ended up in that cell. The cell is quite large, but there is no decoration, unlike the Lantai herring, which has everything, just a bed, a toilet, and a table, and there is a kerosene lamp on the table.

Damn, what age, you don't install electric lights, use kerosene lamps to dry up, I'm cǎo.

"A hundred meters away, you've been walking for almost ten minutes, it's too slow, lad. A particularly ugly male voice said, this voice seemed to be sharpening a knife, I heard this voice and felt shivering, but I still saw this person.

"Come in, it's not locked. The Killer King said.

I pushed open the cell door and walked in, squeak, it seemed to be a little rusty, a man with some long hair was lying there, by the light of the kerosene lamp, I saw that his face was pale, frighteningly white, no face at all, it should be the kind of person who has not seen the sun for many years, his body is also very thin, his hands are very long, his nails are very neat, I thought he was a messy person, this is not bad. His face is more feminine, with a firm nose, and he looks like a handsome guy, although at the level of an uncle. It looked like he was almost forty years old, and he couldn't tell his age, and when he turned his head to look at me, his eyes were like wolves, and they were amazingly bright.

"Hello shower, go to the toilet, there's clean soap. The Killer King asked.

The corner of my mouth twitched, did this mean that I was going to throw soap? I resolutely refused, I resolutely did not accept, I resolutely did not go, I did not go to the bath, I did not throw soap, my body was very clean.

"Won't you take a bath?" the Killer King asked me again.

"Senior, don't wash, don't wash, I'm just here to walk around and visit. I smiled dryly and said, "You just came here when I came, everyone is a man, and they are all from the rivers and lakes." ”

"You came from the herring?"

I was shocked, how did he know?

"I can smell the smell you brought when you left, hehe, it's really strange, Zhu Yeqing will actually let you go, strange thing. The Killer King said in a somewhat strange voice, "A young man like you, she should be the favorite, let you out, I guess something happened." ”

I'd love to know, too. Why did she let me go? When she pinched my neck just now, it was a real murderous machine, but I don't know why she suddenly let go of me? When she looked at me, her eyes became strange? Could it be that there is something awesome about my body?

"Senpai, I know, you want to kill me. I said, "You don't have a murderous aura, but I can still feel it." "Can you feel it?" the Killer King asked indifferently, "It's not simple, whose disciple are you?"

"Su Jiu. I said.

Maybe he knows Su Jiu, he should know, he knows all the herring fish in the Tai, there is no reason why the king of murder doesn't know him.

In fact, I was also worried, if he was Su Jiu's enemy, then I would be in the mouth of a tiger.

"Xiao Jiu's people?" the Killer King's voice was clearly a kind of memory, "Is he okay?"

Hey, there's a play, there's a play, it's called Xiao Jiu? That's the senior, shouldn't there be any hostility towards me?

"Senior, Su Jiuye is dead. ”

"Who killed. ”

"He died of his own, a brain tumor. I said.

"So it was, that those who could kill him could be counted. The Killer King smiled, he hadn't laughed for a long time, and when he laughed, he felt very stiff and infiltrating.

"Senior, you know Su Jiu, he is my master. "I'm going to put it on right away.

"When I was in the capital, Xiao Jiu was still a little follower, hehe. The Murder King said, sighing, "I didn't die, he died first, and sure enough, it was a bad guy who has plagued him for a thousand years." ”

Could it be that the Murder King accepted Su Jiu as his younger brother?

Yes, the master of bulls is not born to be awesome, and he climbs up step by step.

"Senior, you've been here for a long time, haven't you?" I asked.

We'll answer that later. The king of murder sat up, as if he was about to fall down at any moment, and he breathed heavily, like a dying old man who had stepped into a coffin with one foot, and he opened the lid of the kerosene lamp, and said, "Stand there, blow this lamp out." ”

I was stunned, blow here?

Grass, is there a distance of three meters here?

How could I possibly blow out that kerosene lamp?

Is this clearly bullying me?

I don't know how to love my juniors at all.

"When I was your age, I was standing at a distance of five meters and blowing. The Killer King said, "You're only three meters, you're fine, you're lucky." ”

"Luckily, you're paralyzed, I'm not you. I cursed inwardly.

But I have to try, and I'm going to try to die.

I inhaled sharply, and my whole lower abdomen was sunken, as if the stomach of a person who had been hungry for a month had deflated, and the next breath, my mouth opened, and I exhaled, and a cloudy breath blew towards the kerosene lamp.

The wick seemed to have been affected a little, but it was not blown out by me in one go.

Sure enough, I didn't blow it out, I'm not a.

"It's really bad," the Killer King couldn't help but sigh and said, "The people who came in said that you were very good, and now you are very disappointed in me." ”

The Killer King said, snuffing out the kerosene lamp with his fingers.

The cell suddenly went dark.

Black, pitch black like a piece of cloth dyed with ink.

He, what does he do with the lights out?

Want to pop a chrysanthemum on me?