In the dark night, I saw the disciples of the Hell Gate wearing black robes one by one, like lonely souls walking at night, walking towards the vast mansion one by one.

The mansion was old and eerie, especially when the "monsters" in black robes walked in.

I saw that there were two rows of disciples from hell standing in the courtyard, and at a cursory glance, there were no less than dozens of people.

Why did Hell Gate dispatch so many masters this time?

What exactly do they want to do?

Looking further inside, I saw a low woman standing in the middle of the house, her face pale and bloodless, her eyes dark and sharp, standing motionless, and beside her was another strange woman of similar ugliness to her, except that this woman was more terrible, and looked more eerie, and there was a black mole on her chin.

"Eldest sister, when will the master arrive?" I heard the low woman next to me suddenly ask at this time.

The woman called the eldest sister, wearing a black mole on her chin, looked at the black starry sky in that gloomy sky, and said in an extremely strange and sharp voice, "It's almost ......"

Master?

"Darkness is finally coming. The eldest sister who was standing there suddenly looked at the endless black curtain and laughed weirdly.

In the room behind them, there were two other secret doors.

I saw that around the secret door stood a few disciples of the Hell Gate who were also guarded, as if there was something extremely discreet in the house.

I looked closely, but I saw that the door was tightly closed, and what was there in it?

"Open the door. Suddenly, an eerie voice came out of the mouth of the woman with the black mole on her face.

She was followed by another low-slung woman.

As her voice spoke, the two disciples of the Hell Gate at the door of the room opened the door vigorously, and as soon as the door opened, a pungent smell of blood poured out from inside.

The woman with a black mole on her face in front of her walked in step by step.

But he said that there was not only the smell of blood in this secret door, but also the faint sound of breathing could be heard......

Because the light inside is dim, only a dim light bulb hangs in the air, so when you enter, you can't see everything in the room clearly.

The only thing that could be seen was that on the left side stood two shirtless naked men, standing there with hideous faces.

Next to these two huge bears was an iron black table with blood-stained knives, daggers, and bloody whips......

Torture chamber?

In such a place that looks like a torture cell, who are being held?

I looked closely, but I saw that in the most remote corner, there was a man covered in blood who was hanging alive, his whole body was completely covered in blood...... Traces flowed down his chest, and it was as if none of his body were intact, all tortured alive.

His head was deeply downcast...... Unable to see his face clearly, he hung his head as if he was dead, and his whole body was hanging alive.

And he only has one hand!

After the two ugly women walked in, they took the lead in looking coldly at the man in front of them, who was covered in blood.

Then one of the women asked.

"Is she dead?"

As she asked coldly, one of the shirtless bears hurriedly said, "No, it's not dead." ”

"It's good if he's not dead, and if he's dead, you don't want to live. The ugly woman said with a sneer.

The shirtless man turned pale in an instant.

"Wake him up for me......" the woman with the mole on her face suddenly said coldly.

After she said this, the big bear man in front of him hurriedly ran to the side, holding a bucket of cold cold water in his hand, and suddenly popped and poured it directly on the top of the hanging man's head.

The man, who had looked as if he was dead, suddenly let out a painful gasp after being splashed with cold water.

He woke up, and he really wasn't dead yet.

It's just that although he is not dead, it looks like he is dead, because his body has been completely deformed by torture, and the blood stains all over his body, mixed with cold water, can't stop flowing down.

After waking up, he couldn't stop wheezing, and his bloody body was trembling at the same time.

The two ugly women standing on the side looked at his barely breathing body and suddenly sneered.

"Dugu Evil, I really didn't expect that you would come here to die. Suddenly, the woman with a black mole on her face sneered.

Lonely evil?

Oh my God, could it be that this tortured half-dead man is a lonely evil?

After the ugly woman said a word, I saw that he was covered in blood, and slowly raised his head.

The moment his bloodied face was raised, he could really see his face clearly.

Dugu Evil is really Dugu Evil.

Oh my God, how did this Dugu evil get caught here?

(It turned out that Dugu Xie had been disheartened since the sword was broken, and he was determined to leave his brothers, but he did not give up revenge, he wanted revenge, revenge, even if it was death, he had to avenge Li Tian, so he risked his life to break into here alone, and one person was finally defeated after killing 10-20 disciples of the Hell Gate...... Then he was trapped here, tortured, and now he has no skin, and the whole person looks like a bloody person, gasping there)

There was hatred in his eyes, hatred that destroyed the world, but he couldn't do anything.

"It is said that you are alone and evil, and today, I have really seen it. ”

The woman with the black mole on her face said as she sneered with a miserable white hand, gently stroking the slightest wound on the Dugu demon's body.

"Bastard...... You demons...... Sooner or later...... Sooner or later, you will go to hell......" Dugu Evil gasped with difficulty, spitting blood in his mouth and cursing the two extremely vicious women in front of him.

"To hell?"

"It's a pity that even if we were going to hell, you would go to hell before us. The woman suddenly sneered.

Dugu's evil eyes were about to pop out, and the blood all over his body couldn't stop trembling and struggling, but it was so futile.

"Do you still want to struggle, do you still want to escape?" the woman with the mole on her face suddenly sneered, and as she said this, one of her hands had already burrowed into Duguxie's flesh.

Blood flowed down her arm, and Dugu Xie endured the heart-piercing pain, and his body trembled in that violent spasm.