The demon grass left behind by Kaziba was left alone by Diana in a room, although there were also Soth warriors outside, but in Thor's opinion, such a garrison was too weak. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He immediately ordered the warriors to transport the remaining Devil Grass to the shrine where he lived, covering it with cloth, and demarcating a separate room as a secret room for storing Devil Grass, doubling the number of men in addition to the warriors who had guarded it before.

This is where he lives on weekdays, and with his own personal care, Thor is also a lot more relieved.

The reason why these terrible poisonous weeds are wrapped in cloth is because they are afraid that the wind will blow them and spread some grass seeds and other things, and if they let this grass grow around Ujung Pandang, it will really kill themselves.

Diana said that after discovering this devil grass, Kaziba carefully searched the entire large forest, and did not find a second devil grass, and now these are all cultivated by Kaziba himself.

After setting up the devil's grass, Thor asked Diana to go into the house and get some grass.

Diana was careful throughout the process, and after finally sealing the three devil grasses, she hurriedly hid out of the house, and after some explanations from Saul, he discovered the terrible things about this plant.

Thor also arranged for someone to chop up the devil grass by hand, put it in a small pot and boil it with water, and boil it into a pot of pale green decoction.

"Shhh

"Is this it?" Leon leaned forward, staring curiously at the small casserole that Diana held on her chest.

The previous torture still did not pay off, the white-robed man refused to confide half a word, and he had no better way, so he heard that Lord Thor had obtained a decoction that would definitely make him tell the truth, so he hurriedly came up to take a look.

Thor took a few steps forward, his brow furrowed slightly, the smell of the potion was not what he had imagined.

He twisted his fingertips and lifted the lid of the casserole, and a scorching white gas immediately came out of the green decoction.

"Ahh

The taste of this pot of soup is completely different from its appearance, but the scary-looking soup base exudes a rich aroma, mixed with the fragrance of grass and even the sweetness of nectar.

Saul couldn't help but think of something he remembered called vanilla ice cream.

"I see—" Thor snapped up, "and that's what makes it addictive." ”

The others were really attracted by the aroma that came out of the lid lifting, and suddenly heard Saul's words, and suddenly came to their senses, and the conservative people such as Paladin hurriedly covered their noses, and a rare look of horror appeared on their faces, as if they were looking at some kind of flood beast, staring at the casserole that Diana held in her hand.

"Scared-" Blacktooth also came to his senses, his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, in fact, whether it was with Kaziba before, or when he told Sol later, he was a little scared in his heart, but not to the point of fear.

But now unconsciously, he actually fell into the path of this devil's grass, and just now, for a moment, he almost couldn't restrain himself, rushed up, snatched the pot of soup from Diana's hand, and drank it alone.

Thinking about it at this moment, a thick fear struck, and I didn't expect that I would be so easily controlled by temptation, and the black teeth left beads of sweat on their heads.

A thought could not help but arise in everyone's hearts: "This is just asking about the steam emitted, what if you really take a sip?"

Everyone who thinks about this question can't help but get their backs wet with cold sweat.

"Take it in and feed him a little drink. Thor nodded at Diana, and Leon hurriedly opened the door to his cell, looking at the white-robed man who was still hanging with some pity.

He knew that after a while, the other party would miss his torture, and he couldn't help but shudder at the thought of the tempting fragrance emanating from the decoction in Diana's hand, this kind of thing was so terrible, no wonder it was called devil's grass.

Diana walked into the dim cell with a casserole, the man in the white robe fainted at some point, Thor made a look, and Leon, who was beside him, immediately walked into the cell.

Lifting a wooden bucket containing half a bucket of water on the ground, he poured the water on the head of the white-robed man.

"Ahh

This time, however, Leon, who had been constantly pressing him, didn't say a word, just stepped forward and pinched his chin, forcing him to open his mouth.

"Woo woo woo-" The white-robed man subconsciously struggled, but his hands and feet were tied, and he was hung in the air and couldn't use his strength at all, so he could only struggle in vain with his head up.

Diana walked into the man with the potion, and gently poured the still hot potion, which was still in the casserole, into his mouth, the scorching heat still made the white-robed man struggle violently, and Leon had to use both hands to tie his head, and shouted:

"Since you won't say anything, that's what awaits you-it's hot--you'd better hold back for me-"

"Gollum-" As the man struggled violently, some of the potion still spilled, but he had already drunk most of it.

When Diana had finished pouring the last drop of green soup, Leon let go of his hand, leaving only the man with his head hanging down, desperately opening his mouth to breathe, as if this was the only way to relieve the pain of the burn in his mouth.

But even so, he still didn't say a word, just lowered his head, his face had already been distorted by pain, but he was still enduring it, and even Thor couldn't help but be impressed by the man's tenacity.

At the same time, I also felt terrible in my heart, what kind of organization would cultivate such a person.

"Bang", the cell door was closed again, and the group left the dungeon without saying a word, this time the man in the white robe was surprised, he thought that according to the custom, Leon was going to torture him again, but he didn't expect to just pour him a pot of hot water and leave.

The cell still smelled of the devil's grass decoction, and although the pain was so severe that the man's palate could not feel anything, he could still smell it with his nose.

The residual fragrance in the air made him intuitively feel that something was not good, I am afraid that this matter is not so simple, thinking of this, the white-robed man couldn't help but wonder what he had just drunk.