"Ah......h

Without warning, the Demon General's iron fist slammed into the fragile abdomen, and although it was cushioned by the flow of water, it still dislocated his internal organs in pain......

The butterfly shouted uncontrollably, her neck arched back greatly, tense, and the golden cross against the back of her head was bent into an arc when the upper end was bent, and the soft touch like foam did not bring any pain to the butterfly, but the butterfly still felt that her brain nucleus was beating "suddenly" and disorderly. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Little kitten, don't put on such a pretense again! General Ben wants to make you scream, even if you bite a mouthful of teeth, you can't resist. ”

An irrepressible cry of pain escaped, and the tightly held lips were already open, like a gap in a thousand-mile embankment, and once the bowstring that was desperately resisting was broken, it would never be able to be replaced.

"Uh-huh......" uncontrollable moans, accompanied by rough breath, one after another, hoarse, broken, occasionally one or two screams, wandering butterflies can't help themselves, with the thunderous steel fists undulating and rising.

The pain in the sky was overwhelming, and at that moment, I only felt that my soul was out of my body, and I was no longer myself......

The demon general's eyes stared at the pretty face that was distorted in pain, and the smile on his lips was proud, arrogant, and unstoppable.

He, a general who can call the wind and rain in the empire and even in this world, can make people suffer if they want to suffer, and if they want people to die, there can be no living; his hands can easily choke people's throats, who can resist his blood?......

"How does it feel?...... Scold...... Look, little kitten, you're even crying!"

The demon general's index finger was against the corner of the girl's eye, so that the tears that poured out from the corner of the girl's eyes slid down his fingers and onto the back of his hand, as beautiful as a pearl, but his heart, which was as hard as a stone, would never have such an emotion as "pity".

The butterfly drooped its head weakly, its limp body was still able to lean on the cross with the entanglement of vines, and its small mouth was gasping for breath in distraction, and its chaotic breathing gradually stabilized after a long time.

There was a magic voice that pierced through the eardrums in my ears, "However, what General Ben wants you to 'enjoy' is far more than that......

The Demon General's fingers slanted Butterfly's cheek towards her chin, then twitched back.

Wandering Butterfly barely raised her head, and through a layer of mist, she saw that the "brown iron tower" in front of her was slowly moving away. He closed his eyes hard, shook his head, and forced all the tears remaining in his iris back, and then opened them suddenly.

The demon general raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his deep eyes looked at the pair of washed black starry eyes, his body retreated step by step, and the smile on his lips was full of conspiracy.

Taking a few steps back, the burly body froze.

The demon general raised his right hand, the thumb and middle fingers were intertwined, and his eyes looked at the girl with a hint of panic on her face, and the panic was almost fleeting, but the demon general still caught it keenly. The smile on his lips expanded, "Huh", snapped his fingers, and then hugged his arms in a leisurely posture of watching the play.

Flutter immediately noticed something unusual, first feeling the vines that bound her feet slowly loosen, and from the bottom to the top, the vines unleashed in an orderly manner like toppling dominoes, until the rest of her body was completely freed except for her two wrists.

Two golden vines were carried by the current, fluttering in the water like swaying wakas.

This is a sign before the beginning of another tribulation, and how could the wandering butterfly not know that the suffering to be suffered today is far from over.

Sure enough, after a while, it felt like something was wrapped around her ankles, something cold and greasy to the bone.

Wandering Butterfly subconsciously lowered her head, almost snatching her breath, it was a snake! It was a pure golden snake with two wrists thick! Spit bright red snake hyacinth, the sticky scales touched her skin, and the snake body coiled up like a vine around the sides of her thighs and between her legs.

Wandering Butterfly is gifted, is a master of insect control, but alone has an innate fear of snakes, now so naked skin and their nemesis so "intimate" contact, in an instant the hair on the whole body is standing up, although the two legs have been freed, but they dare not move, the scalp is trembling numb, and the muscles of the thighs twitch uncontrollably.

With only the vestiges of reason left in my heart, I kept telling myself to endure it, to endure it desperately, to resist the urge to shake my feet, not to provoke them, and not to expose my weaknesses in front of the demon, to hold back......

The butterfly is self-hypnosis, and her strong willpower supports her nerves on the verge of collapse, but the bigger and more cruel tests that follow, can she still support it?

Wandering Butterfly forgets that her opponent is the devil nicknamed "Scarlet Shura" who can trample the entire empire under his feet......

A big snake has swam to the thigh of the butterfly, the snake body tightly wrapped around the thigh is still rolling, the snake hyacinth shrank and spit out, and the arched seven-inch neck shook and shook, a typical action of preparing to attack.

The fluttering of the water waves made the golden snake head in the water look terrifying, and the fluttering butterfly didn't even dare to breathe at this time, and her body stiffened.

I saw the rickety snake head suddenly flashed, as fast as lightning, the open mouth bit on his thigh muscles, the butterfly screamed, heartbreaking, since she was born, she has never felt so frightened as this moment, it can really be described as "soul scattered", witnessing such a scene, and it is on his body, as long as it is a man, he must be heartbroken...... Wandering butterflies are no exception.

“…… Hehe...... It's rare to see a kitten with such a charming expression......"

A low chuckle came, and Flutter could hear it indistinctly, but the harsh voice strangely calmed her.

Taking a deep breath, the flutter stabilized the heart that was about to jump out, and felt that it was slowly coming back, fortunately, she had not passed out yet.

His Achilles' heel was caught by the other party...... This demon, this demon, this demon...... The anger that had been bitterly suppressed in the bottom of my heart could no longer be suppressed, and it was like a volcanic eruption, and the flames were molten and overwhelming.

The butterfly raised her head with difficulty, her eyes looking at the glass that was very high above her head, and the sky behind the transparent glass, blue as velvet.