Chapter 35: The Taste of Hell (1)
Elan leaned against the trunk of the tree, and through the cracks in the beaten green leaves, she saw a silver car hovering in mid-air. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
The door was wide open, and an officer in a bright silver uniform was slowly retracting a silver pistol from his hand, and blowing the still smoking gun into his mouth, which he had struck the butterfly.
Yilan's anger rose from his heart, and he forgot that he was in danger, and with a wave of his long whip, he rolled a broken branch and threw it head-on at the officer in the silver uniform, but unfortunately the branch was shot away by his silver spear before it touched the officer's body.
Illan, who had revealed her hiding place, was immediately attacked with more intense fire......
In the noisy sound of bullets flying, I heard the last shout of the wandering butterfly in my ears, "Go, let's go......"
Yilan was ruthless, glanced at the wandering butterfly lying on the ground, and saw that she had been surrounded by officers in pure black uniforms, and dozens of submachine guns were pointing at her, in this case, there was no hope for her to save her.
Looking at the black-pressed steel fighters in the air, she knew that she couldn't deal with such a large number and such a well-equipped imperial army now, so it was better to withdraw first and then make plans.
The green shadow flickered, and a long whip was like a dragon out of a hole, tumbling and winding freely, and the green shadow quickly disappeared into the lush green sea.
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As soon as she stepped through the door, she felt a suffocating air flow freeze in the air.
He's in there! That's the first reaction of the wandering butterfly, and no one but him can exude this breathless deterrent.
Sure enough, as soon as he was brought to the hall, he saw that person, the imperial general with outstanding military achievements, and the demon man who had suffered a lot from him, Poppy.
"Report to the general, the man has been captured, and now it is brought to you. An officer in a plain black uniform took a step forward, gave a military salute, and said respectfully.
General Poppy nodded, staring at the bright red liquid shaking in his hand, without even raising his head, and said in a voice full of majesty, "Bring her to me." ”
"Yes, General. Immediately, two officers in blue and white uniforms set up the butterfly on the left and the right, and carried her in front of General Poppy Huang until she put it down lightly, and respectfully saluted the general before bowing and retreating.
"The reward that deserves is the punishment that deserves the punishment. The Vice-Commander of the Underworld, it's all up to you. General Poppy finally raised his head and said to the officer in a silver uniform standing aside.
"Yes, General. The Deputy Commander of the Underworld replied respectfully.
"Stand down. ”
"Yes. Another respectful and resounding reply made the ears of the most noble man in the empire almost cocooned.
The door closed again, and the room, which had lost a few tall figures, suddenly became a little empty and strange.
"We meet again, my sweet little kitten. General Poppy leaned down, put his face on the face of the wandering butterfly, and deliberately sprayed all the breath that came out of his speech into those dark eyes.
Wandering Butterfly knew that if she fell into the hands of this demon general again, there would be endless torture waiting for her in addition to endless torture, and she knew that this wicked man would never let her go easily, so she turned her heart sideways and hardened her anger.
Her pride would not allow her to ask for mercy in front of this demon who deserved a thousand swords, not to mention, even if she prayed in a low voice, this demon man would only use himself as a laughing stock to play, and would never show the slightest mercy to himself.
Butterfly's eyes itched from the heat that came out of her wide, fluttering lips, but she still kept her eyes as hard as she could, only her eyelashes fluttering uncontrollably.
"Hehehe......" General Poppy chuckled, and his low and hoarse laughter made Wandering Butterfly feel creepy.
General Poppy slowly sat up straight again, crossed Erlang's legs, and shook the glass in his hand with great interest, and the red liquid swirled along the walls of the cup, like diluted blood.
After taking a sip, General Poppy leaned his head on the back of the sofa, closed his eyes slightly, and tasted the red liquid in his mouth as if he was enjoying it abnormally.
"Well, it's a red wine from Finkyea, and the taste is pure enough, little kitten, would you like to try it too?"
General Poppy opened his eyes and handed out his wine glass, glancing at the butterfly with a smile in his eyes.
I don't know what tricks this demon is playing, Wandering Butterfly has cold eyes, and without saying a word, she directly filters out the evil face in front of her who is smiling ill-intentionedly.
Fluttering secretly turned her wrist, and her hands that were confined in handcuffs had no room to exert force.
"You really don't want to taste it?"
General Poppy's voice became deeper and lower, and the wall of the cup reached to the lips of the butterfly, rubbing back and forth against the two pale lips, "Yes, although this wine of Finkya is sweet, how can it be as delicious as yours?"
Wandering Butterfly knew that this demon general was deliberately teasing himself, deliberately causing himself to be angry, knowing that it was a trick, but he just couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.
The clenched lips still did not answer, but the girl who suppressed her anger looked at her like lightning, like two lightning bolts slashing straight at the face with a gloomy smile, because of the height difference between the two postures, Wandering Butterfly had to raise her neck to confront the demon general.
"Don't believe me?"
General Poppy deliberately lowered his voice and said, looking at the two thin lips of the fluttering butterfly through the transparent glass wall and the rippling transparent liquid in the cup, as if immersed in the waves, extremely red.
"Then you're going to have to taste it even more......"
General Poppy said, his face suddenly sank, and his other hand quickly attacked, and when Wandering Butterfly noticed his movements and wanted to turn his head away, the Demon General had firmly grasped her cheeks, and as soon as his fingers were forced, Wandering Butterfly only felt a sharp pain in his cheeks, and he couldn't shake off the hand that clamped him desperately.
The blood-red liquid had poured into her mouth, and her mouth, which had been forced to open wide, was irresistibly accepting the invasion of the liquid, and her mouth was full of terrible red.
"How's it taste? Oh......"
The Demon General said coldly as he poured the wine roughly, "I forgot, even if you taste this fine wine of Finkyea, you can't compare anything, because only I can taste your taste." Hahaha......"
The demon general looked up and laughed, his hand still pinching the butterfly cheeks, but the red wine in the glass had already been poured clean.