A strange sensation slowly rose from the soles of the beggar's feet, and it became more and more itchy. The beggar had no choice but to shrink his head, and then laughed desperately. He tried to retract his legs, but he couldn't bend them because he was tied to a tree, so he twisted his body frantically to try to relieve the itch. His head was shaking dizzily at the moment. Wan Yan giggled.

Wan Yan's eyes were staring at the two little wolves, who smelled blood and greedily licked the soles of the beggar's feet with their tongues, and she looked at the beggar who was enduring the itch with great interest.

If there is more unbearable pain or extreme itching, others will not know, and the beggar will definitely know. It's not that the beggar has not experienced pain, and his ability to tolerate pain is far more powerful than that of ordinary people. But the vicious tricks used by Pepper make the beggar unable to resist. The beggar, who had been smeared with poison, was itching all over, and the most unbearable thing was the movement of the two animals under the soles of their feet.

The beggar began to lose his mind. Now the beggar no longer has the strength to swing his legs and shake his head, all his strength is used on his neck, his neck is straightened, his green tendons are exposed, and he laughs nonsense. The wolf licked the itch of the soles of his feet, and he laughed so much that he almost didn't have room to breathe.

In a trance, the beggar's thoughts played like fragments.

"The beggar is the hero of the apricot, the hero is destined to be the messenger of the flower, the beggar will protect the apricot... ”

"The apprentice will definitely obey the master's order and hunt down Emperor Zhao for the rest of his life... ”

"All things are equal, and beasts are more affectionate than men...."

Thousands of thoughts, and finally converged into the figure of the woman who rescued her, he wanted to touch her, but he couldn't touch her, and he couldn't mix up to see you, and the beggar was unwilling.

He thought of when he was eight years old, and witnessed one of the grandest night celebrations in Ledu, which was full of colorful lights that night, reflecting the night of Ledu like day, which made people peaceful and happy.

The scene of Ledu Mansion eating, that was the first urgent need in his life, in a trance, he seemed to smell the aroma of Ledu Mansion noodle fruit cake, but he didn't have a chance to eat another bite.

"You are from the Murong family, you heard it when you were fighting in the street, can you fulfill one of my wishes before I die?"

"Say, Miss Ben satisfies you!" Wan Yan was very curious, this wild dog was hard-hearted and hard-mouthed, and he didn't know what wishes he would leave before he died.

"It is said that the best food in Ledu is the dough fruit made by the lady of the lord of Murong Mansion, if you let me eat a bite of the dough fruit of Murong Mansion, I will die without regrets, presumably the taste of that noodle fruit must be sweet and delicious...... " Qi'er said hopefully, and then closed his eyes and did not wake up.

The beggar's words shocked Wan Yan like a lightning strike. Wan Yan doesn't care about the lives of the untouchables, she only likes supreme power and worships powerful heroes. But the beggar's words gave her a little conscience.

Wan Yan looked at the pool of flesh and blood in front of him, and suddenly froze, what happened to him? Peeling human skin and applying anesthetic, in fact, this person is not wrong, it is always his own step by step that he is pressing for people's lives, which causes his heart of resistance.

looked at the beggar's face carefully, the facial contours were clear and clear, not feminine and handsome, but with a manly taste. The slender and slender eyes, which are very long, are standard Danfeng eyes, a high nose bridge, and a particularly good-looking mouth shape, with a mole on it, I heard that people with moles on their lips are naturally clever. The overall complexion is yellowish, and there is no excess fat on the skinned body, which is very fit.

Objectively speaking, removing the scary dark spots on his face, he is an extremely attractive man.

At this time, the bloody man on the ground frowned slightly, like a child dreaming of something, all things, beasts, sentient beings, or something.

Wan Yan felt as if she had gone too far and played a little crazy. I felt a little guilty in my heart, and after hesitating for a while, I rolled up the people on the ground with sackcloth, urged my body with all my strength, and ran wildly towards Murong Mansion...

When Wan Yan came to Murong Mansion with the beggar, she didn't bring it directly to her room, because she knew that she was excited to make the beggar a ghost, and if she was discovered and passed on to her father, it would definitely be inevitable to suffer a meal of flesh and skin. How could Miss Murong's delicate skin and tender flesh withstand her father's angry punishment?

"Who is it?!" the female voice in the room was softly surprised, and a figure shot towards Wan Yan.

"Mother, be merciful, it's me!" Wan Yan was anxious. The woman in the room is Wan Yan's mother-in-law, Mrs. Murong.

The lady has a delicate face and a fair complexion, a long neck revealing white and tender skin, and her hair is coiled up high, looking graceful and magnificent. Wearing an off-the-shoulder plain suit, revealing a delicate collarbone.

Mrs. Murong was obviously taken aback by the voice, and saw Wanyan covered in blood, holding a large mass of things in her hand, which was about two meters long, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"

"It's not me, it's this wild.... Boy, I injured my Xiaolin today, I taught him a lesson, the shot was a bit heavy, mother, do you think he can still be saved?" In front of his mother, Wan Yan was cramped and uneasy like a child who had done something wrong.

Mrs. Murong opened the sackcloth that bound the beggar, is this guy a human being? The skin was peeled off whole, and the flesh and blood all over his body turned purple and black, as if it was caused by poison.

Mrs. Murong slapped Wan Yan with her backhand, and said hatefully, "Why did I give birth to you a vicious and cruel girl?"

Mrs. is kind by nature, although she knows that her daughter has a good personality, but in Mrs. Wanyan's cognition, she is still a little girl, how can she be so cruel, and she does not care about the severity of her actions in anger.

Wan Yan was slapped hard by her mother, and her translucent face suddenly became bloody, and she was extremely aggrieved, and with a "wow" sound, she hid her face and ran out of the room.

Mrs. Murong didn't care about Wan Yan, who was far away, and turned around and hugged the blood-stained beggar to her bed. looked at the beggar carefully, and felt very distressed.

"This child is about the same age as Wan Yan, and her childishness has not yet been shed, how can Wan Yan be so ruthless? ”

It was strange to think of this Mrs. Murong closing her eyes, sitting with her hands behind her back, sitting cross-legged, and twisting her limbs into a posture that ordinary people couldn't do.

Mrs. Murong was lucky in her abdomen, and a ball of white light appeared in her abdomen, which slowly flowed down the lower abdomen of Mrs. to the throat position, paused for a while, made up her mind, and kissed the beggar in a coma, the moment her lips touched, Mrs. suddenly opened her eyes, and the red glow was blowing, just like a girl!