The beaten young man lowered his head silently, his teeth tightened, but there was no fear or panic in his drooping eyes, only a cold feeling as calm as water.

The constant sound of whipping spread throughout the basement, and the two disciples outside lowered their heads and were about to start "cleaning up" the two fat sheep that had just been delivered.

"That kid is so big, he hasn't died yet." A disciple opened his mouth casually, such a situation happens here almost every day, but the young man named Hua Yu is the only one who can survive ten days on Ke Zangju's hands, before that, don't say ten days, even if it is five days, few people can hold it, basically as long as it is a person who arrives here, within three days, he will die a whine, even if he survives, he will become a poisonous person who can't see and speak, and is soaked in the medicine tank.

"I went to see it when I came in the morning, and it won't last long." Another disciple spoke disapprovingly.

"I don't know how many days or two days can these two fat sheep live? Or three days...... This kid looks quite thin, but he didn't expect his body to be quite strong. The disciple said as he cut Qiao Chu's clothes with a knife, under the tattered clothes, his strong chest was tight and smooth, and after looking at it twice, the disciple couldn't help but reach out and touch Qiao Chu's chest, he didn't notice it at all, after he touched it, the fat sheep lying there seemed to tremble slightly.

The other disciple pursed his lips and looked at the thin young man in front of him with a look of disgust.

"I don't know about you, but this kid is expected to be able to hold out for a long time, thank God."

As he spoke, the disciple was about to cut through Jun Wuxie's clothes, but before his sword could fall to the end, he froze in mid-air.

A slender little hand clasped the wrist of the disciple's hand holding the knife, and the strength was so great that he couldn't even move half a minute.

The disciple froze in place, looking at the little hand that was clasping his wrist in disbelief!

That hand was clearly stretched out by the little ghost lying in front of him.

"Blackie." Jun Wuxie, who was still "asleep" a second ago, suddenly opened those sharp eyes, and with her low drink, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared in the basement!

The two disciples, who were originally leisurely, suddenly saw a huge black beast suddenly pounce out of the darkness of the basement and press the two of them to the ground with lightning speed!

In the basement, how could there be such a big black beast?

They didn't even notice it!

The dagger in the hands of the two of them had fallen to the ground, and the two of them were pressed by the black beast with its sharp claws left and right at this moment, and the sharp claw tips were facing their carotid arteries, and it only took a slight stroke to kill them!

This qiē happened so fast that they didn't have any time to react.

"If you dare to speak out, you will bite them to death." The cold and clear voice suddenly reached the ears of the two disciples, and their eyes widened in horror as they looked at the source of the sound.

A petite figure sat up from the wooden board unhurriedly, and the little boy who was obviously asleep looked down at them condescendingly with a cold look.

……

There were too many slaps in the face, I don't remember how many formulas it was~