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Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

The crisp sound of slapping permeated the room, diminishing as it passed through a heavy wooden bookcase, and finally died away. Net.

It is a very spacious room, with dozens of bookcases neatly arranged, and all sorts of slightly quaint books piled up on each floor of the shelves. At the very front end of these bookcases, there are three low tables that seem to be used for tea and reading. It's a great place to relax and spend time after a meal.

If there is a fly in the ointment here, I am afraid that there is no sunlight shining in here, not because it is night, but because there is not a single window in the wall at all. All the lighting relied on a glass lamp on the ceiling, and the light that shone under the lampshade did not look like a flame, but some kind of jewel or pearl.

At the end of the room, on another platform, two steps higher than the three low tables, the main seat was raised, and a well-dressed man sat on it, holding a thick book in his right hand, looking to be in his thirties, with a bit of handsomeness and might between his eyebrows and on his face. However, a faint haze that swept through his eyes from time to time made the whole person look a little more evil.

In front of him, a woman in a lilac gown skirt was hunched on his thighs, arms stretched out and bandaged. Under the drooping show, there was a slight flush on her snow-white little face, and her cherry lips were pursed, as if she was deliberately not making the slightest sound.

Syllable!

There was another crisp sound, and the woman trembled slightly, but she saw that most of her long skirt below the waist was lifted up, and her upright buttocks had lost all cover, directly exposing her snow-white skin to the air. However, at this moment, it is no longer snow-white, and above the delicateness, the pale red palm prints are shocking.

The man in the book didn't seem to have any pity at all, his right palm turned the page with one hand, and his left hand slapped it heavily every few moments, hitting the woman in front of him on the upturned buttocks.

After a long time, he seemed to finally react, closed the book in his hand, looked down, stroked the woman's swollen and red skin a few times with some pity, and asked softly: "Jian Ying, how many times have I hit?" ”

"Sixty-one."

The woman's cherry lips finally opened, and she said the number with a slight gasp. When he raised his head slightly, Xiu separated, and finally revealed all his faces, which was really the sword warbler who had been defeated in the battle with Ning Yue and a few people before.

"Didn't you say okay? Fifty strokes is enough, and when it's time to count, you can just call me. Since they are all counted, why should they take eleven more hits in vain? The man shook his head and smiled wryly, put down the book in his hand, and then took out two small porcelain vases from his arms.

"The red plug is applied externally, and the white plug is taken internally. Do you go back and take the medicine yourself, or will I help you? ”

"Don't dare to bother the Lord."

Jian Ying snorted in pain and reached out to get the medicine, but her arms were so badly injured that the pain was unbearable just by lifting them, and her five fingers couldn't move freely at all.

"It's all hurt like this, don't be reckless, I'll come."

With that, the man poured out two light brown pills from the white porcelain bottle and fed them to the mouth of the sword warbler. Then, a small amount of milky white liquid was poured out of the red stopper porcelain bottle in the palm of the palm, and both hands were wiped evenly, and then the other party's delicate buttocks with pale red palm prints were slowly applied.

Gritting her teeth and snorting, the sword warbler tried her best to restrain herself from making any sound, and her eyebrows furrowed.

Seeing this, the man shook his head and smiled: "If it hurts, shout it out." There's no one else here but you and me. The punishment is fifty strokes, and you yourself have to be strong, and you won't say a word when you reach the number. ”

"I am not doing well, and the Lord can punish me as much as he wants. Besides, you were in the mood to read just now, so why should I interrupt? Jian Ying has no other thoughts, just begging for the next time, give me another chance. ”

"Don't worry, for a capable woman like you, I will definitely use it well. What does it matter if you lose once in a while? ”

The man snorted, then looked up at the dozens of heavy bookcases in front of him, and finally sighed again.

"Yuwen Daoming, the guy who has not achieved enough things and has more than enough failures, has exposed too many hole cards in advance, and he will definitely be prepared for this. We have to hurry, maybe next time, it's time for me to fight him. I've been waiting for a few years, and I've been looking forward to it for a long time, and it's coming up again...... Me or him, who is the winner? ”

Hearing this, Jian Ying's eyes lit up, and in her slightly narrowed eyes, a very complicated look passed.

……

"Is the bird all hidden?"

For the narrative of Thirty-One, Ning Yue's first reaction was this word.

"After all, Yuwen Daoming's identity at that time was far from being comparable to before, and every time someone knew his identity as a half-demon, it would cause everything he had worked so hard to manage to collapse. In order to prevent future troubles, the way he thought of was to kill people. Come one by one, do it secretly. Of course, after all, it was exposed, and there were a lot of companions he gathered back then after several wars, and all of them were not idle people, so how could they not see some clues? ”

Speaking of this, Thirty-One smiled bitterly and took another sip of hot tea.

"To deal with these people, Yuwen Daoming can't dispatch his subordinates on the surface, and the only thing he can trust is his newly tamed half-demon guard. Seek out innocent hybrids that gather on battlefields and in towns that have been attacked by demons, and are cultivated as killing weapons. And I am one of them, the oldest under his command. ”

Ning Yue nodded and said, "But, in fact, he can't fully trust you, right?" ”

Thirty-one sneered: "He doesn't need to trust us at all, we don't dare to disobey." From the moment we started the special training, we were given a special elixir, which can stimulate the demon bloodline in our body, but it has a certain toxicity. Once poisoned, the severe pain all over the body is from the inside out, like countless poisonous insects biting, life is better than death. Unless, there is a special antidote given by Yuwen Daoming, and the pain can be temporarily relieved after taking it, and it will last for a maximum of three days. If you don't get the antidote, the poison will be fatal after five days. ”

"Using poison to control subordinates is such a ruthless method. However, it is not inconceivable that a person who can kill his comrades-in-arms for his own selfish interests can do such a thing. Yu Hunt couldn't help frowning.

After pondering for a while, Ning Yue raised his hand and rubbed his chin, and said suspiciously: "But I think, you will definitely not succumb to his control like this, right?" Otherwise, there is no reason for him to disappear suddenly. If I'm not mistaken, you rebelled against him, right? ”

Nodding, Thirty-One replied, "Of course." Yuwen Daoming would never kill any of us, and if he was going to be executed because of a failed mission, he would not do it directly, but would stop releasing the antidote, lock up that person, and let him suffer so much that he died. As former companions, some of us can't stand it, and secretly give the imprisoned a happy heart. As a result, he was inscribed by Yuwen Dao, and the end was the same. There was no antidote, and he died in the torment of poison...... Over time, there was more fear in my heart, and more hatred. Until that day, the opportunity came. ”

Hearing this, Yu Hunt muttered suspiciously, "Opportunity? What are the chances? ”

"I think it was Yuwen Daoming's former comrades-in-arms who contacted you, right?" Ning Yue asked suddenly.

"Clever." Thirty-one nodded, looked at the other party, and said, "How did you guess?" ”

Ning Yue replied with a smile: "It's very simple, what you just said. If you were only used as a killing weapon and were collected by Yuwen Daoming, there should be no way to know about his past. Even his name and identity are unknown. There are other people who have told you those things, and they are the ones who know the details of Yuwen Dao and are full of resentment towards him. ”

Thirty-one: "That's right, it wasn't until that time that we knew the identity of Yuwen Daoming. It's just that the people who came to us were the last group of half-bloods he gathered before he became Marshal Dong, and they didn't know that Yuwen Daoming was also a half-demon. Probably because of this, the pursuit of them was much weaker, so he escaped. However, not all of us have the courage to resist. As a result, those who are willing to resist will be temporarily imprisoned if they are unwilling. We don't want to hurt them, but we don't want them to secretly inform Yuwen Daoming in exchange for an antidote. However, what did not occur to us was that there were traitors among us. He was ostensibly like-minded with us, but in fact betrayed all of us for the antidote......"

At this moment, the whole room was settled, and only the cold wind howled from outside.

Picking up the cup and drinking the last bit of tea that was a little cold, Thirty-one hummed: "In that battle, we suffered heavy injuries, and later I was poisoned in my body during the escape, and I grabbed several antidotes without taking more tubes, and took them all." By the way, because it is sent outside to carry out the mission, Yuwen Daoming will calculate the itinerary in advance and give us the antidote, so you can save a lot. After eating, I don't know why, my whole body was hot, and after finally jumping off the cliff with no way to escape, a pair of spiky limbs on my back turned into bat wings and escaped. After that, it seemed that the toxins in my body were also cleared, and there was no return. ”

Hearing this, Yu Hunt couldn't help asking: "No, you mentioned in your conversation with Yuwen Daoming before that he disappeared back then, and it has something to do with you?" ”

Thirty-one replied, "Yes, we failed that time. However, the people who contacted us still had one last resort, the plan to burn the jade. On the same day, the Dilan Empire on the eastern side of the Snow Dragon Empire suddenly launched an offensive, and the army occupied three cities in a row. Yuwen Daoming reacted, and when he returned to help, the stronghold where we were usually held was discovered by the enemy, and in a melee, the sudden flames roared into a sea of fire, engulfing everything. After the flames dissipated, there was no longer life, and nearly 10,000 troops of the two countries, including Yuwen Daoming, were reduced to ashes. ”

Ning Yue said in a deep voice: "However, Yuwen Daoming is still alive, but he has disappeared on the bright side. ”

"There was a lot of suspicion in the Empire, and that fire destroyed so many things, but it surprised me who came later. The fire seems to have appeared to destroy the evidence. At that time, I felt that Yuwen Daoming was still alive. So, I began to investigate in secret, specifically to pay attention to the shelters in the towns, where many displaced orphans were gathered. Finally, I have it. ”

With Thirty-One's words, Ning Yue suddenly remembered something, and a burst of surprise and a faint fear flashed in his wide eyes.

"Wait a minute, isn't that ......?"