"Sister, you just came, in the future, you and I sisters, we have to get along well." The old woman at the head laughed, and she opened her red lips to reveal her mutilated teeth.

Qianchen was stunned again.

Younger sister? I think I can call you Auntie or even Grandma!

The strange group in front of her almost made her think she had crossed over. Coming back to his senses, Qianchen thought back to how he got to this hellish place.

She's out of the May League and is heading to the Floating Jade... Just because of the lack of spiritual power, I had to choose to ride the clouds; As a result, he was caught off guard on the clouds, and in order to prevent him from falling into a mess of flesh, he had to turn into a snake to resist the impact; At this time, another force attacked, and the overwhelming coercion made Qianchen sure that he was not an opponent.

In desperation, he had to pull out the two big scales on his body and leave some clues; Then he was swept away by a black wind and lost consciousness.

Qianchen's tail hurt terribly, and because her spiritual power was sealed, she no longer had the regenerative power she should have. Her poisonous blood had soaked the iron rings that bound her, but it had no effect.

"Sister..."Qianchen finally accepted this character, and asked with a strong smile, "May I ask where this is?" Who are you? ”

"This is the master's cave. We... Your sister, of course. Don't worry, as long as you are obedient, my sister will love you very much..."

The old woman stretched out her dry knuckles and stroked Qianchen's skin: "How good... How young... Who can not like you? It's a pity..."

Qianchen felt like her goosebumps had fallen to the ground.

"Sister," Qianchen shouted, "I'm hungry, can you put me down, I want to eat..."

"I can't put you down." An old woman said, "But you've just arrived... I'll give you something good. Remember, you don't eat like this every day. ”

Good? Qianchen was confused again. What can be delicious in this kind of cave?

Until she sent a dead mouse to Qianchen's mouth.

"Eat it, eat it while it's hot—"

If it weren't for Qianchen's stomach being empty, she would have vomited.

"What are you doing? Eat it! It's still hot! ”

"No... No need..."Qianchen was dumbfounded, he couldn't even shake his head at this time, the dead mouse smelled bloody, and it was hot...

"I don't know what to do!" The woman glanced coldly, pinched the mouse's neck, removed its head, and sucked the mouse's plasma.

Qianchen began to feel sick again.

It's very cold here, Qianchen feels sore after staying for a day, and the cracks in his bones hurt, how can this group of old people be unclothed and still slim here.

However, Qianchen found that their knuckles were very prominent, and they seemed to look like gout, probably because of the cold here.

"Sister, dare to ask how old Fang Ling is?" Qianchen thought about it carefully, the spiritual power of these people was weak, even if they beat her, it was estimated that it would not hurt; So he asked boldly.

"This year," she counted on her fingers, "I can't remember." When my sister came, she was like you, young and beautiful... It's a pity..."

"Sister, who is the master you are talking about? Where is this? ”

"Master? A master is a master! It's you and my master! He's your God! This is the owner's cave! It is your blessing to be chosen by your master! ”

"The master is back!"

The old ladies gathered around Qianchen dispersed in a hurry and went to the entrance of the cave to salute in line.

Qianchen's eyes narrowed dangerously - she wanted to see which of the eight calves took advantage of her weakness to take her captive! In normal times, she has no problem with a dozen or three of this kind of person! Who dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head?

A man wearing only a loose teal robe walked in. He was bare-chested, his skin was a honey-colored glow, there was a tuft of black hair on his chest, and his hair was very short, about an inch long, and it was also a little greasy. His chin was covered with blue stubble, and the hair on his two thick legs under his robe was black and dense.

His face was handsome, but he looked a little demonic; The tiger's eyes bulged, his eyes were on fire, and his lips were curled as if he were not there—Qianchen wondered what kind of evil skill he was cultivating.

He seemed to be in a good mood, carrying several roast chickens in his hands, and threw them aside when he entered the door: "Yours, eat quickly!" ”

Hearing this command, the group of old women threw themselves at the roast chicken without regard for decency; The crowd rushed to make a mess, some even tore and scratched each other for a bite of meat, and some of their hair was cut off and flew in the air; It's no exaggeration to say that it doesn't look like a group of people at all, it's like a group of starving ghosts.

Qianchen was naturally dumbfounded.

"Don't look at it, it won't be long before you'll be like them." The man had already come to Qianchen, rubbing his chin, as if admiring his work.

Qianchen came back to his senses and said, "This fellow Daoist, are you..."Find the wrong person?"

Qianchen hadn't finished speaking, only listening to "Bang!" With a bang, his face tilted to the side, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

The man laughed, because he used too much force, and his hand was a little painful, so he rubbed his right hand: "What kind of Taoist friend, you want to call me, master, do you understand?" ”

"You-" Qianchen almost scolded, and slapped her again, her face swollen to the point where she couldn't see it as she remembered the crisp slap.

"Calling - master", the man grabbed her hair and tugged at her hard, "Got it? Remember, you're just mine—a slave! ”

Good. Qianchen sneered.

When the old lady goes out, I will teach you how to behave.

"Master, what crime did the slave commit to be brought here by you?"

"Hahahahaha

"Do you know who I am?" Qianchen said coldly.

The next second, the man pulled her hair and forced her to bend down, one elbow hit her back hard, and at the same time, the knee pressed hard against her lower abdomen.

The cave was full of beatings, and the old women's eyes were wide open, but there was no expression of horror on their faces. It seems to have become accustomed to it.

Qianchen's head was dizzy, the man's movements were fast, accurate and ruthless, she didn't even have time to scream, she spit out some blood foam in her mouth, and finally couldn't say a complete sentence at this time.

"I thought you were good at it. Looks like I'm underestimating you. ”

The man tugged at her hair and straightened her body, and suddenly an iron ring was trapped around her neck behind her back, and another iron ring wrapped around her waist.

"It's okay, a superb like you," said the man, "I'll take my time." I'll let you open your legs for me... Do everything to please me..."

One thing to say, Qianchen hasn't been beaten like this by others for many years.

The last time it was beaten like this, it seemed that it was when Elder Ling Yin came to make trouble.

This person... This man is probably a madman!

Qianchen really can't remember when he offended this person, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he would be beaten...

Her head was tilted to the side, her eyes were misty, and her breathing was unsteady. The wound on the body is faintly painful, and the pain in the tail is not worth mentioning.

She was faintly scared... Falling into the hands of a madman, it is natural to be afraid... And if it was another normal monk, even if it was much stronger than her, she could talk to him slowly. Anyway, she is also a disciple of the Five Poisons Immortal Monarch and Xuanluo, and she can use the prestige of these two to blackmail him; It's really not good, the May League is also a bargaining chip; But this madman, as soon as she speaks, she will be punched and kicked... Now she has no spiritual power, she is definitely the one who was beaten with her head slammed!

"Open your eyes... Little things," the man's voice could be said to be very sunny and gentle, "look at the little gift I gave you..."

This man has a problem with his brain! Qianchen was already in tears in his heart, but he didn't dare to show the slightest trace on his face - you can't figure out the motive or logic of this person's behavior!

Qianchen opened his eyes and found that he was holding a chain ring in each of his hands.

Qianchen learned to be obedient and didn't say anything.

"Do you like it?" The man asked with a smile.

"What the hell are you going to do..."

The man raised his face.

Qianchen subconsciously closed his eyes, waiting for the pain to come.

"Good baby." The man gently stroked her injured cheek, "This thing is best for you... Put it on..."

Qianchen opened his eyes, a little strange, this ring... Sleeve on the arm? Won't it be too big? But I can't see any spiritual power attached... Is it an anklet? … It seems to fit on the neck ... But there are obviously two rings, is there two neck sleeves?

What the hell is he trying to do?

As if seeing Qianchen's question, the man smiled: "Good, it hurts." ”

He blindfolded Qianchen.

"Ahh ——”

The chains trembled and cracked.

"Well, there's another one. I can't stand it, but what can I do? The man chuckled softly again, and there was some pampering in his tone.

After all, the hand is still as fast and ruthless as usual - Qianchen screamed again.

"Okay, okay," the man gently touched her neck, as if touching a wounded little animal, "Finally, the master has to stamp you..."

Qianchen smelled the smell of iron.

This time she didn't scream again, but fainted in pain.

The old ladies on the side looked enviously, their eyes full of anticipation.

With a wave of his hand, the iron ring that imprisoned Qianchen shrank into the stone wall, and Qianchen fell softly, and there was another jingle.

"She'll leave it to you." The man moved his wrist and made a crisp clucking sound.

"Yes, master." The crowd saluted.

"Master, master!" One of them suddenly said, "She's so pretty!" Cher really wants one of her scales... Isn't it good? Please..."

"Hmm," the man thought for a moment, "all right. Since it was my little Cher who made the request, how could I not agree? It's just that only one piece is allowed! ”

"Then Cher wants the biggest piece!"

"Okay, take your pick." The man raised an eyebrow, "I'll go first." You are optimistic about her. ”