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After Bai Mo finished saying this, he sat back on the chair again, such an unhurried set, how could it be like an interrogation, and those who didn't know thought they were drinking tea and chatting.
The dark guard on the side was in a hurry, but suddenly heard a cold snort from Yu Yi's side, his eyes moved, and when he looked at Yu Yi again, the dark guard looked at Bai Mo at a glance, and there seemed to be puzzlement and surprise in his eyes. Seeing this, Bai Mo didn't explain too much, just silently drank the tea that had not been drunk in the original teacup and had already cooled. Not to mention, she had been drinking the hot tea that Dye Yi had brewed for her before, and suddenly tasted this cooled tea, which had a different flavor.
"Ahh Yu Yi suddenly let out a miserable scream, covered in cold sweat, as a secret guard, he naturally knew what this meant, but he was a little curious, how did this Bai Gongzi abolish his spiritual power and dantian, which was different from the methods they usually used. Bai Mo very calmly threw a small porcelain vase to the secret guard on the side, and said: "Remember, there are many ways to destroy a person in this world." ”
"Yes, I remembered it." Silently put away the porcelain vase, Cheng Yi replied slowly.
"Go, get me a dagger, good and soft."
"Yes." There are many daggers in their dungeons, Cheng Yi walked back with a dagger in a moment, offered it with both hands, Bai Mo picked it up, played with it carefully in his hand, and then nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at Yu Yiyi, not to say that as soon as he reacted, the dagger was already inserted in his lower body, to be precise, it was a centimeter away from the lower body, no more, no less, just right. With such a precise technique, even Cheng Yi couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart, this white boy looks young, and his control of the dagger has reached this point, no wonder, the master will take a fancy to him.
And Yu Yi looked at his already stiff lower body in horror, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva, almost... He's a professionally trained dead soldier, yes, but he's also a big man, he doesn't care what torture tools he has, but this life is different, if it's gone, even if he can go back alive, he won't be able to see anyone.
Bai Mo stood up, walked in front of Yu Yi and pulled out the dagger, and kept gesturing the dagger under him, as if he wanted to find the most perfect position, and then, a fatal blow. Bai Mo was looking very seriously, under the wide robe, the mask on his face refracted a faint light, and he could vaguely see the thin skin under the mask, coupled with the serious eyes that were exposed, it was obviously an extremely fascinating side face, and at this moment, Yu Yi's eyes were like a devil.
Cheng Yi was watching from the sidelines and sweated for Yu Yi, what kind of bad luck did you say this person had in his previous life, and he met such an unpredictable person as Bai Gongzi, but after all, this Bai Gongzi is a girl's family, isn't it good to let her do this kind of thing.
As soon as she wanted to speak, Bai Mo suddenly laughed, the dagger that was originally placed in Yu Yi's body had already been transferred to her upper body by her, but the eye-catching blood on the dagger couldn't be ignored no matter how you looked at it. Cheng Yi's gaze moved to Yu Yi's lower body almost instantly, and when he saw that there was no blood spilling, he was a little disappointed in his heart. Then his eyes turned to another place, only to find that his finger was missing, and then looked at the bloody finger on the ground, and instantly understood.
"Chengyi, go, find me a dog that has been hungry for a long time to come in, get another pot to come in, put some soup in the pot, it should be hot, quickly." Okay, Bai Mo suddenly looked at Cheng Yi and said.
"Yes."
Cheng Yi's movements were very fast, and after a while, all the things that Bai Mo wanted were already in the dungeon. Bai Mo picked up the severed finger with a clip and put it in front of the dog who had just been brought in, and the dog thought that he had been hungry for a long time, and he didn't care that there was still blood on it, so he gnawed it directly. But it only gnawed off the pitiful layer of flesh on it, but spit out the bones. Seeing this, Bai Mo threw the bones spit out by the dog into the soup that had been burned by the fire, and took out some of the seasoned herbs that had been stored in the space again, and carefully ground them before sprinkling them in, as if they were doing something delicious.
"Chengyi, have you ever heard such a story? Once upon a time, there were two very good people, one day one of them accidentally got a box of gold, and the other was jealous, so he killed that man in one night, but in order not to be discovered, he had to dissect the body of that man bit by bit, and then put it in a pot of boiling hot water, boiled it to a thin scale, and then threw the meat away to feed the dogs, and as for the remaining bones, he smashed them and made them into sticky rice porridge, and gave them to the whole village to taste. After speaking, the corners of Bai Mo's mouth suddenly hooked up a touch of arc and looked at Yu Yi.
I don't know why, obviously this story does sound very creepy, but inexplicably Cheng Yi feels that the white and white boy in front of him is even more infiltrating.
Yu Yi was seen by Bai Mo as desperate, he had been a dead soldier for so many years, he had never seen any criminal law, and he had never been afraid of anything, but this time, he was really afraid. He is not afraid that others will use those ordinary criminal laws to force him to speak, nor are he afraid of some people who do not play cards according to the routine, but this time, when he met the person in front of him, he was really afraid, the kind of fear that overflowed from his bones, and the fear that he couldn't restrain himself.
Once again, there was an eerie silence in the dungeon, and only the smell of the pot wafting from the pot and the sound of the soup boiling hot proved that there were still people.