Chapter 872 - 872: Draw the ground as a prison

After leaving the restaurant, he and Yue Ning stayed in an inn. When he set out from Aomine County, he brought some "good things", and these "good things" were all from his wife. This is also his greatest reliance and confidence in this trip.

In any case, he must ensure his personal safety, otherwise if something happens to him, when his wife knows, he will not know how sincere he is.

He loves her, but this love is not his weakness, but his strength. For her sake, he had to protect himself even more.

Besides, he was an older brother. Since he brought Yue Ning out, then, no matter what, it must be the original, not a single hair is missing, what was it when he came, and it will be the same when he returns to the Purple Garden. Be sure to go back together!

The two lived on the second floor of the inn, and after entering the room, Shujun untied the small cloth bag on his shoulder. This cloth bag looks quite small, but it is actually quite heavy.

When opened, it was filled with bottles and cans, with small notes on them detailing various uses.

"Come on, come on!" Shujun beckoned to Yue Ning, so the two got together and began to "share the spoils".

In addition to these bottles and jars, there are also some butter packets, which are mostly white, pink, purple, cyan, gray, and black powder.

Shujun licked her lips, "This time, we have to do a big ticket!" ”

Yue Ning seems to understand whether he understands or not.

Shujun squinted and smiled happily, "Do the right thing for heaven!" ”

Ho Fu.

It was a dark room with a wooden shelf in which a man hung his head and his arms were tied to each shelf.

He was covered with ugly scars. Some of them were old scars that had healed, others were new from yesterday, some of the wounds on their bodies were bleeding pus, and the rotten flesh near the wounds smelled foul.

He was abused so badly, and he was still alive, which is amazing.

There is an iron shelf on the sidelines, which is divided into three compartments, on which various torture instruments are displayed. There are leather whips, there are candles, there are knives and saws of all sizes, there are saws, but the most terrifying thing is the rows of transparent bottles.

I don't know what the texture of these bottles is, I can see clearly inside, in the yellow water, some are soaked in a pair of bloody eyes, some are soaked in hands and feet, internal organs, and even the most terrifying thing is that in one of the bottles, there is actually a human head soaked.

These limb organs are all from the backyard of Hefu. Those male favorite husbands who were originally married back by He Su, without exception, have all encountered accidents.

The jingling sound sounded, and outside, a withered man walked towards the darkroom with a food box.

This person is He Su's Zhengfu Luo Yang.

Luo Yang was originally pampered, in the past, even if He Su's heart was tied to the phoenix blood, even if He Su's feelings for him were not much love, but he always attached importance to him and never made him suffer a little bit in life.

But all this, since Pei Yu came back, has all changed.

"Takami."

After Luo Yang entered the darkroom, he lit the candlestick, and the dim candlelight illuminated a small corner.

The high-pitched husband who used to be flying and domineering is now ending up like this, which is also embarrassing.

Luo Yang looked down at himself again, as if he was in prison. Like a condemned prisoner, dragging heavy shackles.

He sighed with a bitter smile.

Isn't it just going to jail?

Now this He Mansion is no longer the He Mansion of the past. And this He Fuzhong has long been because of Pei Yu, painting the ground as a prison.

Chapter II.

(End of chapter)