The upside-down bloody man opened his eyes and looked at the contents of the colander, his eyes widening.

Astonishment in his eyes, fear in his eyes...... A flash flew by.

"Scared?" Drunk Hanjiang asked softly with a low sigh.

The bloody man's Adam's apple moved, closed his eyes, and suddenly opened them again, opening his mouth and spitting on the other party's face!

Drunk Hanjiang did not dodge or dodge, a trace of light flashed under his eyes, and he reached out to wipe the saliva off his cheeks.

He smiled and said, "Na Na Na, it's really unhygienic, you still have to let me help you with these little cuties." ”

When the bloody man heard this, his body shook suddenly, and the whole person trembled slightly.

As if he hadn't seen it, Zui Hanjiang chuckled and poured the little thing in the colander on him suddenly!

"Ahh

The bloody man screamed.

Immediately afterward, the whole body trembled violently.

It's like a spasm.

"Ah...... Hiss...... My lord, I really don't know, I really don't know where Chards is...... Hiss...... Yes...! The bloody man groaned in pain.

He began to writhe in an attempt to shake off the wriggling things on his body, but they were firmly attached to his skin......

Suck the brilliant blood, the thick blood clotting.

Patchy bronzed skin was exposed, and it was a scarred man who had been tortured.

He gasped for breath and his heart trembled violently.

A keen sense of touch felt the little wriggling thing, little by little, burrowing into the layers of his skin.

"Ahh

It's too torturous psychologically.

The man's voice was hoarse, and cold sweat dripped to the ground on his face.

"I said...... You make those things stop, stop......!!! ”

"Tell me the conditions." Drunk Hanjiang looked indifferently and said, "Haven't you figured out your situation yet?" ”

The man's heart trembled, and the skin felt more obvious, and those things stinged when they got in, and the pain kept appearing all over his body......

He's finished!

The light at the bottom of his eyes drooped, and suddenly a black thing an inch long fell on the tip of his nose.

His eyes widened in fright, and he just looked at the thing, slowly squirming in his face.

The cold and slippery feeling made his heart cold.

As the thing poked into his nostrils—

Suddenly, he yelled: "Chards is hiding in Mu Chenghei, in Mu Chenghei!" ”

"Click-"

The thing fell to the ground.

Drunk Hanjiang squatted down, picked up the blood leech that had been knocked out, and slowly played with it in his hand: "Say it earlier, don't you need to meet the treasure of the blood gate, tsk, the cicadas are hungry, you can be kind and give them your blood." ”

The Blood Gate is a treasure, long and blood-sucking, cunning and ferocious.

The name given by the door master: Blood Cicada.

"You...... You...... Uh......" The man opened his mouth and just shouted a sound, his body suddenly dried up, and the skeleton loomed, wrapped in a layer of mottled skin, as if it had fallen.

Mo Chen shook his head and sighed, and said straightly: "Cruel, too cruel!" ”

"Drunk facial paralysis, you follow me, you didn't learn the advantages of my whole body at all, but you learned ninety percent of the cruelty and ruthlessness of the door master, it's a pity."

"What a pity?"

Drunk Hanjiang asked, put the colander under the shriveled corpse in his hand, and the inch-long blood cicadas ate round and tumbled into the colander one after another.

Put them back into the square water tank, and obediently follow the silkworm babies one by one.

There is no murderous appearance that has just sucked blood.

Mo Chen looked at the jar and then at him: "Look at them, they are the copy of our master." ”

"What about you, too direct and stupid, how can you be like the master of the door, a living pretender for the vulnerable."

Drunk Hanjiang raised his eyebrows slightly, he didn't know that this person would evaluate him like this.

"Stupid?" He turned, a word spilling out of his lips.

Mo Chen: "That's not the point. ”

"Well, I'm stupid."

Drunken Hanjiang's eyelashes trembled, like a black butterfly flying up and down, and his tone was faint mixed with a hint of danger.

"......" Mo Chen shook his thighs, as if something was wrong.