Remaining in the air, the remaining cuffs emitted the vague smell of herbs, reminding that this was not a dream.

Xiao Qingjue was woken up by a bucket of cold water, and when he woke up, it was still a dark and damp dungeon, and his posture was upgraded, and he was tied up in the shape of a cross.

Xiao Qingjue squinted her eyes with difficulty, looked at the surrounding environment, and seemed to have changed her cage again, thinking of this, her heart was like falling into a cold cellar.

The gentle and cruel wind blows, and what is colder than the wound is the crack in the heart.

What a disappointment.

Unspeakable disappointment.

I thought that when I woke up, there would be a warm bed.

With a clang, the iron door opened.

Walking in was a man with a scar on his face, and the smile of the man in front of her was clearly reflected in her struggling eyes.

The man looked at her at the same time, then lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then asked with a sinister smile. "Does it hurt?"

Xiao Qingjue was silent for a moment, don't look around, she couldn't speak at all!

"Don't worry, it'll be over soon." The man with the scar smiled happily and clapped his palms to himself.

Xiao Qingjue's heart trembled, pretending not to care, and trying to hook the corners of his mouth and smile.

This baby shouldn't be a dead pervert.

Then in the increasingly blurred vision, Xiao Qingjue saw many people walking in with serious expressions, and a little girl with a yellow face and thin muscles with trembling hands holding a delicate, textured bowl.

Xiao Qingyu was pinched his jawbone, and before he could react, a scarlet object was stuffed into his mouth.

Her eyes widened, and she could clearly feel the sticky, slippery stuff sliding down her esophagus.

I guessed in a panic that this red thing could not be someone else's heart, right?

What to do? I want to throw it up.

The man with the scar on his face suddenly slapped Xiao Qingjue's chest.

The thing successfully slipped into the body, and it couldn't pick it out.

Maybe it's starting to enter the digestive system now.

Xiao Qingjue wanted to cry without tears, and was so shocked that he couldn't wait to leave, finding a small corner to comfort his injured heart.

After a while, her hands hung down weakly, as if the strength of her body had been drained, and she felt that someone else had poured her a pot of water again.

She coughed twice, but didn't make a sound.

The cough was as if the heart and lungs had been coughed out, and the wound was tightly packed on the heart.

In the silence, it seems to feel a warm embrace.

She subconsciously wanted to open her eyes, however, it didn't work.

Xiao Qingyu even suspected that he was dead long after waking up for a long time.

There was a pair of shoes that stopped in front of him, which was a style that Xiao Qingyu recognized.

Su Gongzi walked beside her step by step, Xiao Qingyu involuntarily raised his head, looked up at him, and then pulled away a smile with difficulty.

Su Gongzi pursed his lips and didn't say a word.

Xiao Qingjue pinched and loosened his knuckles, and then began to hold his hand on his throat again, coughing heartbreakingly.

Su Gongzi stepped forward and held her hand, looking at Xiao Qingyu hesitantly, his voice with some warmth. "Your throat will get better soon, and the most important thing for you now is to heal your injuries."

Yes, he is Dr. Su, who is famous for his medical skills.

If you don't believe him, who else can you believe?

Anyway, I ended up coming out of that hellish place.

However, a melancholy in Xiao Qingjue's heart lasted for a long time.

She had a lot more to say.

So Xiao Qingyu moved his fingers, but watched Su Gongzi leave.

The temperature in the room was very comfortable, which always made Xiao Qingyu can't help but squint his eyes and play wontons.

I can't tell the difference between the seasons of the year.

Another day, the beautiful maid came to serve her to drink medicine, and talked softly about the latest gossip with Xiao Qingjue.

Xiao Qingjue nestled at the head of the bed, clasped his chest with both hands, and listened leisurely.

Listening to the handmaid looking for Xiao Qingjue, who was very close to Xiao Qingjue, her eyebrows fluttered and danced, "The Nine Emperors of the Dynasty is an amazing character, not only his face is like jade, his appearance is better than Pan An, and his kung fu is also very good, and he is jealous and hateful, and he does not frown in the face of thousands of troops........."

The main lord was silent, and couldn't help but want to pluck out his ears, and listened to the maid's long speech with bubbling eyes for a while, and then slowly entered the topic.

"On that day, the wind was light and the clouds were light, and the filial piety of the Nine Emperor Princes was commendable to pray for the Queen Mother in the palace to enter the mountain, who knew that he just ran into the bandits, and the Nine Emperor Princes did not frown, and persuaded the bandit leader to recruit peace without changing his face."

Is there such a thing? How I didn't know!

The bandit leader didn't listen, and tied up the Nine Emperors. Who would have thought that three days later, when the night was dark and the wind was high, the Nine Emperor Princes would use their own strength to cut down the grass and eradicate all the people in the village without knowing it, and none of them were left behind. ”

What kind of power is this?

Xiao Qingyu silently looked at his thin arms and legs.

"That day, it snowed heavily, and in the whistling wind, you could smell the heavy smell of blood coming from the air for hundreds of miles...... The Nine Emperor Princes stood proudly in the wind, covered in blood, with a sassy demeanor, and the smile on his face was like a child'......"

What kind of weird smile is this?

Murderer?

After a long time, the simple little maid seemed to come back to her senses and said with a smile. "Of course, this is only one of the versions......"

The corners of Xiao Qingjue's mouth hooked, feelings, and there are many versions.

So the little maid combed the hair of her sideburns, held her cheeks, and the talked again.

Xiao Qingjue closed his eyes slightly, fortunately, this version did not see blood.

This version preaches the theory of ghosts and gods.

"That day, the Nine Emperor Princes were robbed to the mountain, and a black wind blew on the mountain unexpectedly, and the bandit leader and this group of younger brothers and men and horses fell to the ground, and the barren mountains and wild mountains at night, the black wind was high, and the Nine Emperor Princes were blown by the wind, and they were blown into a black hole, and the Nine Emperor Princes stayed in the cave for three days, and they were found out unharmed by the entourage......"

Is there a female monster in the cave?

Then come a person with a demon, sadomasochistic love.

Xiao Qingyu suddenly opened her eyes, watched the little maid open her eyes and say nonsense, and couldn't help but sigh.

Can it be a little more outrageous?

"The beauty of the Nine Emperor Princes is so beautiful that the ghosts and gods cry all over the world, and even the monsters living in the mountains spy on their beauty, and they can't help but come to the rescue, fighting unevenly, and setting off a bloody storm........."

Xiao Qingyu sighed helplessly, even though he understood that it was needed to build momentum, but did he dare to make it up a little more exaggerated.

Then Xiao Qingyu raised his eyebrows, and finally heard a more normal version.

"It is said that on that day, the Nine Emperor Princes fell into the bandits' den, and the entourage brought a team of men and horses, and they slaughtered the mountain like a bamboo, and then the Nine Emperor Princes joined forces inside and outside, killing the sky and the darkness......"

The maid was still immersed in the story and was still talking about how to kill, at this time, there were light footsteps, from near to far, and finally stopped in front of Xiao Qingjue.

Xiao Qingyu looked at Su Gongzi sideways without much emotion, and then silently watched the maid who was still talking about leaving.

Su Gongzi glanced at her slowly, and then drank the tea in one gulp.

The storyteller's story is told to the end.

only ignores that the protagonist of the story is also a normal person.

And in this story, from beginning to end, Su Gongzi did not appear.

The Nine Emperors are one person in the whole process, and they are brave and unparalleled.

His whole body was covered with wounds, and the Nine Emperor Princes, who were sick and tired of nesting in the bed, couldn't help but want to laugh.