The blood on the prisoner's face couldn't see his face clearly, only the pair of blood-red eyes stared at Shao Sinan angrily, and the messy hair attached to his lips was violently shaken by the exhaled air. Shao Sinan looked coldly and calmly at the pair of eyes that had become hot because of hatred, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and he snorted coldly between his snorts.

A killer himself! In the past ten years, there are so many souls under his own knife, and the peace and happiness that ordinary people should have have been completely far away from him ten years ago when he killed the first person. Since there is no hope, why bother thinking about it again.

Thinking like this, his face became more and more cold, and even the beautiful apricot eyes lost their luster and brightness, and slowly became as deep and terrifying as a dark soul-attracting path.

There was still a creepy howl in Rashotang, and Chai Lie had already sent out the order, and at this time, there was already someone at the door of Rashotang, dressed in pitch-black clothes and even wearing a pitch-black mask on his face.

"Little junior sister is offended!" One of the men guarding the door said coldly and gave a look to the person next to him.

Shao Sinan lowered his eyelids and looked at the rusty gate of Rashotang, listening to the cry behind the door, like a cry of urgency, clenching his fists tightly. The other person came up and couldn't help but say, and began to pull Shao Sinan's clothes directly.

A faint exclamation seemed to come from the edge of the sky in the claustrophobic underground space, and in an instant, Shao Sinan had already grabbed the man's hand, and the injured inch-long nails had been pinched into the man's flesh, "Can I come by myself?" ”

The clothes on his chest have been peeled off, revealing a silver silk coat, a red ribbon hanging from his slender snow-white neck, red, white and silver, plus Shao Sinan's long hair like black ink, a face is even more icy and moving.

The man next to him hesitated slightly, but still nodded, and the man who was grabbed by the wrist took a step back in amusement after Shao Sinan let go of his wrist.

When the rain-soaked black clothes faded down, there was not even a sound of rubbing, Shao Sinan kept looking at the shadow cast by the oil lamp on the bluestone floor, and the movements of his hands were carried out unhurriedly.

Although it was already a cold autumn day, he was only wearing a long black coat, and after it faded, only a small coat and thin dirty pants were left.

And what is surprising is that from the chest and even to the instep of the whole body, there are dense scars like thin blades, some of them have turned pale for a long time, and some should have just healed or purple-red, this one by one scars are clothed on the snow-white skin, and the original exquisite body has lost its brilliance, and even the two men guarding the door are reluctant to take a second look.

With a "bang", a bucket of fishy fish oil was poured on his body, and the two men retreated several steps in a row as if avoiding the plague god. The fish oil twisted the young man's silky black hair into strands and put it on his increasingly pale face. It was only at this time that Shao Sinan raised his head, and there was a flash of sadness in his dark eyes.

The strong smell of fish oil stimulated the monster behind the door, and the sharp sound like a steel knife cutting through the iron door stimulated the eardrum, shaking the dungeon's already suffocating feeling of suffocation and fear.

Because of the clenching of the root of his teeth, Shao Sinan's originally beautiful face was a little deformed, his eyebrows frowned, and his eyes flashed as sharp as a blade.

I couldn't see who took an iron curtain and put it on his head, and with the iron door opening suddenly, Shao Sinan rushed into the dark room like a bolt of lightning.

There was no light in the dark room, and through the faint light of the air window on the stone wall, you could vaguely see the black shadows in the room shaking rapidly, and a pair of red eyes were full of fluttering like ghost fires.

The smell of fishy fish oil stimulated the cat to go crazy, and before it could stand firmly, a terrible cry with a long tail note, a black shadow had already pounced, and if it weren't for the iron curtains, the face would have been clawed.

His face escaped this time, but there was a pain under his feet, and several black shadows had already pounced on his feet and bit his instep, greedily sucking fresh blood.

These beasts were eager to feed themselves in one bite, and every time they bit Shao Sinan, they could feel the barbs on their tongues scratching at their skin.

With a palm blow, the cat's back sank again, followed by a cone of pain. In ten years, Shao Sinan's martial arts were not low under Chai Lie's training, and her amnesia since childhood made her concentrate on studying martial arts, and her internal strength and martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds in recent years.

But good martial arts are used to deal with people, even if dozens of people surround Shao Sinan, she won't even frown, but in front of her is a group of hungry wild cats who are crazy and want to swallow people in one bite, and there are hundreds of them, and they are hard to beat with two fists and four hands, not to mention so many cat claws.

After a while, the only clothes left on Shao Sinan's body were scratched and broken, and his skin was blurred except for his head and neck.

This is the cat punishment in the Ice Imperial Gate, almost all the killers up and down, both men and women, have been punished like this, and Shao Sinan was unwilling to kill when he first came, Chai Lie threw her directly into it when she was still a child in order to train her, and if she wanted to come out alive, she had to fight with these cats.

For the first time, Shao Sinan couldn't parry it at all, and he threw it in and screamed again and again, and he didn't even have a moment of effort to drag it out, and he directly became a bloody person.

But Chai Lie didn't give up at all for the second and third time, until Shao Sinan learned to fight with cats, and his eyes became more and more vicious, and then when Shao Sinan killed people without blinking, he no longer needed cats to train, and these cats became torture instruments to punish Shao Sinan. He wore a curtain on his head, and his head and neck were protected, but his body was already scarred.

After fighting with the cat for half an hour after exhaustion, Shao Sinan was dragged out, already covered in blood and almost fainted, and was carried back to the room by someone, not even a person who was drugged.

In the middle of the night, Shao Sinan only felt as if he was in a sea of fire, and when he woke up, his body was already red and swollen with blood, and the miserable wind and rain outside the window hit the window, and the gradually bare branches cast a huge black shadow like a devil's claw under the illumination of the lantern under the porch. The faint light fell on Shao Sinan's face, revealing a mottled injury.

Even though he had told himself before not to expect other things that he couldn't get, but in the cold night, listening to the cold rain beating the plantains, and knocking on the heartbreak bit by bit, the injured Shao Sinan looked at the distant dark night outside the window, feeling so small, so fragile, and there was still a desire in his heart.