In the intensive care unit, Tortureblade stared at the white wall, his face expressionless.

"Slayer Butcher..." muttered the strange name to Tortureblade.

Zhang Qing walked in at this time, briefly looked at the wound of the torture blade, and said with an exclamation on his face, "Your physical fitness can be called a pervert." In just two hours, the wound had already begun to heal. ”

Tortureblade didn't pay any attention to her, his eyes still looking at the wall.

Zhang Qing heard the name of the slaughtering monarch in the name of the torture blade, and said with a surprised expression, "What? Do you want to kill her? I advise you not to think about it. There are countless people in the entire Apocalypse City who want to kill her, but so far no one has been able to hurt her. ”

"She's like me, she's pure, she's scary, she's disgusting." Torture Blade said suddenly.

Zhang Qing looked down at the pale face of the torture blade, nodded and said, "Indeed, you are the same as her, cold and not human. ”

Tortureblade stopped talking, and slowly closed his eyes.

He felt very strange, he was ravaged and bruised by the Slaughter Slaughter Monarch, and he did not have any anger or hatred towards the Slaughter Slaughter Monarch.

"Have you met the same kind of sympathy?" Torture Blade thought silently.

Next, the people who were in a coma woke up one after another, and slowly calmed down their spirits in a period of fear, and then they were taken out by those old birds and began to go through the normal entry process of the Seven Kills Division.

The weakened torture blade did not go out with them, not because he didn't want to go, but because he couldn't.

Having lost so much blood, he didn't even have the strength to stand up now.

The ward, which had just been crowded, suddenly became empty again.

The sun rises and sets. From morning to dusk, the entire ward was lying alone, and no one came, not even except Zhang Qing, who asked about his injuries.

This indifference didn't make Tortureblade feel uncomfortable. Tortureblade still enjoys the loneliness.

Hum Hum Hum...

Humming a sad tune in his mouth, Tortureblade looked at the window stained red by the setting sun, and suddenly said, "What's the matter?" ”

As the words fell, a figure flashed outside the window, and then the man had already crossed the window to the side of Tortureblade's bed.

Sey stared down at the Torture Blade. The perceptive eyes didn't see any of the information she wanted to see on this pale face.

"Your strength surprised me." Sey said calmly.

Tortureblade looked at Sey, who was still dressed as a maid, and asked, "You're a smart tanuki, why would you want to serve a waste?" ”

Sey sneered and said, "What an idiot, you think I'm going to serve that shitty Sam?" Big joke. ”

As he spoke, Sei sat casually on the bed of the torture blade, and suddenly took out a dagger and pressed it against the neck of the torture blade and said, "You can make a fool of the slaughtering king, you are a strong competitor." Don't blame me. ”

The cold dagger touched the skin of the torture blade's neck, and the torture blade remained calm, and even the body was defenseless.

Sey stared at the torture blade for a few seconds, and suddenly said, "Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?" ”

"You have no murderous intent on me." Torture Blade spoke.

"Hahaha!"

Sei laughed, then his face grew gloomy and said, "You seem to be confident in your instincts. But you know, intuition is all fake. ”

Unmoved, Tortureblade replied calmly, "Other people's intuitions are false, but mine's intuition is true." ”

"How real is it?"

"You're hungry for my abilities." Torture Blade said lightly.

Sey fell silent. After ten seconds, he slowly put away the dagger and said, "When you're healed, I need you to do me a favor." ”

"Why should I help you?"

"Because it's an order from the commander-in-chief."

Tortureblade turned his head to look at the ceiling and said, "Then let the moon god light come and talk to me." ”

Sey sneered when he heard this, and then his body disappeared directly.

Night.

Deng Heng walked into the cold and lonely ward with a fruit basket.

The moonlight shone in, and the white and warm ward during the day turned into a gloomy and miserable white.

Deng Heng handed the fruit basket to the torture blade and said, "Jujube, it can replenish blood." ”

Tortureblade sat up slightly, lifted his bandaged hand and picked up a red, crumpled fruit, which he put in his mouth and chewed.

"Yes, there's a lot of sugar, it can give me some energy."

Deng Heng smiled and said, "How is the slaughtering king?" ”

"Similar to me." Torture Blade said four words.

Deng Heng raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "You found out when you fought with her?" ”

Torture Blade chewed on the jujube and said, "She has no killing intent towards me." I'm the same, even if I am made like this by her, I don't have any hatred. ”

Deng Heng laughed when he heard this, "Indeed, when she came, she was indeed very similar to you now. But you are fundamentally different. ”

"What's the difference?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Deng Heng's eyes and said, "Her bestiality is 0, which is the lowest bestiality I have ever seen." And you, the beast nature is 90, which is the highest beast I have ever seen. ”

“0？” Torture Blade looked at Deng Heng, and a hint of surprise flashed in his black eyes.

Deng Heng squinted his eyes, looked at the torture blade and said, "I heard that you are a hunter, right?" ”

Torture Blade stared at Deng Heng intently and asked, "Is there any problem?" ”

Deng Heng shook his head with a smile and said, "No, it's just curiosity." I've heard the legend of hunters since I was a child, but I didn't expect that the cold boy I picked up was actually a hunter, which was just a bit of a surprise. ”

Xing Blade looked at Deng Heng silently, he didn't see any disgust on Deng Heng's face, and his keen sense didn't feel any hostility and malice.

"You don't have to think too much. Everyone has a good side. This side is the possibility that Master Yuehua said. Before I saw you that day, Yuehua had already deduced your identity and explained the stakes to me. ”

"What do you think?" Torture Blade asked.

Deng Hengwen smiled, reached out and touched the bare head of the torture blade and said, "At least you are not those perverted murderers recorded in history. ”

"I've killed a lot of people."

"I have killed many people, but in this sad apocalypse, what determines good and evil is not whether people are sinful or not, but whether they are worthless. The 80,000 calamities you killed in Black Cloud City are enough to reflect your value and your possibility. ”

After speaking, Deng Heng sighed and said, "It's very realistic, it's cruel." In these years, good people may not have good rewards, but bad people will live better and live longer. ”

Torture Blade didn't speak, and after a few seconds of silence, he suddenly asked, "What does this have to do with Slaughtering Monarch?" ”

Deng Heng smiled mysteriously and said, "When the time is ripe, I will tell you." ”

Tortureblade didn't ask any questions, and changed the subject and said, "How's my spirit learned?" ”

"It's coming. It is estimated that it will be completed in another three days. ”

The two chatted for a while, and Deng Heng left slowly.

Early the next morning.

The torture blade wrapped in gauze slowly stood up from the bed, chewing jujube in his mouth and looking at the bright sunlight outside the window.

Zhang Qing walked in with a plate of breakfast and asked, "How is it?" ”

Torture Blade nodded and said, "I've recovered a lot, and the wound has scabbed." It took another two days to recover almost completely. ”

Zhang Qing put down the plate, lit a cigarette in front of the torture blade and said, "Your performance is amazing, the Slaughter Monarch can't wait to torture you." You have to be mentally prepared. ”

"Killing the Slaughter King is not a problem, how is the matter with the Ulcer King?"

Zhang Qing spat out a puff of cigarette and said with a sad face, "I don't have a clue." ”

Tortureblade didn't say what he knew, and sat down to eat breakfast.

In silence, Zhang Qing left, but then another person came.

Torture Blade, who was eating bread with his head down, looked at the milk that was gradually freezing, and knew who it was.

"There are some strange disasters in the underground black market, you go investigate the day after tomorrow." The cold voice of the moon god light came.

Still eating with his head down, Tortureblade asked, "Who else?" ”

"Under the moon, Seyi, Iru, Lin Yun." Moon Shenguang put his hands behind his back and said lightly.

Tortureblade nodded, and asked again, "What kind of disaster?" ”

"You'll know when you see it."

With that, the moon god's light vanished.

The milk slowly melts and returns to its normal temperature.

Tortureblade drained the cold milk in one gulp and began to slowly move his body.

Then, as if she had made an appointment with someone else, she appeared at the door of Torture Blade's ward and asked, "How is your recovery?" ”

"Almost, you can run tomorrow."

Lin Yun, who came under the moon, walked in and said directly, "The day after tomorrow, I will go on a mission with me, and you must keep it secret." ”

"Tell me about the situation."

The two of them walked into the room, closed the door and said, "Now there is a strange pet in the city. ”

"Pets? What pets? ”

"Calamity, a variant of the Calamity Dragon, to be exact." Lin Yun said.

Torture Blade asked slightly, "They raise the disaster dragon?" ”

Yuexia hurriedly shook her head and said, "No, no. How is it possible to raise a disaster dragon? It was a variant of the Calamity Dragon, and its maximum size could only reach one meter. And it doesn't have the claws and sharp teeth that a plague dragon should have. It doesn't have any attack power, and it looks like it's fleshy, so it looks cute. ”

Lin Yun continued, "Although it doesn't have any offensive power and damage, it's a disaster after all. Someone is not at ease, so please let us check it out. ”

Tortureblade nodded, bowed his head in thought.

Lin Yun continued, "You have lived in the wilderness all year round, so you should know this thing very well. I need you to tell if these things are offensive and harmful. ”

"Calamity? Interesting. Tortureblade muttered.