Chapter 11: Doubts

The man patiently applied ointment to Yang Xingmo, and bandaged Yang Xingmo well, but it was just ...... Yang Xingmo on the bed is like a zongzi, a whole mummy. Yang Xingmo lay quietly on the bed, some blood foam gushed out from the corners of his mouth from time to time, and his legs and arms were just lying motionless on the bed. "It's getting harder and harder, and this time your legs and arms are broken. How many of the 36 criminal penalties do you say you have been subjected to? The man found a place to sit down, took a straw in his mouth and asked helplessly, while also packing up the medicine box.

Yang Xingmo tilted his head and spit out the blood foam in his mouth, and said weakly: "I don't know, it should be eighteen!" ”

The man shook his head and looked at Yang Xingmo pouting helplessly, and stopped talking.

After a while, a team of warriors pushed open the door and walked in, looking at Yang Xingmo lying on the bed with a look of disdain: "I really don't know what adults think, they actually want this person's blood." "Don't talk too much, do what you're asked." The two whispered and walked into the cell, Yang Xingmo stared at the ceiling of the cell and looked at it blankly, the two warriors came to the side of the mummy Yang Xingmo, took out a needle and aimed it at him, and then looked at the only face without any covering, and then looked at it again and again, and couldn't find the place to put the needle. The man couldn't help but want to laugh when he looked at the black faces of the two samurai, the samurai looked at Yang Xingmo who was covered in bandages with a black face, and then ripped off a section of bandages with his hand, pricked it with a needle, took the blood of a needle, and then left.

The man couldn't help but laugh after the samurai left: "Those two samurai are so stupid. Yang Xingmo also laughed, and then fell silent. When the man saw that Yang Xingmo seemed to have some thoughts, he stopped making a sound, and was busy with his own incident on the side. "You say, what are they doing with my blood? And I took it many times! The man looked at Yang Xingmo in surprise, and Yang Xingmo looked at the man with a surprised face: "What's wrong?" ”

The man calmed down a little before asking, "How do you know they took your blood?" "Good hearing!"

......The man shook his head and said, "I don't know, I also took a look at your blood, it's no different from ordinary people, not even the unique breath of the Sky Devouring Beast has no blood in you, and I don't know what they want your blood to do!" ”

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Mei Tao curled up her slender legs, looking lazily at the silver mask left by Yang Xingmo and the black arm guff on the bedside table. At this time, the door opened, and a pair of extremely beautiful long legs stepped in, Mei Tao glanced up and lowered her head again: "Sister, why are you here?" Is the hall alright? "The person who came in was Mei Tao's only sister and the second-in-command of the noble hall - Mei Chun. Mei Chun changed into slippers and twisted her waist and walked in, lying on the bed to reveal her beautiful curves, especially the curves of a pair of long legs, which made people boil with animal blood. Mei Chun yawned and asked lazily, "What's wrong?" My good sister? What's not to be happy about? Talk to my sister. ”

Mei Tao shook her head and didn't say anything, just silently put away the mask and arm cover at the head of the bed. Mei Chun saw it at a glance, smiled in surprise and didn't say anything, just lay on the bed and fell asleep. Mei Tao didn't bother her, and walked straight out. After all, although the two are sisters, the relationship between them is not very good.

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"Your Excellency, you have brought the blood you wanted."

Zunshang hummed softly, let the blood be placed on the table, and waved them down again. Zun Shang looked at the tube of blood tiredly, a little strange. Zunshang picked up the tube and looked at it again and said to himself: "Strange, how strange is this blood!" It said that this kid has the genes of a purple-level Sky Devouring Beast, as long as he can awaken the genes, he can control him and become the leader of the Dragon Star, but his blood is nothing special! Even with the best genetic detectors, it was not detected that his blood contained the genes of the Purple-level Empty Devouring Beast! What the hell is going on! ”

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The man looked at the warriors outside very bored, the warriors came to torture Yang Xingmo again, every time as long as he cured Yang Xingmo, this group of people came to torture Yang Xingmo, the man was very strange, what was wrong with Yang Xingmo to torture him like this. There is blood on the ground, Yang Xingmo's blood...... There is also the blood of the Beast of Desire, it is said that the blood of the Beast of Desire has an aphrodisiac effect and does not have any antidote, at this time Yang Xingmo was soaked in a wooden barrel full of the blood of the Beast of Desire.

Yang Xingmo's face was red, his eyes were even more blood-red, his eyes revealed a trace of madness from time to time, and he looked at Mei Chun with the most primitive desire in his eyes. "Roar ......" Yang Xingmo roared angrily, full of tyranny and a hint of madness, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth were still gushing out blood from time to time, dripping on the blood of the beast of desire and making bursts of "snort" sounds. Mei Chun looked coldly at Yang Xingmo, who was writhing in the barrel, and said after a while: "Bring him out and throw him into the black prison and hand it over to Qin Hehuan." "Yes."

As soon as the man heard this, his mouth widened, and he watched blankly as the warriors dragged Yang Xingmo, who was close to madness, into the deep black prison, and then heard a hearty roar and the sound of a woman screaming. The man suddenly clamped his legs when he heard this, he had personally experienced this kind of criminal law, Qin Hehuan had the attachment of the Sky Devouring Beast - the genes of the Phantom Beast, his appearance was unchanged for a lifetime, extremely beautiful, and at the same time, he was dissatisfied all his life, if he hadn't been saved by the torturer at that time, he would have been squeezed dry, from now on, as long as the man heard Qin Hehuan's three-character legs, his legs would become soft, it was a nightmare!

The man waited dryly in prison, praying in his heart...... Damn Yang Xingmo, don't be squeezed dry! After a while, a woman dressed in a gauze dress, with smooth skin and a seductive aura, dragged the unconscious Yang Xingmo out. When the man saw that his legs immediately weakened, he knelt down with a "plop". This woman is Qin Hehuan.

"Mei Chun, I'll leave it to you. It's been a long time since I've been so comfortable, and you've given me a good man! Tut...... It's still a chick! Qin Hehuan showed a smile that turned all beings upside down, and let out a soft and sweet voice. The warriors all swallowed a mouthful of saliva involuntarily, Qin Hehuan's ear power was also very good, and when he heard this sound, he looked at the warriors with watery eyes, and the warriors who were swept by Qin Hehuan were all breathing heavily, their eyes were red, and their throats let out a low roar, like a beast. Seeing this, Mei Tao snorted coldly, and Qin Hehuan looked at Mei Chun with a pair of watery eyes: "Hehe, don't be angry!" Mei Chun, sister, let's go. Well...... Hehe......" Mei Chun watched the enchanting Qin Hehuan slowly go away with a dark face, and the warriors gradually returned to normal with Qin Hehuan's departure, but every samurai's eyes grew a little bit of desire.

Yang Xingmo was thrown back into prison again, the man moved Yang Xingmo to the bed, and when he saw the blood stains on Yang Xingmo's chest, he knew that the dark wounds in his body had deepened again. Because Yang Xingmo was affected by the blood of the beast of desire, it accelerated the blood flow in his body, and after the dark injury, this rapid flow seemed to break through the obstacle, but in fact, it caused Yang Xingmo's tendons and veins and blood vessels to collapse, making the dark wound aggravate again, and only then did he trigger the dark wound to vomit blood when he was on fire.

The man shook his head helplessly: "Are these people going to play him to death?" The man sighed and opened the medicine box to treat Yang Xingmo.

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In the black prison, Qin Hehuan used a glass tube to collect a lot of ** from her thigh, Yang Xingmo flowed out a lot, then plugged it with a stopper, put it aside and walked into the bathroom to invade her body, because tonight her beloved Admiral Zun came to her black prison and spent the Spring Festival with her.

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Yang Xingmo woke up under the man's care, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a black ceiling, and Yang Xingmo went to bed but his body became soft and weak for some reason. When the man saw it, he smiled and said, "Don't bother, you almost died yesterday." ”

"What's going on?"

"Do you remember?"

"I just remember that I was put in a blood bucket and then my consciousness slowly blurred."

......The man looked at Yang Xingmo's eyes and found that he didn't tell a lie, so he told everything that happened.

Yang Xingmo looked at the ceiling a little dazed, the man brought the basin and asked him to wash himself, Yang Xingmo washed up in a daze and went to the side in a daze. After a few minutes, Yang Xingmo felt that something was wrong, and after thinking about it, he still didn't come up with it.

So he scratched his ears and cheeks in a hurry, and when the man saw it, he asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Yang Xingmo immediately had some thoughts when he saw it: "What do you think I look like?" ”

The man was inexplicable: "What how?" Isn't it just one person? ”

"Uh...... No, do I have the scales of the Hollow Eater on my face or arm? ”

"No! What's wrong? ”

Yang Xingmo was shocked, because he knew from Mei Tao that the people who couldn't maintain the appearance of the Sky Devouring Beast were all pariahs below the second level, since he himself had lost the appearance of the Sky Devouring Beast, why did he still take his blood? As soon as Yang Xingmo said this, the man was silent, and both of them were very confused, not knowing what they were thinking, but there must be a conspiracy.