The unconscious blood parrot was dragged by Naya to the tavern, casually carrying a bag of goods.

The night was deeper, and the fringes were quieter, not even a single loitering that usually liked to go out late at night. Just now, the law enforcement mage group came with such a huge momentum, but the alleys of the surrounding blocks were all closed, and there was not even a thin slit to peep outside, and under the weight of survival, people had completely lost their curiosity.

Richard silently followed Naya, unable to see anything unusual except that his face was a little pale, but his hands hidden in his sleeves were clenched into fists, the muscles of his forearms were constantly beating, and drops of blood slowly oozed from his fingers. Richard's hand was wounded, the iron bar had not been polished, and the burrs and even the sand particles left over from the mold were still attached to the surface, and when he held it, it had worn out his palm. Originally, it was just a small superficial wound, but Richard now had to use the stinging pain caused by the pressure wound to barely suppress the ** pulse of the heart. His heart had already turned upside down, and if there was no one around, he really wanted to shout, kick and smash, only in this way could he vent his belated extreme tension a little.

Richard killed for the first time tonight, and took four lives in one fell swoop, and finally the warrior had his abdomen cut open by his hand, injuring most of his organs, and then died a slow and painful death in front of him, full of fear. At that time, when life and death were on the line, Richard entered a state of absolute tranquility, and his consciousness and movements were transformed into cold numbers, and the various skills he learned from Naya were naturally used, and they were not jerky at all. The four killers all thought that Richard was just a rookie magic apprentice, and this assumption immediately cost them their lives. Except for the fireball technique, the other three killers all died from Richard's unexpectedly superb assassination skills, and the results of the fireball technique, if carefully speaking, are also closely related to the assassination technique.

In the duel of the dark world, life and death are often decided in the moment when they pass by.

At the moment of the decisive battle, it was like a dream for Richard, a real, cold, and numerical dream. It wasn't until the gray dwarf left, and he had just woken up from his dream, and then the negative sensations of nervousness, weakness, nausea, and convulsions began to wash over Richard's heart in turn.

In addition to the sadness of the first killing, Richard also felt an indescribable nervousness about the fate of the blood parrot. For some reason, the more relaxed Naya looked, the more nervous Richard became. His observation has always been meticulous, and when Naya mentioned the blood parrot, he saw a slight unnaturalness on the faces of Naya's two companions in the corner of his eye, and the blood parrot showed an unconcealable fear and despair in the moment before he fell unconscious.

From Naya's words, Richard knew that the Blood Parrot had been famous in the Dark World for more than a decade. Such people, as well as Naya's companions over the years, will unconsciously show nervousness and fear, so after a while, Naya will show herself? Now, just thinking about the barrel, Richard's stomach began to hold back**, and he felt the urge to immediately find a corner and vomit out everything in his stomach.

Naya has one thing in common with Helen Su, and the Great Magus, that is, she never jokes about serious things.

Despite his urge to throw up immediately, Richard gritted his teeth and kept up with Naya, and managed to hold out until he reached the tavern. Even Richard himself thought it was a miracle.

After Naya and Richard left, the two lazy men who remained in place suddenly changed, they cleaned up the corpses and cleaned up the scene with incredible speed, and after a few minutes, almost all traces were wiped away, only the deep alley still left a large trace of magical flames**.

When people in the fringe areas walk out of their homes early tomorrow morning, they will feel as if nothing had happened last night. In fact, in the fringe area of chaos, similar things, including vibrations, explosions, and all kinds of strange noises, are often present, and people have long been accustomed to it, as long as the doors and windows are closed, then the inside and outside of the room are two different worlds, and whatever happens outside has nothing to do with the people inside. Buildings are protected by the rules of Navy, breaking into doors or destroying the exterior walls is absolutely not allowed, and the perpetrator will be judged as an invasion and become the enemy of Navy. Of course, what happens outside can also become relevant, if the people in the room are too curious.

Naya dragged the blood parrot through the small lobby and into the back kitchen from the bar. Richard found that the back kitchen of the tavern was unusually large, even larger than the size of the front room. In addition to the usual stoves, wine cabinets, and pantry, the walls of the kitchen are nailed with large and small iron rings, and there are even a few pulleys hanging from the ceiling, and several iron hooks of various sizes hang down.

The kitchen was filled with the smell of heavy fumes and low-quality spirits, but these two strong flavors could not suppress the ubiquitous musty smell. The walls and floor were made of stone and washed clean, but there were still large and faint marks of irregularities left on them.

"Go and close the door. Naya commanded, dragging the blood parrot to the middle of the kitchen.

Richard walked over and closed the door, and then saw that there was actually a wooden barrel that was not too small on the back of the door. The barrel had been in existence for a long time, and although it was rinsed cleanly and had no peculiar smell, the moment he saw it, Richard finally couldn't suppress the strong reaction of his body anymore, and suddenly threw himself on the side of the barrel, vomiting desperately.

He hadn't had time to eat dinner yet, so he vomited the few things in his stomach in a few strokes, and then spit out clear sour water. The heavy sour air rushed to Richard's nose, suppressing almost all the flavors in the back kitchen for a while, but another inconspicuous smell became extraordinarily clear. Richard instantly figured out the source of the smell, which was the smell of years of blood scale!

As soon as Richard knew that it was not good, his body's instinctive reaction had prevailed, and his stomach twitched violently, almost shrinking into a ball. The last wisps of acid almost squirted out of his mouth!

Naya seemed to have known that Richard would react like this, but at first she glanced at him nonchalantly and began to do things on her own. He pulled down the iron hook hanging from the ceiling, put the hands and feet of the blood parrot on the iron hook, and then as soon as he pulled the chain, the blood parrot was suspended in the air, and its limbs were stretched in different directions to the extreme.

The intense pain woke her up from her coma, and then the sharp object pierced several meridians with sharp pain, causing her to let out another terrible scream. However, after regaining its senses, the blood parrot immediately stopped screaming, but relaxed its tense body and began to look around. But the first thing she saw was Naya, so despair immediately flashed in her eyes, and she couldn't help but sigh.

Naya reached out and stroked her a few times, matching his lewd expression, it was really indescribably obscene. However, the blood parrot completely gave up the struggle, and the strength of its body continued to drain as Naya stroked it, and the despair in its eyes was so thick that it could not be dissolved.

Humming an out-of-tune tune, Naya began to undress one by one until she picked out the last bit of cloth and threw it away. The blood parrot was hung in the center of the kitchen like this, due to the destruction of some muscles and meridians, the body twitched and twisted slightly from time to time, and the place penetrated by the iron hook strangely did not bleed immediately, but slowly seeped outward, and a drop fell to the ground.

Richard finally stood up, his face pale and pale, and he had to hold on to the wall to stand firm. He wiped the stains on his chest, mustered up the courage to raise his head, and set his eyes on the body of the blood parrot**. He knew that the real test would come next.

The real age of the blood parrot should be past middle age, but the strong strength keeps her appearance and body in a very young state, she is no more than thirty from any angle, and the tight and powerful legs, the exaggerated curves of the chest and hips are full of temptation for men. In many cases, her face and body are her most powerful weapons. But now, her body did not have the slightest temptation in Richard's eyes, but because of his concentration, Richard could see that there was something abnormal in many parts of her body.