As soon as Wu Kaiyuan's words fell, he immediately pounced on Leng Jiuming's body, and poked Leng Jiuming's white jade-like neck with his yellow-brown sharp nails, and then with a "squeak", Leng Jiuming's perfect neck was torn open, and a wisp of blood slowly flowed down from the injury.

Seeing this, Wu Kaiyuan pressed Leng Jiuming's shoulder hard, put his mouth on the wound on Leng Jiuming's neck and sucked hard, Wu Kaiyuan's disgusting half of his face showed a satisfied smile, as if he had drunk the most tempting wine in the world.

Wu Kaiyuan sucked nearly a cup of tea before leaving Leng Jiuming's neck, he raised his head and stared at Leng Jiuming stupidly, stretched out his tongue and licked it slowly around the corner of his mouth that was still stained with blood, and sighed loudly: "Leng Jiuming, I don't know if you have ever tasted your own blood? That taste is really delicious, just like this face of yours, it is unforgettable, and it is even more addictive, hahaha......"

"Hehe, you are the first person who can taste my blood, I hope you don't regret it. Leng Jiuming glanced at Wu Kaiyuan with a look of disgust, and said lightly mockingly.

"Don't look at when, you still dare to threaten me!" Wu Kaiyuan stretched out his right hand and pinched Leng Jiuming's neck hard, and the wound on Leng Jiuming's neck gushed blood under Wu Kaiyuan's squeezing, staining Wu Kaiyuan's hand with scarlet.

Looking at the bright red blood on his hands, Wu Kaiyuan suddenly felt better, he immediately withdrew his hand, combined his palms, and rubbed his palms to the back of his hands, so that his hands were evenly smeared with Leng Jiuming's bright red blood.

"Leng Jiuming, come, you also taste the taste of your own blood. Wu Kaiyuan handed his blood-stained fingers to Leng Jiuming's mouth, wanting to stuff the blood-stained fingers into Leng Jiuming's mouth.

But when his finger came to Leng Jiuming's mouth, Wu Kaiyuan took his hand back violently, he didn't dare to be reckless, I don't know if Leng Jiuming would really bite his finger off.

"Hehe, I have a good solution!" Wu Kaiyuan withdrew his hand, and in a flash of inspiration, he walked to the stone wall that had already been scattered all over the place, and picked up an iron rod.

"This guy is good!" Wu Kaiyuan smiled strangely, walked to Leng Jiuming's side, raised the iron rod in his hand, and smashed the wound on Leng Jiuming's chest a few times.

After a few sticks, the iron rod was stained with Leng Jiuming's blood, Wu Kaiyuan picked up the iron rod and was about to stuff it into Leng Jiuming's mouth, how could Leng Jiuming do what he wanted, gritted his teeth, and refused to let go no matter how Wu Kaiyuan made it.

"Lao Tzu is kind enough to entertain you with your blood, it seems that you don't want to appreciate it, since that's the case, then don't blame me!" Wu Kaiyuan's conspiracy did not succeed, first glared at Leng Jiuming viciously, and then he looked at the bloody slender round iron rod in his hand, revealing a cold smile.

Wu Kaiyuan turned around and went behind Leng Jiuming, and slammed the blood-stained iron rod into Leng Jiuming's back, and laughed proudly: "Leng Jiuming, if you toast yourself and don't eat and drink, this taste must be unforgettable for life." ”

Leng Jiuming was tossed by Wu Kaiyuan like this, his face turned pale in an instant, his arms that were tied up were tightened, and the fist that he was holding was bleeding because of the sinking of his nails, and he continued to fall to the ground along the fist.

"Huh...... Hehe......" In the severe pain of this inhuman torture, Leng Jiuming sneered a few times and sneered: "I thought that you had the ability to make me worse off than dead, but I didn't expect it to be like this, you yourself are a waste, you can only use a dead thing to deal with me, you can't even compare to this dead thing." Hehe......"

Leng Jiuming's words once again poked the pain in Wu Kaiyuan's heart, he jumped to his feet in anger, Leng Jiuming was still so hard-mouthed, and he could still sneer at him, he spun in front of Leng Jiuming like the wind, opened his bow left and right, and slapped Leng Jiuming more than a dozen times in a row.

When Wu Kaiyuan stopped, he saw that the corners of Leng Jiuming's mouth were bleeding but there was still a mocking smile, he was so angry that his internal organs were in pain, and he clenched his fists and punched Leng Jiuming's temples hard.

Leng Jiuming was dizzy by Wu Kaiyuan's continuous dozen slaps, and he didn't have time to avoid the punch for a while, he was hit by Wu Kaiyuan, and suddenly fainted in front of him.

Wu Kaiyuan watched Leng Jiuming, who was tied there, being knocked unconscious, pulling his head and seeming to be dying, but he still didn't understand his hatred, Leng Jiuming actually said that he was not as good as an iron rod, how could he endure it!

"Leng Jiuming, I want you to be the same as me, you can't even compare to an iron rod!" Wu Kaiyuan said angrily at the unconscious Leng Jiuming, and after roaring, he pulled out his long sword, and the bright blade rushed straight towards Leng Jiuming under the reflection of the firelight.

Just when the blade of the sword was about to stab Leng Jiuming, Hua Wuying shouted angrily: "You eunuch stop me!"

As soon as Hua Wuying's words came out, Wu Kaiyuan immediately stopped the movements in his hand, and instead glared at Hua Wuying, the two words "eunuch" stepped on Wu Kaiyuan's sore feet, and he strode towards Hua Wuying with angry eyes.

Hua Wuying saw the angry Wu Kaiyuan, at this time he was like a demon devouring from Shura Hell, he could torture her to death at any time, seeing Wu Kaiyuan's tragic methods, Hua Wuying's whole body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

But Hua Wuying's trembling at this time was not out of fear of Wu Kaiyuan, but out of anger and anger, she was so angry that every cell in her body was clamoring to break Wu Kaiyuan's body into pieces and then break her bones and ashes, and she also blamed herself for letting Leng Jiuming suffer all this that she shouldn't have suffered.

But now, no matter how angry Hua Wuying is, no matter how angry she is, how angry she is, how much she blames herself, and what she has to do is to try to protect Leng Jiuming, and she must not let Wu Kaiyuan hurt him in the slightest, let alone let Wu Kaiyuan torture him so cruelly. Even if she took her own life, she must protect him.

Hua Wuying took a deep breath and looked at Wu Kaiyuan, she forced herself to calm down, and mocked with a sneer: "Wu Kaiyuan, you said that you were haunted by Leng Jiuming when you saw him, and it was difficult to forget him, you must know that who can turn a blind eye to a character like Leng Jiuming?"

"It's just a pity that no matter what you do, you can't get into his eyes, you couldn't get into his eyes in the past, do you think you can still get into his eyes now? Tell you, even the eunuchs in the palace are thousands of times stronger than you. ”

"Do you think that by torturing him, you will make him look down on you? Even if you kill him, you will not be able to enter his eyes! Do you think that if you kill him, you will be happy in your heart? You killed your father and the entire Ten Thousand Poisons Gate because of your own demons!"

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