What to do, now I can only wait for these people to let go of the rags in their mouths and be able to speak to save their lives, I really didn't expect that I was doing good deeds, but things became like this. What's going on? I can't even get along with myself.

I don't know how far I walked, Mo Xie was tied to a shelf, and his hands and feet were hanging. Well, someone pulled the black cloth off their eyes, and a malicious face appeared in front of them.

"You still don't recognize me, why didn't you run away this time?Ha, ha, ha" Mo Ye's eyes gradually regained their clarity, and when he looked closely, it was the senior brother who had no skin and no face. "Oh, by the way, you don't know me, my name is Feng Yu, the sixth senior brother of the little junior sister, come on, we are already done getting to know each other", "Come on, take the whip".

A subordinate ran over and handed Feng Yu a whip. Feng Yu bit hard, and fiercely whipped up and hit Mo Xie.

"Slap, smack, slap," "Mmmm, mmmm" "Look, I'll let you see, look, I'll let you see, see how you died this time" Feng Yu whipped and whipped hard.

"Run, I'll let you run, this time I'll see how you run. After a while, Mo Ye's clothes were beaten into bloody strips, and his skin was opened. Feng Yu was still playing frantically, and he didn't know how many whips he had beaten, but he knew that this kid had fainted once, and he woke up with water again.

"Stop, who told you to fight. A coquettish voice shouted. "Hehehe, the little junior sister is here, aren't I angry for you?" Feng Yu said.

"It's none of your business, let's go, Xiaolan, please go back to the room to rest. ”

"Yes, Miss, Sixth Senior Brother, please" Feng Yu glanced at it and walked out of the city with a dull look.

Dull Jun looked at this man covered in blood and drooping his head, in fact, he just wanted to vent his anger, but he didn't expect the trouble to get bigger and bigger.

"Xiaotong, find some medicine," Dull Jun said. "Tell me, what's your name?" asked Dull Jun. Mo Ye raised his head weakly and lowered it again. "Well, don't speak? I don't want to embarrass you and give you three ways, one is to let me gouge out your eyes, the second is to kowtow to me three times and say sorry, and the third is to tell me where you learned your kung fu and teach me that. ”

"How's it going? Give you three days to think about it, don't say I didn't give you a chance. Saying that, he jumped and left, "Xiaotong, ask someone to give him medicine, don't die." ”

"Yes, Miss," Xiaotong replied. "Come on, give him some medicine."

Two subordinates came over and took off Mo Ye's coat. When, a few things fell. "What is it" Xiaotong asked, and a subordinate hurriedly picked it up, "I don't know how to say," smiled and said, "Tong girl, you put it away."

A burst of heart-piercing pain made Mo Ye faint again, and when he woke up, it was already early in the morning.

"Miss, take a look, this is from the man outside. Xiaotong saw that Dull Jun had finished washing, and sent the things to Dull Jun. Let it go, what good things can be, Dull Jun thought to himself. "Xiaotong went and asked if that person had thought about it."

Xiaotong came to Mo Xie, "Miss asked if you have thought about it." "Okay, don't talk, okay, this girl is gone, and she won't come back for a day today." As he spoke, he flew out of the city.

The scorching sun basked Mo Ye for a whole day, his mouth was dry, his throat was smoking, especially the wound was roasted like fire, the painful Mo Ye kept gritting his teeth, Mo Ye also tried to use his spiritual power, I don't know what kind of qi Lu Dao was, and the mist in the sea did not move at all.

On this day, many people walked by here, but they all lowered their heads and did not look at Mo Ye. Maybe life is like this, once you lose your freedom, in the eyes of others, the most painful expression is just a passing cloud of smoke.

From time to time, there were also a few male disciples who were enthusiastic about the little junior sister, and they punched and kicked Mo Ye for a while. Mo Xie endured it silently, he didn't know when this insult would end, he seemed to be familiar with that voice, and he didn't know what Lu Dao was now very far away. He was trying to think and remember. Perhaps the physical pain had numbed Mo Ye's memory.

Mo Qiang also wanted to raise his head and be strong and unyielding like the characters of ancient novels. He tried, and when the raining fists hit his body, he wanted to give in, to howl and beg for mercy, but all he could do was whine, and even the begging gaze could not be transmitted from the fragile head. The experience of life and death, injury and pain has made Mo Ye understand that he is not a hero, he is just an ordinary and weak person.

It wasn't until after the sun had gone down that he came back surrounded by a large crowd of people. "Little junior sister, is that the one who is?" said Mo Ye with two feet on his stomach. "Alright, don't kill him, I'll leave him useful," Dull Jun said. Mo Ye, who was confused, felt the pain, but after a day of exposure and bullying, the pain of the ice dew condensing wound had made him unconscious, and he didn't care about these punches and kicks.

A group of people laughed in the blunt room until late at night. Mo Xie drooped his head, and when he was a little sober, he seemed to hear the familiar voice of the past. He thought it was an illusion, an illusion of longing. He tried to remember the faces and wanted to compare them with his relatives and friends who had the same voice. However, his consciousness gradually blurred again, and then he fell into a new round of coma. When these people left, Erbium practiced with great interest on Mo Ye for a while, and then the interest dispersed. Mo Ye couldn't feel a trace of pain anymore, and he didn't even snort.

"Have you thought about it, you can't think about it, we're leaving?" Xiaotong said, and Dull Jun had already walked out of the garden with a few girls. Mo Xie's head drooped as if he hadn't heard it. In fact, he is now hanging, sometimes awake and sometimes unconscious, where can he still hear this. It's another day for Dull Jun to go. If she knew that her Mo Xie brother was in her own hands, she experienced the fragility of life, experienced the wind and rain and the indifference of human nature, and did not know how crazy she would be. Why is it that when a person is his own relative, his injuries and pains, life and death will make us cry and grieve. However, the life and death of others are just a mosquito or a fly to us, which does not bring a trace of sadness, and even brings disgust to the soul.

It's been a long day, as long as ten years. The scorching sun made Mo Ye dizzy, his body was like a fire, and from time to time there were mosquitoes and flies competing for his broken flesh and blood. These disgusting guys were originally the enemies of their lives, but at that time, there was Chengying to defend them. Yes, Chengying, Chengying, where are you, why are there so many mosquitoes?! Mo Xie called out in confusion in pain and insect bites, but everything was in vain. No one can hear it, only himself, the shadow of that person, but sometimes clear in his mind, sometimes dissipated.

Mo Xie no longer had the strength to resist the scorching sun, when had his weak body and soul gone through these trials. In a trance, there was a person who approached him, and seemed to say a lot, but there were very few that could remain in his ears, and he only remembered that his name was Feng Yu. Then Mo Ye felt a roar, a whip like crazy. Suddenly, Mo Xie snorted, two times, three times, Mo Ye's teeth were about to be crushed, his fists were clenched tightly, his body kept trembling, Mo Ye once again dispersed his angry gaze, lost the will to resist, let you roar, let your leather whip high, for Mo Ye stopped, only a piece of flesh to bully. After beating and scolding, Feng Yu left with red eyes, although the anger in his heart has gone a lot, but the resentment in his heart has risen. It's jealousy, that's right, jealousy, when someone else has jealousy that you don't have, and the hatred that this jealousy causes is the most shameful aspect of the human heart. This psychology is especially prominent only when the person you are jealous of is the most vulnerable and powerless. Feng Yu was not tired, but he was afraid that Dujun would see his cruel side, so he slipped away quietly.

Regarding his arrival and departure, Mo Ye at this time did not care anymore, and he could not care anymore. The pouring rain stimulated Mo Ye's nerves, and he suddenly woke up from his coma, raised his head, and slammed his arm twice, which was completely useless. He mobilized the mana in his body, but there was no force to get him out of the rope. After the pain was like a knife, Mo Ye stared at the building in the distance, where he was, he seemed to have remembered. He wanted to roar, but he couldn't make a sound. Let the rain fall, let the wind and rain bully. Mo Ye seemed to see the fusion of the familiar voice and the beautiful face in the wind and rain, was it her? After Mo Ye's excitement, he once again walked from the realm of reality to the illusion. Shaking his fragile head in disbelief, he fainted again.

In a distant pavilion, Dujun quietly looked at the heavy rain in front of him, and his heart trembled. She seemed to feel a sore spot. But she didn't know where the road came from, was it a telepathy? Was it a response to longing? She seemed to hear that fragile call in the wind and rain. Yes, he was calling himself, really calling, as if he was far away, and as if he was around. Is it you? Is it you who called me when you were most in pain and needed me the most?

It wasn't until late at night that Dull Jun came back with Xiaotong and Xiaolan, turned his head to look at the man, Dull Jun didn't know how to treat this man now, kill him, or let him go?

On the third day, at noon, Dull Jun slowly got up. It seems that I was really tired from practicing yesterday. After getting up, Dull Jun combed his hair and thought to something, "Mo Ye, where are you"? After a while, he was in a daze. Xiaotong said, "Miss misses your Mo Xie brother again? Dull Jun's face turned red, and he grabbed something and was about to hit Xiaotong.

"What is this?Xiaotong, where did this thing come from?" Dull Jun looked at the slingshot in his hand, his eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he asked sharply. "Miss, this was found from the man outside. ”

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