Chapter 130: Inhuman torture

Hmm??what's the situation??

Liang Meng looked up hard and saw that there was a person standing in front of the man, but the rope was too tightly tied to his head completely, and he could only see the man's black upper and the hem of the black robe.

"She has other uses. ”

The man's voice was low and steady. Listen to the majesty in your ears. Liang Meng heard a hint of cruelty and ruthlessness.

"So, what does she do now?"

"Throw it in the firewood room and lock it up, and starve it for three days. ”

Liang Meng???!!!

What are you going to be hungry for three days?

Liang Meng stiffened his neck and protested emotionally.

Suddenly, a black cloth of unknown nature was stuffed into his mouth. Sniff carefully, sour with smell, smell with rot, rotten with rotten.

All kinds of flavors, smoked Liang Meng rolled his eyes.

"Just keep talking along the way, gagging you and telling you to talk. ”

After the man finished speaking, he clapped his hands, picked up Liang Meng again, threw it on his back, and carried it out.

Liang Meng was smoky and upset and wanted to vomit for a while.

After walking for a while, I came to a remote corner with a dilapidated house in disrepair. It is the firewood house of the Yang Mansion.

Because there was a large open space in front of the house, it was seldom visited on weekdays, except for some servants whose children would play and play here.

The man pushed open the door, and the creaking sound was like a rusty joint. A spider web wrapped in a few dead bedbugs floated down to Liang Meng's face.

Liang Meng shook his head left and right, the spider web did not fall off, but he was thrown off again in a whirlwind.

This time it was thrown onto the stack of wood.

Woo woo woo ~ ~~

Because his mouth was covered, Liang Meng could only make some whining sounds. Who knew that the man was hard-hearted, his footsteps didn't stop, he turned around and walked away

"Help, is there anyone, help~~"

Fortunately, the smelly and rancid black cloth in his mouth was not very tight. After two days of hard work, little by little, it was finally spit out of Liang Meng's mouth.

Liang Meng's throat was seriously dehydrated and hoarse.

She had been thrown in the firewood room for two days, without drinking a drop of water or eating a single grain of food. Her hungry eyes turned green, and she couldn't wait to stick out her tongue and lick it into her mouth when there was a small worm crawling in front of her.

Although it is not enough to stuff the teeth, it is also a meat dish in the end.

Thirsty and hungry, gritting his teeth, he can still endure it. But people have three urgency. Forcibly holding back the physiology, this is even more ruthless than Ling Chi.

Liang Meng's body curled up tighter, and his toes bent the soles of his shoes.

If someone doesn't release her, she's really going to pee her pants.

Woo~~ Who gave this bundle of immortal spells on the broken rope net. And there's no humanity.

"Hey, anyone??!!"

Squeak, the door open~~

Well??

Liang Meng's eyes lit up, and he craned his neck and tried to look towards the door.

A pair of black shoes and a cyan caftan hem came into view.

"Big brother, give me saliva, I'm going to die of thirst. ”

Liang Meng said as he squirmed towards the man.

"Didn't you say that I was still useful, and since it was useful, then I should give me something to eat and drink to keep me alive. Me,"

Ooh!!!

"Dust, dust?"

Liang Meng was lying on the firewood stack and pleading desperately. Leng Buding's terrifying face appeared in front of him, almost scaring Liang Meng's eyes out.

But when she saw the mask clearly, her heart was full of joy that she had never felt before.

At least never before for the dust.

"Woo, Dustfall, you came at the right time. Quick, help me cut this net. ”

Chenluo squatted there and looked at Liang Meng fixedly, the emotions in his eyes flickered and dimmed, which was incomprehensible. After a moment, without saying a word, he stood up again.

His hands were crossed in front of his chest, and as the spell in his mouth pointed at Liang Meng, the rope net fell off Liang Meng's body.

Liang Meng happily jumped up from the firewood stack, but before he could stand up straight, his legs suddenly went weak, and Liang Meng fell back on the firewood stack.

The rope net has been tied for too long, and it is tied so tightly, not to mention the muscles, the bones are almost strangled.

Liang Meng lay on the firewood stack for a while, raised his hand to rub his numb arm, and then rubbed his stiff legs.

During this period, Dustfall has been standing honestly in front of Liang Meng... Look!

After Liang Meng was finally able to stand firmly, she rushed out of the firewood room at the speed of a rabbit that had been chased by a wolf.

Dust falls????

It's really... Urgency waits for no one!

Liang Meng rushed out of the firewood room and out of the gate, and in front of him was an empty courtyard surrounded by a red wall. There are a few malnourished trees here and there, and a few young Tibetan antelopes are walking back and forth under the trees.

????

What's going on? Where is the latrine?

Oops, no matter.

The surging urine will rush out in the next second, and the full sense of oppression can no longer be carefully searched for by Liang Meng.

Looking up at the Tibetan antelopes that were biting and playing happily, he sighed and turned around and walked into the narrow and dilapidated courtyard gate in an extremely twisted posture.

When he came to the firewood room again, he grabbed the dusty clothes and threw him out of the door, and closed the door with his backhand.

After thinking about it, he raised his hand and cast a spell to set up a barrier around himself.

This is a smooth and happy solution to the major events of life.

After solving the problem, Liang Meng opened the door and walked out, and found that Dustfall was standing motionless in the courtyard.

Hearing the sound, Dustfall lifted his eyelids and glanced at it.

"Dust falls,"

The distress was solved, Liang Meng's whole body was a lot easier, he approached Dusty with a smile, and raised his hand to take Dusty's shoulder.

The face was crisscrossed with strangled blood marks. This smile is a bit hideous and terrifying.

Dust's figure moved slightly and moved a few steps to the side, and Liang Meng put away his raised arm with a smile.

"Why did you come in this dream? but... Don't worry about my safety..."

Dusty stood with his hands in his hands, and glanced at Liang Meng lightly when he heard the words. The meaning of 'I advise you to be less self-conscious' in his eyes is quite straightforward.

Liang Meng lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose awkwardly, and laughed a few times.

This dust falls, and it really pursues 'silence is golden' very thoroughly. Also, why is the look in his eyes when he looked at her just now so familiar, like Yun Xuchen.

Liang Meng shook his head fiercely, that black-hearted and poisonous man, how could the hall master think of him.

But seriously...

Liang Meng rubbed his chin, his eyes fell on Chenluo again, and he looked up and down. Why does she feel that the dust has grown taller?

Could it be that this child is still developing?

Goo-goo~~

A loud voice came from Liang Meng's abdomen.

Liang Meng was instantly embarrassed, covering his abdomen with one hand, his face was stained with crimson, Liang Meng was not standing, walking, laughing, or talking.

However, Dustfall didn't seem to care whether Liang Meng was hungry or thirsty at all, he glanced at Liang Meng indifferently with his unfazed eyes, and the wide-sleeved robe waved in front of him, disappearing in front of Liang Meng's eyes in an instant.

Looking at the wisp of white smoke in front of him that had not completely dissipated, Liang Meng snorted twice with dissatisfaction.