"Be patient, I want to see how long you can endure."
Ye Qingling laughed wildly, her facial features were ferocious, extremely terrifying.
"Ling'er." An indifferent and pleasant voice came from the darkness of the dungeon.
In a haze, Ye Fengyu seemed to see the entrance of the tunnel, and a slender figure stood against the light.
He couldn't see clearly, only heard the voice sound again: "Don't play him to death, if he dies, there will be no tools to restrain Ye Qingluo."
Ye Qingling loosened her five fingers, and gradually regained her sanity.
She took a few steps back and smiled at the person behind her: "Fortunately, I was reminded by the guardian sister, I will pay attention."
Ye Qingling took out a sharp dagger from nowhere, and stuck it to Ye Fengyu's face.
"I can't kill you, but... I didn't say that I can't make your life worse than death."
She grinned a few times and swiped the dagger lightly.
The sharp dagger grazed his skin.
Immediately, a thin piece of skin was peeled off.
Blood gushed out, soaking the dagger red.
Ye Fengyu gasped in pain, breathing heavily.
Ye Qingling smiled wildly, the black air in her pupils reflected the blood on Ye Fengyu's body, she licked her red lips.
Raising the dagger again, it slashed at Ye Fengyu's body.
"I want to peel off your skin layer by layer... Let Ye Qingluo take a look, brother in blood..."
The words stopped on the lips.
The grinning face froze for a moment.
"Ling'er?" The person standing at the entrance of the tunnel frowned and gave a low shout.
However, Ye Qingling failed to get a response.
She immediately stood up and walked quickly to Ye Fengyu.
The whole person also froze in place.
I saw...
A red figure stood between Ye Qingling and Ye Fengyu.
The crimson blood-colored dress, under the dim light of the fire, was like rippling fresh blood.
It was extremely dazzling, like a bloodthirsty Shura from hell, coming with the light of blood.
That stunning and alluring face was expressionless.
The long and narrow eyes are like icebergs thousands of miles away, frosted with ice.
Just staring at her indifferently made her feel as if she was frozen and unable to move.
"Night... night clear..."
The person in front of him is Ye Qingluo!
She... When did she come in
Ye Qingling was also dumbfounded: "Sister Guardian, you... aren't you guarding the entrance? Why is she..."
The man shook his head, also terrified.
There are still people... entering the tunnel from under her nose.
And she didn't realize it.
Ye Qingluo... to what extent has she grown.
terrible…
Ye Qingluo's long and narrow eyes were full of coldness.
She didn't pay attention to those two people, but turned her head and looked at Ye Fengyu, who was covered in blood on the wooden frame and was already tortured and inhuman.
Lifting her fingertips, she took out a pill and stuffed it into Ye Fengyu's mouth.
His fingers quickly tapped on him a few times.
"Xiao Yu, don't be afraid, my sister is here."
Her voice is gentle and sweet.
It was as gentle as a warm wind, blowing into Ye Fengyu's heart.
I don't know if it's the effect of the medicine, or the arrival of Ye Qingluo.
Ye Fengyu only felt that the pain in the place where the warm current flowed through her body disappeared instantly.
His consciousness has also sobered up a lot.
Open your eyes and meet the smiling face in front of you.
She smiled, her relief mixed with consolation.
Ye Fengyu nodded, her eyes were bright and firm.
Ye Qingluo patted his head, not caring that the blood on his body wet her palm.