Picked a Killer as My Wife

In the dark night, I saw the disciples of **** who were wearing black robes, like lonely souls walking at night, walking towards the vast courtyard one by one.

The house was old and gloomy, especially when the group of "monsters" in black robes walked in, it felt terrifying.

I saw two rows of disciples from **** standing in the courtyard. At a glance, there were no fewer than dozens of people.

How did the gate of **** dispatch so many masters this time?

What are they trying to do?

Looking inside again, I saw a low woman standing in the middle of the house. Her face was pale and bloodless, and her eyes were dark and sharp. Standing motionless, there was another one beside her. A weird woman with almost the same ugliness as her, but this woman is even more terrifying and looks even more gloomy, with a black mole on the chin.

"Eldest sister, when will the master arrive?" The low woman next to her suddenly asked at this moment.

The woman called the eldest sister, with a mole on her chin, gazed at the dark starry sky and said in a very weird sharp voice: "It's coming soon..."

the host?

"Darkness is finally coming." The eldest sister who was standing there suddenly laughed strangely at the boundless shady.

In the room behind them, there are two left and right secret doors.

I saw a few guarded disciples of **** also standing around the secret door, as if there was something extremely cautious in the house.

Look carefully, but see that the door of this room is tightly closed, what's the incredible thing inside?

"Open the door." Suddenly a gloomy voice came from the woman with the mole on her face.

Behind her was the other low woman.

Following her voice, the two **** disciples at the door opened the door vigorously, and as the door opened, a tangy **** smell came out from inside.

The woman with a mole in front of her face walked in step by step.

But it said that there is not only a **** smell inside this secret door, but also a faint breathing sound...

Because the light inside is relatively dim, there is only a dim light bulb hanging in the air, so when you come in, you can't see everything in the room clearly.

The only thing that can be seen are the two naked big men standing there on the left, with ugly faces.

Beside these two big bears, there is a black iron table with blood-stained knives, a head, and a **** poison whip...

Torture room?

What kind of people are being held in such a place that looks like a torture room?

Look carefully, but in the most remote corner, there is a man covered in blood being hung there alive, his whole body is completely incomplete, all blood...a little bit of blood flowing down from his chest , It seems that no part of the whole body is complete, all being tortured alive.

His head is deeply lowered... unable to see his face clearly, he hangs his head as if dead, and his whole person is hanging there alive.

And he only has one hand!

After the two ugly women walked in, they took the lead to look coldly at the living man covered in blood in front of them.

Then one of the women asked.

"Is she dead?"

After she asked coldly, one of the shirtless big bears hurriedly said, "No, not dead."

"It's fine if he doesn't die. If he dies, don't even want to live." The ugly woman sneered.

The shirtless man, his face pale instantly.

"Wake him up..." the woman with a mole on her face suddenly said coldly.

After she said these words, the big bear in front of him hurried to the side, holding a bucket of cold water in his hand, suddenly slapped it, and poured it directly down the top of the hanging man's head.

The man who seemed to have died after being splashed with cold water suddenly made a painful gasp.

He woke up, he really wasn't dead yet.

It's just that although he wasn't dead, he looked almost dead, because his body had been tortured and completely changed its shape. The blood stains all over his body, mixed with cold water, couldn't stop flowing down.

After waking up, he couldn't stop gasping, and his body covered in blood was also trembling.

The two ugly women on the side looked at his lingering body and suddenly sneered.

"Duguxie, I didn't expect that you would come here to die." The woman with a mole on her face suddenly sneered.

Duguxie?

My God, is this tortured half-dead person the Duguxie?

After the ugly woman said a word, he saw the blood covered him, slowly raising his head.

When he lifted his **** face, he really saw his face clearly.

Duguxie, turned out to be Duguxie.

God, how could this Duguxie get caught here?

It turned out that Duguxie had been discouraged and determined to leave his brothers since the sword was severed, but he did not give up revenge. He wanted revenge, revenge, even if he died, he would avenge Li Tian, ​​so he was alone. He broke into here at the risk of his death. One person was finally defeated after beheading 1,020 disciples of hell... and then he was trapped here, tortured, and now he is completely imperfect, and the whole person looks like one. Blood man, breathing there

There was hatred in his eyes, the hatred of destroying the world, but he couldn't do anything.

"It's said that you are full of iron bones, Duguxie, today, I really saw it."

The woman with the mole on her face said with a pale hand, gently stroking the traces of wounds on that Duguxie's body and sneered.

"Assholes...you demons...sooner or later...sooner or later they will go to hell..." Duguxie was panting hard, vomiting blood in his mouth and cursing the two extremely vicious women in front of him.

"Go to hell?"

"It's a pity that even if we are going to hell, you will go to **** before us." The woman suddenly sneered.

Dugu's evil eyes were about to pop out, and the blood in his whole body could not stop shaking and struggling, but it was so futile.

"Want to struggle? Still want to run away?" The woman with a mole on her face suddenly sneered. As she said so, one of her hands had already got into Duguxie's flesh.

A trace of blood flowed from her arm, and Duguxie endured the piercing pain, her body trembling in the violent spasm.