The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 662
If he hadn't seen the woman he killed with his own hands before, if he hadn't heard what he just said to the dead woman, he would still feel flushed and feel that he was a gentle People, but at this moment he only feels frightened, he wants to leave here, he wants to escape, he doesn't want to die, he just wants to live well.

He is a young lady in Meichun Pavilion, without spiritual power, just an ordinary person.

He was originally an orphan, picked up by his grandpa, who brought him up with his own hands, and the grandpa and grandson have always depended on each other, but the grandpa passed away a few days ago, without him, the aunt's family thought he was a burden, so they sold him out When we arrived at Meichun Pavilion, Brother Meichun had just taken over, and after less than two days of training, he was bought back by the devil in front of him.

Before seeing him, he still imagined whether he could live a good life, but who would have thought that this was the beginning of his terror.

He has seen this man's cruel methods and insidious character before. In less than two days since he came here, he witnessed this man tortured three women to death. nightmare.

Is it your turn today?

But he doesn't want to die yet, but what's the use of not wanting to die?He is just a weak ant with no strength at all, he can only become someone else's plaything, he can kill as much as he wants, his life is not in his hands at all.

The eyes rolled a little, and the tears in the eye sockets fell unconsciously.

Bei Shutang looked at the young man with such a look, his eyes became more gentle, and his movements were also very gentle, but the aura emanating from his body was sickly and chilly.

He pulled the young man, and casually tore off the tulle on the young man's body, exposing the young man to the air. The young man only felt frightened, ashamed and angry, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, becoming hollow and numb.

He was thrown onto the bed by Beishutang, who casually picked up the hemp rope that was placed aside, and fixed his hands and feet in a big shape.

During this process, the boy's body instinctively trembled with fear, but his face was only numb with despair.

Following Beishutang's series of actions, the despair on his face dissipated, and his whole body was like a shell without a soul, allowing people to fiddle with it.

Standing by the bed, Bei Shutang shook a long whip in his hand, his eyes were soft and tender, his tone was low, and he ran his fingers across the boy's body, "Little boy, how can you close yourself up? Well, I won't allow it."

While the voice of the last word was elongated and raised, it was accompanied by his undisguised sultry aura, with a cruel arc on the corner of his mouth, and he swung the long whip in his hand directly.

The young man was beaten like this, but he seemed unconscious and didn't seem to feel the pain at all. His eyes were empty, obviously unwilling to accept such a cruel reality, and he completely sealed himself off.

The poisonous crow on the roof looked at this scene casually, listening to the whipping next to his ear, without even frowning, his expression was indifferent and cold, and there was a deep light in his eyes, he didn't know what he was thinking.

If the reason why he is here today is not because of that young man, mentioning that young man, oh no, it should be their master now.

That's right, they were recruited by that boy, and those from Rashomon were also recruited, and of course Killing God was among them. They were unwilling at first, but after suffering from social After the beatings, they found that there was nothing wrong with being recruited.

Anyway, they want money but no money, weapons but no weapons, cultivation resources but no cultivation resources, people and no one. What is the use of guarding such a dilapidated facade in such a state of nothingness?

(End of this chapter)