Chapter 1792 Human Skin Embroidery
Luo Anan sneered, Wu Hou's gaze was always erratic when he spoke, how could she believe his nonsense!

It seems that this person is dishonest if he doesn't torture him severely!

An Baobao raised the corner of his left lip, and silently saw a puff of powder enter Wuhou's lungs with his breath.After a long while, Baby An almost backed away, and let go of Wu Hou.

Wu Hou immediately broke free to the side, and said with a self-righteous and angry smile: "Dead eunuch, there is a way in heaven and you don't go, but you still come to die. Today I will make you regret coming to this world!"

"Really?" An Baobao looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Come here!"

"You're still stubborn when you're about to die, look at me..."

Wu Hou raised his hand angrily, but stopped abruptly in the next second, and he froze in place.

"How could it be, how could it be!" Wu Hou looked at his hands in a panic, and then looked at "Fifth Fei" angrily: "Poison woman, what have you done to me!"

"Alas—" Fifth Fei sighed, "I've never seen fish on a chopping board still have the confidence to shout, Wu Hou, can't you see your situation clearly?"

After finishing speaking, a certain ghost cast a barrier, and then took Wu Hou to the dark room in Guanshi Liu's memory.

There were all kinds of bloody instruments of torture stored inside, so that Baby An could smell the disgusting stench of corpses as soon as he opened the room. Unsurprisingly, there was a mutilated corpse lying on the ground.

The first thing Luo Anan saw was a blood-stained embroidery needle, and at the same time, he also saw the embroidery stitched on the human skin.

"Human skin embroidery, Wu Hou, tell me, should the human skin embroidery be sewed directly on the body, or should the whole piece of skin be peeled off before sewing?" An Baobao turned to look at Wu Hou who was trembling aside, Pretending to be surprised, he said, "What are you afraid of? Aren't these your favorite and kindest things? How can you be afraid?"

That's right, every instrument of torture here is Wu Hou's beloved treasure.But he is naturally afraid to use it on him now.

What's more, he is now sealed with spiritual power, which can be regarded as powerless.

"Don't, don't touch me, I said, concubine, I can say anything!"

But Luo An'an's expression was incomparably indifferent: "But I don't want to hear it now. Wu Hou, tell me whether the human skin embroidery is embroidered on clothes by the world, or do you want to peel the human skin first?"

"Fei'er, do we have to do this?" Wu Hou struggled to his deathbed, "I, I am sincere to you, really."

Now An Baobao's patience was completely exhausted: "Don't say yes, it's like trying the effect on a living person."

After finishing speaking, the needle and thread fluttered in the air, mercilessly pierce into Wu's thick skin, and sew the blood-red thread into the flesh and blood little by little.The familiar crying sound came back to the dark room, but this time it was Wuhou himself who cried.

Until all the strings were used up, Wu Hou's back was already a bloody mess.On the other hand, An Baobao looked very refreshed.

"Wu Hou, look at what I sewed?" Luo Anan poked his throat with a sword.

Wu Hou looked at the mirror behind him. What was reflected in the mirror was all red flesh, and the string was also red. It was impossible to tell what it was.And Wu Hou finally realized that it was the embryonic form of a bird by relying on his great desire to survive.

"Yes, it's a duck." Wu Hou gasped in pain, but he didn't dare to ignore Luo An'an's question at all.

"Nonsense!" An Baobao said angrily, "This is clearly a magpie, what kind of eyes do you have!"

Beasts in the space: In fact, we also think it is a duck.

(End of this chapter)

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