final catastrophe

Chapter 251 72. Torture
After a while.

Long Yao foolishly watched her husband slowly return to the house while snoring and dragging the terrifying sledgehammer.

The three detached corpses behind him looked very strange.

Husband's speed is very fast, like a child running excitedly to pick mushrooms, and those mushrooms are quietly waiting for him to pick.
In the moonlight, the husband's figure became more and more strange.

It was so weird that Long Yao couldn't help shivering.

Look back at the three unscrewed heads.
In order not to collapse, she forced a smile: "It really is a lie, what kind of air sect, sword master hehehe."

In the deserted night, the petite figure laughed dryly twice, the laughter echoed in the forest, and the gurgling stream coming from the distance was even more like ghosts walking in the night, Long Yao frightened herself, and curled up in a ball under the tree down, but dare not enter the house.
Just passed the night like this.

The next day was already the eighth day of the mountain residence.

The husband's roar came from the wooden house: "Damn mother, I'm hungry."

With red eyes, Long Yao pushed the door and entered with a rough wooden bowl.

While eating breakfast, the brutish man asked curiously, "Why are your eyes so red? Didn't you sleep?"

"En." Long Yao carefully looked at her husband.

After thinking about it last night, she felt that her husband was possessed by some kind of ghost, and he woke up from time to time to sleepwalk in the middle of the night, but the strength he displayed during sleepwalking was far beyond his usual comparison.

At least his speed has become very fast.

Long Yao promises that, facing a husband with such a speed, even if he runs wildly for five incense sticks first, he will still be overtaken within half an incense stick, and then his head will be broken.
The brutish man laughed and said, "Sure enough, you still have to sleep in Lao Tzu's arms. You are comfortable. Women, if you can't bear it, don't suffer anymore. There are still seven days, let's forget it?"

Long Yao suddenly raised her head and shook her head again and again.

Then she decided to do some testing, so while her husband was eating, she carefully and clumsily asked him about his recent situation, especially after killing the traitor on the Guanzhong battlefield and being dispersed by the bandits, did she encounter anything strange? thing.

The brutish man naturally said that everything was normal.

But Long Yao didn't give up, she wanted to ask again, but the latter waved her hand impatiently: "Smelly girl, you don't talk too much, you're so annoying."

But at the end of the meal, he let go, and while smacking his mouth, said: "If there are strange things, there are."

Long Yao's eyes shone brightly, looking at her husband.

The rough man said: "At that time, I was hiding from the rain and ran into a dark cave. I slept until I woke up the next day. It seemed that I had a very long and detailed dream that night, but I couldn't remember anything after waking up. .”

Long Yao listened quietly, and she had already figured out the answer.

The question now is how to deal with that terrifying husband who can sleepwalk.

He doesn't seem to be hurting himself.
Ah!
If this continues, there is no way out, Long Yao, you need to try hard!

The petite figure clenched her fists to cheer herself up.

And the brutish man looked at her curiously: "Bewitched?"

Long Yao woke up suddenly, shaking her hands again and again, "No, no."

Her eyeballs were red, and the black eye circles were particularly clear.

But the rough man didn't feel any pity, he got up and stretched his body, and said: "I'm going to go around today, you should come with me."

Long Yao was already exhausted and paralyzed at this time, she could fall asleep almost as soon as she touched the bed, she gave her husband a pitiful look: "How about another day?"

The rough man said coldly: "Who told you not to sleep well at night, I'm going out, what should you do if you encounter any enemies here? You have to follow me!"

Long Yao frowned, as if she could cry at any time.

She naturally knew that her husband didn't bring herself by his side because he was really worried about her safety.

All he cared about was whether there was a woman who could sleep with him after seven days.

As for whether this woman is herself or someone else.

It doesn't matter!

And my husband has already pushed the door out, picked up the drum, urn and golden hammer, and snorted coldly: "Follow!"

Long Yao had no choice but to hastily splashed cold water on her face and walked over.

The cabin is located in the north of Pingfeng Mountain, and the surroundings are nothing but bare peaks. Because the wild animals are all dead, the road is very quiet.

There is nothing else in the air except the smell of blood, which is pungent.

The morning mist in the mountains is dense and empty, making people feel like they are in the clouds.

Long Yao really didn't know how she made it this way, she felt that her soul would fly out of her body, and fly to the Pingfeng Mountain with the mist like mist dreaming.

Maybe become a lonely soul, forgotten by everyone, and live alone in the dark corner of the world, no one thinks, no one cares, no one cares, and no one will cherish it.

Her legs seemed to be filled with lead at first, but then they didn't seem to be her own. Her stomach was churning and she seemed to want to vomit, but her husband was very happy. superior.

The two didn't return to the cabin until noon.

Long Yao felt that she was already walking dead, if she didn't sleep, she would really die.

When she saw the door of the wooden house, she was crooked, staggered a few steps, her eyes went dark, and she fell heavily to the ground.

However.
She had a nightmare.

In the dream, the frightened and foolish husband touched his hair with a smile, "You bitch, you are so lazy, I will break your head today, hehehehehehe"

She ran helplessly, on the vast, dark land, running wildly without direction, fleeing.

But the ground suddenly cracked, and she couldn't stop, and she rushed into the abyss full of frost, countless biting cold, piercing through every pore.

She screamed and opened her eyes with a cry of fear.

The familiar wooden house, hazy in front of my eyes, gradually became clear, it was my husband.

He was holding a bucket of cold water and pouring it on his head, "Are you awake? Cook when you wake up? Women, you should do what women should do."

Long Yao couldn't help crying.

But she didn't dare to cry in front of this man. She stood up tremblingly, answered softly, and then walked out the door.

"Hurry up! I'm hungry!"

A thunderous sound came from behind.

Her frail and petite body trembled, and hurried to the door.

And the tears couldn't hold back anymore.

Long Yao didn't even know how she made dinner, she lit a fire and cooked vegetables while crying, and when the dinner was ready, her tears dried up.

But inside the house, my husband was lying on the bed, carving something bored.

"It's so slow!" The rough man cursed, and then began to eat.

After completing the task, Long Yao could no longer control herself, and fell onto the bed with a "slap", her eyes were dark.

This time, I didn't even have a dream.

When she woke up, she had a headache, dry mouth, weakness in all limbs, and pain in every piece of flesh, as if she was about to die.

Looking sideways, there was no one on the bed beside him.

Your husband is not here?

So where did he go?
As soon as the thought was over, a weird "hehehe" laughter came from outside the door.

Long Yao struggled to get up, leaned over to the open window of the wooden house and looked out.

By the moonlight, the man, who was as strong as a bear and as tall as the wind, smiled "hehehe", and was about to confront five or six sword-wielding people in the rivers and lakes.

Then, he easily and efficiently twisted off everyone's heads.

Long Yao looked at all this in horror, not knowing what to do.

She was about to lie down and continue to pretend to be asleep, when a face suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Hey hey hey"

Laughter rang in my ears.

And her husband's sleepwalking face appeared at the window at some point, face to face with her.

(End of this chapter)