Supreme Divine Concubine

Chapter 725 0727: Xiao Qingluo's revenge

Fear spread in their hearts. In the boundless darkness, countless hands stretched out, pale, rotten, and stench filled their nostrils, making them feel dizzy for a while, but their consciousness was extremely clear.

Bloodless faces came from all directions, some were bloody, some were pale, some were bruised, without exception, they were all laughing, the eyeballs protruding from their eye sockets seemed to fall to the ground at any moment, Dark red tears of blood flowed out from it, extremely ferocious and ghostly.

They couldn't help trembling all over. They were no strangers to these dead faces. They were people who had been tortured to death by them one after another.

The timid is already incontinent at this time.

The smell of urine and rancidity mixed together to form a pungent and unpleasant smell.

The filth and darkness of the handyman's room can never be imagined by those who have not personally experienced it. Those maids and servants who are pleasing to the eye in front of the master will reveal their nature when they return to the handyman's room. Their hearts have long been It rots inside, leaving only madness.

But those who have no strength to restrain the chickens and are disliked by the masters in the Xiao family are the objects of their oppression and teasing. They are born as inferior people, and after being angry with the masters during the day, they come back here, Seek pleasure in the weak.

Could it be that the head of the Xiao family didn't know that these small actions behind their backs were just turning a blind eye, and this also encouraged their hearts immersed in abuse in a disguised form.

Therefore, in the long run, many people died at their hands, including the Xiao family's servant girls and those unfavored aunts. Trample and bully at will.

After doing too many immoral things, their hearts became numb. They thought that they were not afraid of ghosts taking their lives, as the saying goes, evil cannot overcome good, but when they saw those ferocious faces approaching them, they couldn't restrain themselves. Live in horror.

Instinctively, they wanted to escape. At this moment, every hair on their bodies was clamoring for their fear, but as soon as their trembling feet lifted up, they were caught by a pair of pale, cold, black sharp nails. His hand was seized.

Black air overflowed from under those hands, corroding every inch of their skin, and the piercing pain rushed from their feet to their heads, crushing all their rationality, and one after another screamed through their throats, one after another in this lonely space with.

Xiao Qingluo looked at it leisurely, with a soft smile on his brows, he said: "Look, how wonderful it is!"

Ling shook his head in disapproval: "It's ugly! They look so ugly!"

Xiao Qingluo smiled, noncommittal.

Rather than directly taking people's lives, he really prefers this, crushing their hopes little by little, overcoming their inner defenses, and completely breaking them down. In the end, they can only sink endlessly in despair and darkness, and finally become that idiot When they are foolish lunatics, it is their time of death.

"The me I am now, wasn't it caused by your own hands?" A soft murmur came from Xiao Qingluo's mouth. Since he was young, he has been surrounded by countless malice. They gave him hope again and again, Watching him deluding himself into thinking he could escape from this magic den, only to find out in the end that he had never jumped out of the cage they drew.

(End of this chapter)