Addicted to Boundlessly Pampering You

Shura Mountain Villa, Purgatory Dungeon.

The dim light illuminates the vague outline of the black prison. A large wall full of torture tools, a strange iron machine, a thin figure was hung on it, the machine only hooked the wrist of the figure, and the other parts were completely emptied without support points. Even if it is not punishable, such hanging is extremely painful. It is very likely that after three or five days, it will die. The hanging clothes were broken and messy, and the long black hair covered the face, and it was wetly attached to the cheeks. The exposed skin had a **** red welt, which looked very unbearable. Not far from the person, there is a pile of broken bodies with a disgusting **** smell.

Five meters away from the torture, it is another scene. The gleaming huge jade bench looks so colorful in the darkness, and the two beautiful men who are lazy on the bench are more eye-catching than the jade. The purple-purple man is in the black, the enchanting and exquisite face, but full of cruel and hate, even with the tears in the corner of his eyes, all look violent and hazy. The green man and the white man win the snow, and the purple cicada has become a strong contrast, but the face that is as clean as a lotus is exactly the same cold and sinister, and the indifferent eyes reveal that there is a desperate despair.

"Tsing Yi, don't you still say it?" Dangerously picking up the charm of the purple, the snowy song on the face is more serious.

"I, I will not tell you, you, you, kill me!" Weak mouth, Tsing Yi hard to look up, the firm color in the eyes is so stubborn.

"Hey, we won't kill you, because you are the one who cares, even if we don't allow her to care about people other than us, you are really another. Who told you to know each one first, we can only I don’t want to kill you, but it doesn’t mean letting you go. You’ve already seen it in the end, I will make you feel as painful as he is, but will not let you lose consciousness and die!”

The cruel and ruthless words made Tsing Yi’s heart shake and the whole body shuddered. Yes, she is watching the death of her cockroaches with her own eyes. The goblin-like grandfather, using his beautiful and slender hand, will mutilate the shackles one by one: first cut off the tongue, and then yell at the company, then, the body will leave a little bit, and finally She died in front of her, leaving only a pile of bones and blood, exudes a strong smell, let her suffer, let her blame, and let her despair.

"Tsing Yi, what is it, you have to betray one?" The long-lost snow is slamming.

This sentence, however, made the lifeless Tsing Yi immediately excited: "I have no betrayal of the lady! I did it, helped the lady, let her escape from your clutches!"

"Magic palm? Hahahahaha................." Laughed arrogantly, it was always the snow that was always deserted, the expressions and frenzy that never appeared, not only Tsing Yi, Even Xue Yunge looked at his brother in amazement.

"Ignorant woman! Why do you think that if you are with us, you are falling into a magical cave? What are you doing!"

Some are awkward, but still firm, Tsing Yi seems to be out of the way, eyes are determined: "The young masters are magic, purple and blue eyes, demon and chaos, this is the old saying, there will be no mistake. Miss with you, will only be hurt What's more, you are the younger brother of Miss, but you treat her like this and imprison her. Do the young masters don't understand, are you wrong? You and Miss, there will never be results!"

"Forever, there will be no, the result?" Muttered, the snow slammed a month, spit out a blood. The **** red color, if the shadow of death, is entangled.

"month!"

A burst of exclamation, Xue Yunge waved a big hand, Tsing Yi immediately stunned, seems to be comatose. He stroked the snow and made it to the moon, let him lean on the jade chair, put his hand on the back, and pour the internal force.

"Month, fast-paced, really angry, you have to go to the magic. Your mirror is the cultivation of the key time, how do you care about yourself!" Softly blaming, but in the tone is a concealed worry.

"Brother, nothing." Weakly open, the snow is tired and sad, "I just thought of one by one, brother, I actually lost one by one! No one, I will die, brother..." ."

Tears fell from his beautiful corner of his eyes. The cold-blooded man is so helpless at the moment, crying hopelessly like a child.

"Brother, what should I do? I will really die, my one by one, I miss her, every moment, painful into the bone marrow. Why do Tsing Yi say so, my one by one, I will give everything to her. Happiness, how could it harm her? We are demons, why are we devils, is it because of these eyes?"

Muttered wildly, but I couldn't bear to hear the snow cloud songs, and the purple eyes moved. They are twins and can be electrically sensitive to each other. He can feel how painful the heart of the month is now, because this pain has always been with him. Just, he is a big brother and can't collapse. In the month, he looked indifferent, but it was the most vulnerable. On those dark days, they all came over. In this world, they no longer have expectations, one by one, the only thing they want. This time, I will not be insulted as much as before. If they want it, they must get it, and no one can stop it!

"Brother..." Just like a lost child, hold the hand of Xueyunge tightly. "Is it really because of our twilight? I understand, because of this, how much insult we have suffered. However, one is not Have you said that our eyes are beautiful? One will not be disgusted, is it?"

The language shouted incoherently, and the eyes filled with prayers. A wound that has been abandoned, a neglected pain, an uneasy heart, but can't believe that you can have happiness. Is it so easy to have expectations, but is it so fragile?

"I know, brother, I always know. I am afraid of losing one by one. Every night, without holding her, I can’t believe that she will be by my side. Ten years, I have been watching her every day for ten years. She, kissing her, and even beginning to forget such happiness, is actually stolen by me. Such happiness, one day, will no longer belong to me. Is this day still coming? Brother, I am so unwilling, but desperate Can we really not have happiness?"

"you shut up!"

The sound of "啪" is that Xue Yunge slaps on the face of the snow and the moon, and in an instant, everything is quiet.

Dead silence.

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