The conversation between Jiuer and I has been going on until now, and there is no need to continue.

He looked me up and down and said, "I really want to know how much past do you know about Sisi? But the past is the past and does not have much meaning. It is enough for me to be able to have her future. And you will eventually become a person in her memory, know who it is, and occasionally you can remember, but it doesn't matter."

After saying that, he said to the waiter he was with him: "Treat him as I said before."

After saying this, Jiuer left.

I don't want to admit it, but I have to admit it. When he said the last sentence, "I know who it is, I can remember it occasionally, but it doesn't matter." My heart thrust a little hard. I am really afraid that Xin Yi will no longer care about it when he thinks of me now. Will she think that when she was foolishly following me before, it also feels that it was an inexplicable thing she did when she was young because of lack of dependence and security?

Jiuer left, and the dungeon became quiet again.

Only the old man in a black robe put down the previous incense burner in front of me and ignited it.

A strange fragrance filled the cell. The soul poison that made the soul power flow slowly was slowly invading my soul. I looked at the old man and said, "You are obviously a human being, why should you help a demon clan to help the evildoer?"

"Then do you think this sentence is what you should say as a demon clan? Who is it? What kind of demon? Living is already very difficult, and it is even more difficult to live well. How can I have time to divide people and monsters?" The old man didn't care about what I said at all, but when I heard this old man's words, I felt it made sense. As a demon hunter, I couldn't think of any suitable words to refute him for a while.

The incense continued to burn in the dungeon, and the old man left with four waiters.

I think things are a little troublesome. If they keep injecting me with such soul poison, how much time will it take for me to completely eliminate them? At least I don’t seem to have a good idea now. The Flower of Ten Thousand Souls is still working, but the effect is minimal. In other words, the only time I can detoxify the toxins is after they unbutton the spirit lock buckle for me.

Who hates it so much? With such a subtle formation technique, it is used to help the demons and chain spirit buckles in the dungeon.

I cursed in my heart for a long time, but it might not be of any use. But suddenly I remembered the conversation with Jiuer, and I didn't understand why I didn't mention it in front of him, about me and Xin Yi.

In fact, this is not a shameful thing, it just concerns my human identity. If I change it a little, it doesn’t matter. At least I have never thought that the relationship between me and Xin Yi is that kind of lover, nor does it matter that Jiuer’s love rival.

I treated Xin Yi as my sister, and he couldn't say that he could call me brother-in-law, how could he dare to imprison me like this?

But this idea is really just thinking about it. No matter how much I tease myself, it cannot be completely eliminated.

Time passed quickly as I was thinking about everything, and I went from hunger to numbness, and from numbness to hunger. When I was about to numbness again, the old man in a black robe brought the man to the dungeon with him.

"Take him off." He stood in front of me, and there was only one sentence.

I began to struggle violently, all the important things on me were hidden in my clothes, how could I let them take them away?

But I am still weak and powerless, and I don’t know how long the damn tea poison will last on me? Or as I expected, if the soul poison is not solved, my body will be sore and weak.

So, I could only watch them take away all my underwear and take away everything.

The teeth were thrown aside by them. The old man in a black robe said without raising his head: "You don't need to scream so powerfully, your weapons will still be left to you. My young master doesn't want anyone with discerning eyes to see anything. Anyway, after you die, everything will no longer belong to you."

He also threw my natal formation seal aside, and I shouted, "If you dare to throw away the souvenirs left to me like this, I will bite my tongue and commit suicide as soon as I go to the fighting arena."

The old man looked at me and didn't care much about my life array seal. He just said, "Then let me give it to you. There are countless treasures and magic weapons in my eyes. Don't want to hide anything from me. Your sword is a good thing, so I will leave this array seal carved by the rotten stone for you to bury. You reminded me one thing, you'd better not try to commit suicide in the fight field. Although it doesn't matter if you commit suicide, it always affects the reputation of Mr. Jiu'er's capable subordinates. I can only say that if you commit suicide, I will find and destroy this rotten stone as soon as possible."

He said this, and I could only pretend to be calm.

But the beads hanging on the fox fur and me could not be taken back no matter what. The old man seemed to have seen something from it, and immediately handed it over to his subordinates to take it out.

I don’t know why, but I don’t have the strong idea of ​​stopping it, and I always feel that being taken away may not be a bad thing.

In this matter, I did not insist on pursuing an answer, and the old man didn't seem to want me to think too much. He reminded me: "It's still an hour left, and it's time to fight. What do you have? Now you can tell me that if you are within your ability, I might be able to fulfill you. Because, you will be tortured soon, don't blame me, this is the foolproof that Mr. Jiuer asked for."

There is also torture? Who does this Jiuer think of me as? He doesn't hesitate to put such shackles on me?

I was too lazy to think so much. Maybe I had experienced so much in desperate situations and I was already numb. I only knew that as long as there was a glimmer of hope, I would try my best to catch it. So I looked at the old man and said, "I really have a wish. I want to eat. Don't just use the unpalatable lizard meat to perfunctorily. I want white rice and steamed buns. It's better to have two or three pounds of beef, some vegetables and fruits. I don't mind it. Just have another pot of wine. If this is the case, I will fight harder and have the strength after eating."

Such a meal is definitely a luxury in the dungeon, but the old man agreed to me without thinking about it, saying, "I can give you more portions. But now, you can bear it first."

As he spoke, he winked, and his men suddenly rushed to me, holding a thin knife, and inserted it into my body at a certain place.

I gasped heavily, and being stabbed into my body by a knife was not a good feeling, not to mention that many parts of my body were stabbed.

These places are not vital, but after the knife is pulled out, the blood slowly flows out, not fast at all, and it is even a little slow. I don’t understand the intention of his doing so. I looked at the old man in confusion, but he took out a small jar and handed it to his subordinates, saying: “Plush it on his wound, so that no matter how strong his body is, the wound will not scab, unless the medicine is fully evaporated.”

With such a vicious way, I went to the battlefield, and the blood was passing away. No matter if I won or lost, I would eventually die of bleeding.

"Why do you treat me like this? I am just a little person. Is it just for the sake of foolproof?" Their actions really made me wonder, so confused that I couldn't remember my situation at all. It can be called a desperate situation without any hope.

"You are definitely not a little man. I suggest that Mr. Jiuer do this. I don't know who you are, but you are definitely not a wolf man, absolutely not." The old man looked at me and said seriously.

"Haha, do you have evidence?" I suddenly realized that the old man in front of me was not simple either.

"There is no evidence! It's just intuition that Mr. Jiuer doesn't kill you here, and putting you in the ring is a very dangerous thing. It will be difficult to kill you, but I don't want to go against Mr. Jiuer's wishes, so I can only deal with you like this." Speaking of this, the old man paused for a moment and said, "My intuition has always been very accurate. When I reach a certain age, as long as I have strong intuition, I have never made any mistakes. As for the evidence, don't forget what Wangyou Pavilion does?"

Speaking of this, the old man narrowed his eyes: "If Mr. Jiuer hadn't insisted on dealing with you for Sisi, I would be really interested in you and wanted to let you be active in Qinglong City freely. Give me some time, I would know your secret. I always feel that Mr. Jiuer's so-called powerful general is nothing in front of you. And I have always been very careful. Since I have participated in this matter, I will not leave myself trouble."

When he was talking to me, the wounds on my body had been applied with the medicine he gave me. There was no big feeling, but the blood seemed to be maintaining a rhythm and was flowing out of several wounds on my body.

I was speechless because the other party gave you the intuition, what reason do you have to argue?
Chapter completed!