Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 222 The Heavenly Prison Grinds the Realm of the Heart Gap

Mamrostila Delevingne had an old, deformed face.His exposed hands are withered and yellow, and his neck is pale, but his entire head is as black as charcoal. There is no beard on the chin, but it is covered with crow-like messy feathers.

Yale Liga knew very little about this "Aconitum".Based on the pronunciation of his surname, she guessed that this person was related to the "Lujin Family" of Kebei City, but there were many contradictions in this idea: as a commercial city that was separated from Zhisi City, Kebei City left behind in many ways There are indelible traces of the White Tower, which is by no means a good place for a branch of the Silent School that has not yet expressed any intention to submit.And the "Lukin family"—although Yale Liga only saw one of the males from the memory of her ancestors—did not have the strange appearance of the aconite.She couldn't imagine what kind of encounter would turn him into this.

Except not necessarily real names.Allerica only knows two things about him, one is his loyalty to Villar (or perhaps to the Doomsday Temple), and the other is his cruelty and ruthlessness.

"I repeat," said the Aconitum, "kneel down."

The jailer holding the boy in red's hair began to apply force, trying to push the prisoner down.But Yareriga saw that he was not doing his best, and perhaps wanted to make the punishment of Aconitum more severe, because that usually had substantial benefits for the jailers.For example, last time, Aconitum allowed them to humiliate a mage with night demon blood, and eat her eyes and fingers raw.

It is worth mentioning that the night demon was captured by Tan Ma.This is a character that Yale Liga has never met. It is said that he rarely stays in the mountains, but wanders among the nearby star layers all year round.Most of the steady stream of victims was captured by him.Yale Liga didn't know how he did it, but guessed that he was different from Villar and Aconitum, who would not use witchcraft, divination, potions or rituals, but the one who was good at conquering enemies with knives and axes. one type.She knew from the jailer's few words that he was in some sort of unequal partnership with Mrs. Withered Leaf, who seemed to be able to order him around with ease.

Qin Ma, Madam Withered Leaf, and Villar and Aconitum from the Doomsday Temple, these four strange people are the second pillars known to Yale Liga.She compared the glorious era of the Silent School in her memory, and even the "Frostwind King" who now rules the Sixth Peak, and the "Forbidden Scholar" who declared war on the White Tower and the Alliance at the Third Peak, and had to admit that the Second Peak was already a talent. withered.Even so, the second peak that was once handed over to the youngest daughter of "Eye in the Snail" still retains many secrets handed down by the eldest daughter of King Ragorgon. In addition to the legacy of "Crimson Vera", Ya Laili Jia is not surprised how they captured those spirits, even white tower mages above the bachelor level.

However, after paying a heavy price, she also realized that the second peak was far from being completely controlled by these four people.Madame Withered Leaf's servants laughed at Villar in private, and Aconitum abused Qin Ma's prisoners without scruple.She was amazed that the four hadn't murdered each other, the only reasonable explanation being that they were also ordered.

She tries to figure out who that person is, but as a prisoner in deep prison, clues are always out of reach.The jailers only said "those grown-ups," and Villar said nothing about the process of joining the Second Peak from the Doom Temple.During the days of imprisonment, although Yale Liga inevitably left many painful memories, she also obtained more fragmentary details from the dead jailers.She felt that it would be difficult for her to make a breakthrough from the jailer, so Aconitum's words and deeds attracted her special attention.

Aconitum kept staring at the boy in red.He obviously noticed the jailer's small movements, but he acquiesced in it all happening.And the young man who called himself Ji Zangyu showed a strength that didn't match his appearance.He stood there unresponsive, and he didn't seem to have broken a single hair.This performance exceeded the jailer's expectations, and the hand that pulled his hair continued to intensify.It was ruthless in the end, but the boy remained unconcerned, not even glancing in his direction.

Ignoring all the jailers surrounding him, he asked the Aconitum: "Have you heard of the name '徼绤槖'?"

Aconitum twitched slightly, but did not reveal any obvious intention.

"I didn't make you ask, boy," he said. "You have one more chance. Pride kills the chance of survival, and no one can help you in your situation now. You have to learn to obey, that's the only way. .”

The young man seemed to have not heard him at all, and continued to ask: "Then what about the 'Grand Master'? Do you know him?"

The words he confided made Allerica feel very strange, and she couldn't find a trace from her memory.She observed the Aconitum closely, and found a slight surprise in the latter's eyes.It wasn't the shock of being exposed, Aconite was indeed the same as her, ignorant of the two names mentioned by the boy.

Unlike Yale Liga, he didn't seem interested in this, but slowly tapped the wooden staff in his hand, reciting a passage of scriptures in his mouth.An unnatural wind reverberated from the iron corridor.

When he uttered the first syllable, the jailers were terrified and retreated in all directions, leaving only the young man in red standing in the center with an inexplicable face.Immediately afterwards, the doubt on his face disappeared.The imprint of a human face sunk deep into his skin.

It was a shriveled and withered face of the dead, with hollow eye sockets and a wide open mouth, as if silently wailing.Immediately afterwards, the boy's face, hands, abdomen, back, and this ugly indentation appeared everywhere on his body.They squeezed the boy's body, and then began to bite his skin.

The boy shook and almost fell to his knees on the ground.But he took a step in time, and looked at the blackhead in a weight-bearer's stance.

"Meet the oldest inhabitants of this bridge." Aconitum introduced him. "These noble majesties and highnesses. When the bridge was built on the first day, they became one with it forever. Here, they are both the longest prisoners and the real masters. When they meet a new guest like you who exudes vitality, the freshness will make them unable to help but want to keep you enthusiastically."

Blood splashed from the mouth of the human face.Those undead greedily gnawed at the boy, trying to take away more flesh and blood that symbolized life from him.However, no matter how they plundered, the blood gushing out like a spring could not enter their long-lost intestines and stomachs, and just dripped all over the ground in vain.This kind of waste made them desperate, swimming around on the boy's body, looking for new places to eat and try.

Aconite tapped his stick lightly, and stepped over the pool of bright blood.He aimed the sharp beak of the wooden tip at the boy's lips, and pressed the penis.The ingeniously designed mechanism suddenly opened, and a few cursed iron needles pierced into the boy's upper and lower lips, pried open his teeth, and split his tongue.He skillfully used this tool to force the victim to open his mouth, and then poured all the liquid in the black bottle into the teenager's mouth.

The boy stood silently.Keeping standing seemed to be the last resistance he could do, and that was far beyond the performance of Yale Liga when she first encountered these "hell spirits".She unconsciously sat up straight in the prison, staring closely at the boy's face.

The Aconitum poured all the liquid in the bottle into the boy's mouth, then threw the bottle away and took away his beak stick.After he backed away, he waited for several minutes before chanting scriptures to make the "prill spirits" disappear.

"You didn't learn to obey today." He said to the boy, "The ointment of these dead babies and mothers is extracted from yesterday's materials. If you still don't know how to treat your master politely next time, I will directly use ten fresh materials to be used as raw material."

He dipped a bit of the blood on the ground with his bird's beak stick, and asked the guards to throw the frozen boy back into the old room, and then left unhurriedly.After he left, Du Fu excitedly walked back and forth in front of the red-clothed boy's cell door.He even bent down and greedily licked the remaining blood on the ground.

Yale Liga saw all this.She meditated quietly in the cell for a while, and then she fell over when she opened her mouth to call out.

Du Fu looked very vigilant.He obviously knew what happened to the men who spent the night with Yarrica.But Yale Liga smiled straight at him, just like how she had seduced Kumao back then, and finally leaned over irresistibly, stretched over the railing, and leaned towards Yale Liga's chest.

That's the chance that Yaleriga wanted.She grabbed Du Fu's hand and bit it down fiercely like a hell spirit.The tips of the teeth sank into the rough, stone-like skin of the troll, all the way to the dirty bones.

Du Fu's miserable howl resounded through the cell.This is the most beautiful voice Yale Liga has heard since she was imprisoned.

(End of this chapter)