A scar slashed straight from his forehead to his chin, like a long centipede. No wonder he wanted to grow a beard, probably deliberately to cover this ugly scar.

"You, you, you......" Ning Ruan was so frightened that she couldn't say a word.

The beast grinned, and suddenly grabbed her and dragged her to the bed. Like dragging its own prey, the pace is full of urgency.

"Help! Help me! Ning Ru'an was extremely panicked, struggling and shouting desperately, "God, save me!" ”

The beast threw her onto the carved wooden couch, not only not minding her resistance, but being excited by the scream.

"Haha......" he laughed as he eagerly undressed himself.

The little guys at the door couldn't help but shiver when they heard the movement inside. Mom said that maybe someone would die again today, let them wait at the door, and then directly drag the body out of the mass grave and throw it away.

Ning Ru'an kept squeezing into the bed in fear, trying to stay away from him. When she saw his fat body shaking in front of her eyes, she could only cry desperately in front of her, but no one responded to her.

"The more you cry, the more excited Lao Tzu becomes!" With that, he pulled her over, pressed her down, and touched her hand indiscriminately, and his foul mouth kept touching her lips.

She could only turn her head desperately, but her body couldn't move half a minute no matter what.

He ripped off her tightly guarded clothes, like a pig gnawing at her neck, and her mouth made a snorting sound.

Ning Ru'an cried hoarsely, and his fist fell on him, like a hammer on an iron plate, without any effect.

The word "want to die" popped up in her mind, she really wanted to die!

Just as the person on his body was about to make further moves, all his movements suddenly stopped, and he pressed down straight and didn't move.

Ning Ru'an's crying stopped, and she looked at the person standing by the window in shock, "You ......"

"What are you!" Ji Shan approached them, kicked the dirty and heavy body away, picked his face with a fan, and said with a smile, "Yo, it's really the living Hades of the Northwest!" ”

Ning Ru'an hurriedly picked up the messy torn clothes, jumped out of bed past them.

"Go, pick up that mace by the window!" That is, the good commanded.

Ning Ru'an didn't react a little, she was slightly stunned, and stood stupidly with tears staggered.

"Hurry up! This dead fat man has rough skin and thick meat, and this son's acupoint technique won't last long! That is, the good urged.

Ning Ru'an walked to the window in a daze, and dragged the mace weighing dozens of pounds to the bed.

That is, he wanted to pick it up with one hand, but he didn't expect it to be quite heavy, so he waved it up with both hands.

He winked at Ning Ru'an and smiled, "Hey, go with your back to the window." Don't look back, no matter what you hear, or I promise you'll regret it! ”

Ning Ru'an seemed to have guessed what he was going to do, and hurriedly ran to the window and stood with his back to them.

There was a strange muffled sound behind him, the sound of something hitting the flesh, very hard. Then a similar sound rang out, almost at a frantic speed, tirelessly smashing one after another, vowing to smash into meat sauce......

I don't know how long it took, but Ning Ru'an, who was trembling with her eyes closed, noticed that someone had patted her on the shoulder.

She slowly opened her eyes, and her face was bloodied, and she smiled brightly at her. His facial features are extremely handsome, but this smile is as cold as a ghost crawling out of hell.

Ning Ru'an was terrified, "You ......"

"Scared to death!" Ji Shan smiled teasingly, "This son has had enough, let's go!" ”

When Jishan flew her out of the window, she couldn't help but glance over the bed, and there was a river of blood on the floor, and there was only a puddle of meat on the couch......

Vomit...... Ning Ru'an retched and almost threw up.

When Wen Shi and Hang Xue followed the clues to find the Qinglou, there was only a puddle of cold meat mud left in the room.

When the people in the green building saw this scene, they were so frightened that some timid girls directly rolled their eyes and fainted.

Wen Shi dragged the pale old bustard and questioned her about Ning Ru'an's whereabouts.

The old bustard had seen a dead man a few times, but he had never seen such a miserable dead man, and he was so frightened that he couldn't even speak.

Wen Shi put the knife on her neck, and she shuddered and begged for mercy, saying that she didn't know.

Hang Xue was calmer, her eyes fell on the mace, and after a little thought, she blurted out: "The Northwest Living Hades? ”

Wen Shi's expression froze, and he also noticed something. So he asked the old bustard if the man who died on the couch was the living king of Hades.

The old bustard was frightened by his knife and sobered up a lot, and quickly nodded yes.

Seeing that Hang Xue's guess had been verified, Wen Shi's already cold face darkened a little.

The living king of Yama in the northwest has a bad reputation in the rivers and lakes.

This person not only looks like a bear, but the key is that under his brutal appearance, he also has a cold and bloody heart, usually kills people like drinking water, never takes human life to heart, and is notorious in the rivers and lakes.

Not to mention that Ning Ru'an stayed in the same room with the Living Yama King when he drank alcohol.

"You really don't know?"

Facing Wen Shi, who was as cold as a visitor from hell, the old bustard shook his head again and again, and he didn't collapse under Wen Shi's knife.

It's just that she wasn't by Ning Ru'an's side for a while, and she was taken away, and Wen Shi was very irritable.

It's just that this kind of anxiety and worry will not be revealed by Wen Shi.

Just looking at his face, there was still no expression, and it even gave people a feeling of indifference, but there was a trace of worry and uneasiness hidden in those starry eyes.

Without embarrassing the bustard any longer, Wen Shi withdrew his knife and carefully surveyed the room again.

The room was chaotic, the smell of wine mixed with blood, filthy. Things coexist with sour smell, but Wen Shi is like he has no sense of smell, as if he has nothing to do, he doesn't let go of any detail, and just carefully investigates in the house.

Seeing Wen Shi like this, Hang Xue Qingjun, who was covering his nose, showed an incredible look on his face.

The ghost knife is shadowless and ruthless, and it doesn't blink an eye when it kills people, which is a well-known thing in the rivers and lakes.

But now it seems that the ugly girl who doesn't know martial arts and doesn't have a good appearance seems to have a lot of place in the heart of the ghost knife Wen Shi.

Just Wen Shi's attitude of rushing out without saying a word after learning that Ning Ru'an was taken away, and his serious appearance now carefully looking for clues, Ning Ru'an seemed to be very important to him.

"She's fine."

Hang Xue said coldly to Wen Shi.

The tall figure that lowered his head to search for clues paused slightly, and Wen Shi straightened up.

"Hmm."

In fact, when he just asked the bustard, Wen Shi knew that the miserable meat paste in the room was just the living king of the northwest.

He didn't find Ning Ru'an's clothes in this filthy room, so he boldly speculated that she was safe for the time being.

The person who can kidnap Ning Ru'an in Hang Xue's mansion must not be an idle person, so such a person must also know that if Ning Ru'an has any accidents, he Wen Shi will not give up.

Wen Shi was now searching the room, just wanting to find more clues so that he could find Ning Ru'an faster.

"You care about her."

Waving his hand to dismiss the subordinates who followed, Hang Xue flew up to the carved window, sat down elegantly, and said this to Wen Shi as if he was inadvertent.