Chapter 164 (1/2)
”Is he fond of refining live or dead puppets?” Wuruo continued
”Why do you want to ask these things?” Sang Lun said
If Wuruo didn't answer him, he asked again, ”which one is the living puppet or the dead puppet that torments people?”
Sang Lun: ”...”
”When I'm done with my questions, you can die with them if you don't answer.”
If I answer your question and help you do something, will you really let me go
Wuruo promises in a low voice, ”do what you say.”
When sang Lun saw that stretching his head was a knife, and shrinking his head was a knife, he could only choose to try and believe him: ”base likes to make living people into puppets, especially the men and women who he has played and who look good, and his favorite is to make dead puppets, because the period of making living people into dead puppets can make them very painful, so base will be particularly excited and happy.”
If Wu Ruo heard what was behind him, he could not help imagining that the last Ushi had been killed by pastel and then refined into a puppet.
He stared at base coldly: ”next, what I want you to do is to make base into a puppet according to the way of base refining.
He wanted to give Basse a taste of how Ushi had been made into a puppet.
Ba se shuddered all over. From Wu ruo's voice, he could hear that Wu Ruo was serious. He struggled with excitement and fear. He did not cry out: ”Wu Wu...”
Most let him don't understand is, he and Wu if have no deep hatred? Even because of Gaoling City, but not without success? Why did Wu Ruo want his life?
Sang Lun was stunned.
”Do you do it or not?” The ghost behind pushed him.
”Hmmm --” ba se turned his head to Sang Lun and shook his head desperately.
Wu Ruo looks at ba se, and there is a touch of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth.
Isn't it exciting and enjoyable to refine others? Now that he has been refined by others, he knows that he is afraid?
Sang Lun looked at his eyes and bit his teeth. ”Do it.”
Just a word, let ba se fall to the ground.
This is human nature. In life and death, we should take ourselves first.
”Now,” said Wuruo
Sang Lun twisted his eyebrows: ”I don't have a tool to make a puppet now.
Wuruo asked people to return sanglun's waist bag: ”is this OK?”
Mulberry Lun clenches waist bag: ”OK.”
Wuruo warned him, ”don't play tricks. People here are either ghosts or corpse servants. Your insects are not very useful to them.”
Sang Lun: ”...”
Wuruo asked people to take off the cloth towels on the brown eyes and mouth.
Baise hurriedly called to Wuruo who came out of the room: ”Wuruo, I have never done anything to hurt you since we knew each other. Why do you want to kill me?”
Wuruo looked back slightly: ”I want to kill people, OK?”
Bashe: ”...”
The people of the ghost clan tied Bashe off to the table and said to sanglun, ”let's start.”
Sanglun went to Bashe and said, ”little Lord, I'm sorry.”
Basher was worried and scared: ”since I know that I am the young master, you can't make me into a puppet.”
Sang Lun did not speak.
”Sang Lun, if you refine me into a puppet, my father will not let you go.”
Sang Lun's body trembled slightly, and he took out the tools for refining puppets from his waist bag.
BA's face turned white and his voice trembled. ”Sang Lun, you can't do this to me. You can't make me into a puppet.”
”Little Lord, if you don't die, we will both die.”
Baze cried to Wu Ruo outside the door and begged, ”Wu Ruo, please let me go. I beg you. As long as you let me go, you can do anything. What I said is true.”
Wu Ruo looked at the man with tears and snot indifferently: ”hurry up.”
Sang Lun quickly took a knife and made a stroke on his toes, ankles, knees, fingers, wrists, elbows and arms. Then he took out a number of slippery soft cotton black worms and put them in the wound.
Insects smell the smell of blood and quickly get into the body of Baise to eat.
”Ah, one by one --” ba se screamed bitterly, especially at night. Something moved quickly in his body. The nearest ghost could even see a black insect crawling through his eyes. He had gooseflesh all over his body in a moment. A moment later, there was a red circle in the area where he was injured.
Suddenly, there was a black in front of Wu ruo's eyes.
”That's it.” Black Xuan Yi covers his eyes and says he doesn't like his wife staring at other men naked all the time.
”Well.” Wu ruo's cold face softens instantly, turns around and hugs the man's waist, picks up the tiptoe and kisses his face. Then, lying in black Xuan Yi's arms, he says, ”why is the cry so energetic?”
Sang Lun listened, picked up the knife, and drew a knife on his head.
Black Xuan Yi looks at them coldly and takes the people in her arms and leaves here.
Black Yin followed up and said, ”madam, we have two more people.”
”Who is it?” Wuruo asked
”The people of the Wu family in Gaoling city are the brothers who once competed with his wife in skating.
”Let them go,” murmured Wu