Grandma Yan immediately picked up the torture instrument next to her.
They are long needles.
"Prick me!"
The old ladies got the order and rushed forward like wolves and tigers.
All the long needles were inserted into Xiao He's body.
Xiaohe's eyes turned dark and he almost fainted.
She looked up.
"Miss, when will you come to save me..."
Changfeng roared with his eyes cracked.
"What's the point of attacking a little girl? If you have the ability, come to me!"
Ye Zhongtai kicked him hard.
"Why are you so anxious? Look back, you will suffer a lot!"
Dongfang Yu said with some worry: "Elder Ling, if that ghost king comes to your door..."
Dongfang Ling waved his folding fan.
"Don't worry, my dungeon here is very secret, and with the blessing of formations, no one will discover it at all."
He yawned.
"You guys keep an eye on me for a while, I'll go back and take a nap. Come back in the evening."
Torture these two people for half a night first, until they can no longer bear it.
Then use the Soul Searching Technique yourself.
It will definitely get the words out of their heads.
Xiaohe was still moaning at this time: "I believe that the lady will definitely come to save me..."
Qiu shouted: "Be harder! Let her know how powerful I am..."
At this time, Ye Qingli was strolling leisurely under the moonlight with Jun Aohan, slowly walking down the mountain.
The two men looked up at the moon in the sky.
She said poetically: "The moon is so round tonight."
Then, he looked at Jun Aohan with expectant eyes.
Jun Aohan replied affectionately.
"The moon is so round tonight."
Ye Qingli felt speechless...
Well, she decided not to talk anymore.
The two of them were bored in the other courtyard for several days.
Ye Qingli finally remembered that she still had serious things to do.
Then, she planned to go back.
Jun Aohan also knew that he couldn't stop her.
Then, he said that he would send her off by himself.
The two of them decided to walk down the mountain on foot.
But now, Ye Qingli began to regret this decision.
Can't he just quietly have a poetic romance with her?
Well, she was overthinking it.
For the ancients, we cannot hold them to the standards of modern people...
The two of them walked to the bottom of the mountain stupidly, blowing the cold wind.
Ye Qingli felt like she was about to catch a cold.
She flew into the wind, and then the two of them ran back to Fengyi City.
Ye Qingli patted his face.
"You and I can go back to our respective homes."
"Um."
Jun Aohan is also used to it.
Two people keep a little distance from each other, but they can see each other often.
This feeling is quite good.
"Take care of yourself."
"Yeah, I will."
Two people broke up on the street.
Then, Ye Qingli went home boldly.
The door was ajar.
Ye Qingli yawned.
At this time, she really wanted to go back and take a nap.
"Xiao He, are you too lazy? You don't even close the door at night?"
She mumbled through the door.
Then, a sharp light suddenly flashed in his eyes!
It smells like blood!
There are still residual blood stains in the yard!
"What happened?"
Ye Qingli suddenly felt blood rush to her forehead!
How dare someone come to your home to cause trouble?
Are you tired of living?
she yelled. "Where are the people, come out!"
The subordinates, who were beaten all over, helped each other out one by one.
