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After a few days like this, it is barely a matter of peace. Xiao Heng's schedule was very regular, he came over every night at Hai hour, and tried to torment him in different ways; he left at the next morning, and returned to the city to deal with various affairs.
Si Mingxu discussed with the system several times, and he had an idea in his mind, but the points are not enough to buy the expensive props for the time being, so he has to wait patiently for a while.
He reads idle books during the day, or plays games provided by the system, but it passes quickly; at nighthe doesn't want to mention it. But what comforted Si Mingxu a little was that every time he finished his work, his points would increase a lot. At this speed, in a few days, the two system items will be able to be purchased.
On this day, he was idly flipping through a volume of storybooks, the contents of which were mostly stories about talented scholars and beautiful women in this world.
Suddenly, a few small "squeaks" came from under the bed.
Si Mingxu put down the notebook in his hand, looked down, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly. A chubby gray mouse was squatting furtively at the corner of the bed. It poked out a small head, and a pair of small black peas-like eyes looked at him foolishly
It turns out that there are such creatures as rats in the devil world.
Si Mingxu was really bored, so he picked up a peanut from the plate beside the bed, and threw it in front of the fat mouse, interested to see if it ate it or not.
The fat mouse lowered its head and sniffed lightly, picked up the small peanut with two small paws, and gnawed it with relish. The long and thin beards were trembling, which was actually kind of cute.
"Little thing." Si Mingxu couldn't help laughing. He suddenly caught a glimpse of something, and couldn't help being a little taken aback¡ªa small roll of gray cloth was tied to the fat mouse's right front paw.
He was very curious for a moment, and tried to reach out to get it. The fat mouse gnawed on the peanuts, but was not afraid of people, allowing him to take the small roll of fabric away, and even gave him a soft "squeak" twice, as if he had completed the task .
As a reward, Si Mingxu threw two more peanuts to it, and the fat mouse howled happily. Then, he unfolded the small roll of fabric, and couldn't help but slightly frowned.
This little roll of gray burlap, finely stitched on one side and irregularly frayed on the other, had obviously been torn from the placket. The cloth strip is only two fingers wide and narrow, and more than three inches long. On it is a line of crooked ocher handwriting It seems that it should be written in blood.
"There are few neighbors in the alleys, and the thatched eaves like to live side by side. Steaming pears is often done in the same stove, and scallions are poured in the same canal."
"" Si Mingxu blinked. What the hell is this? Could it be that the neighbors said hello? But he was obviously the only one in this dungeon, where did the neighbor come from?
As if to answer his doubts, there were a few unhurried knocks on the ceiling.
He looked up and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. Dare to have a neighbor who still lives upstairs and sent a stupid fat mouse to say hello to himself.
Si Mingxu looked down at the roll of fabric again, and groped for the handwriting with his fingers¡ªit was indeed dried blood As he touched the blood, he was thinking about the purpose of this person, when a deep voice suddenly sounded in his mind .
"Master Sicheng." The voice was mature, magnetic, and extremely charming. The owner should be an adult man.
Si Mingxu was taken aback. This is a sound transmission technique using blood as a medium? He was stunned for a moment, and tried to ask in his mind: "Which one is your Excellency? Why do you know my name?"
"My name is Huantu. Ten years ago, for the sake of you, the city lord, my stupid son carried the Heaven Devouring Sword all the way from Heishuiyuan to Qingtian City. He decided that in the secret realm that day, He was influenced by the Heaven-devouring Swordso, as the forge of the Heaven-devouring Sword, I am also one of the murderers who indirectly killed you." Huantu paused, and then said, "He even felt that Qixia Villa once Although you are the direct murderer, I am also involved in this case to some extent. I have been imprisoned here by him for a full ten years, tortured and tortured every day, how can I not know your name, City Lord Si?"
"" These few words contained too much information, and Si Mingxu felt that he needed to be quiet.
"You are Demon Emperor Huan Tu? Xiao Heng is your son? Youcan you control the Heaven Devouring Sword? The Qixia Villa case, what is it" The Heaven Devouring Sword was forged by Demon Emperor Huan Tu, and Xiao Heng Huan Tu's son? Well, it is very consistent with the usual routine of web novels, Tomato Da Da, you really are a big layman.
"Of course Xiao Heng is my son, although he himself doesn't believe it. As for the Heaven Devouring Swordit was indeed forged by me thousands of years ago. But when I. In the following decades, he tried his best to exhaust all kinds of unimaginable tortures, torturing this once aloof devil emperor to death.
He knew he was venting his anger, but it made him feel a little better.
It's just these bloody things, Xiao Heng is subconsciously reluctant to let Si Mingxu know. He didn't want the man to feel that he was a cruel, perverted, disgusting monster. He only wanted that personto pity and love himself. He likes the way that person is so helpless to him and indulges in pampering, rather than being afraid of disgust and obedience. That would break his heart.
At this time, Xiao Heng slightly raised his eyebrows and looked up. Why did this person suddenly mention Huan Tu? Did Huantu do something? He is already a complete cripple, his limbs and meridians are all crippled, and he can't even kill a rabbit. What else can he do?
Maybe it's time to kill this person.
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I saved 20,000 words a day on weekends, and now I only have 3,000 words left Saving manuscripts makes people lazy qaq. I feel that jj is a bit pumped recently, and sometimes the replies are not displayed, but in fact I have replied~
? By the way, this week I started to save the drafts of the extra episodes in advance. I initially plan to have the following extra episodes:
1. Xuxu Hengheng Xiaoxiao's modern vacation trip, the sound of excitement and collapse;
2. The past of the three-person group of old friends;
3. Gu Xuesheng and his hapless master;
4. Two or three things about my younger brother;
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