At the moment of getting on the plane, Gu Huaiyu blocked Mu Shenrong's way.

"What?" Asked Mu Shenrong.

"If you repent now, it's too late." Gu Huaiyu's eyebrows were locked. He thought of the scene when he left just now. Fu ran was still pregnant with a child. In case Mu Shenrong was really in danger, how could he come back and explain to them? He was also wondering if he was too selfish.

"If you repent, you can go back."

"I will not regret it." Gu Huaiyu's tone is sonorous.

"In that case, why ask me such a stupid question."

"I'm just afraid that sister ran will be sad."

Mu Shenrong suddenly gave a surprise: "bah, the dog can't spit out ivory. I won't make my wife sad. Take care of yourself. The plane is going to take off. You can't leave." He was the first to step into the cabin.

Gu Huaiyu witnessed his back and eventually followed him.

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in the dark space, with blood colored light, a figure sits in the dark place, wearing black leather gloves on his hand, holding a transparent goblet and shaking it gently. The liquor in the cup seems to flow with the light. Finally, the liquor enters the throat and slowly swallows down along his throat knot, which is extremely sexy.

At this time, the mobile phone on his hand rang, and he slowly put down his glass to pick it up. After listening to what the people over there said, a strange smile appeared on the bright red corner of his mouth, and a face that was too white also showed its true face, because it was too pale, and the lips were especially red, more gloomy and terrible.

"Have you left? Giggle. " Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, the mechanical laughter was as shrill as a ghost crying and howling. The listener's ears were numb and it was hard to breathe. "It's more and more fun. Qingtianbao has come to insert a foot. It's interesting. It's really interesting --"

under the flowing light, his hands were raised and his feet seemed to be with a chill, and his fingers in black gloves suddenly danced in the air It was as if he was experiencing the happiest thing in the world.

"Then it'll be fun. You can go."

The phone hung up, and his body danced with his fingers. However, when he passed a mirror and glanced at the face in a pair of glasses, all the movements stopped abruptly in a moment, just like the man-made pressed the freeze frame, and the air seemed to freeze.

The face in the mirror was so beautiful that it was startling, but the white face was tinged with blue and black. It was like a ghost climbing up from the ground. Against the bright red lips, it became more and more grim. Even he could not see it. He broke the glass on one side angrily. He raised his hand and Sheng Sheng took the face from his face It's just a human skin mask.

And the face under the mask - potholes, mottled ups and downs, is even more terrifying than the face before. If the face before is the ghost from the bottom of the earth, then the face is the fierce ghost from the 18th hell.

The man raised his hand, stroked his face slowly, gradually revealed scarlet blood, and then laughed uncontrollably: "ha ha ha ha ha..."

the shrill laughter brought memories in this dark space, and it sounded heartbreaking. Finally, the laughter turned into the scream of ah ah, which was like the voice of evil through the ears, shivering.

At last, he swept away all the things at hand and trampled them to pieces with one foot. Until all the energy was exhausted, he sat down on the ground and picked up a piece of cold light on the ground. The sharp blade was extremely sharp. He looked at it as if he saw the big movement of the blade cutting someone Pulse, blood gushing out of the appearance --

"ha ha, ha ha --"

this harsh laughter is like a life charm from hell, he took the blade and walked slowly towards the corner.

When the scarlet light flowed, I found that there was a man tied to the corner of the wall, but the man was stuck to his mouth with adhesive tape, so there was no sound, but her frightened eyes had explained everything, and under her body, wet, she was really scared to break her courage, she was incontinent in urine.

Looking at this disgusting and gloomy man coming to her with a blade, her eyes widened and her eyes were filled with fear. Her legs were shaking like chaff and shaking her head constantly. The fear was beyond her limit. She did not understand why there was such a terrible man in the world. He grabbed her back and imprisoned her like a brute Here, she watched him fall into a morbid madness every day, and then he tortured her in turn. Her life was not as good as death. She could not wish to die. However, she could not die. This man did not let her die. She could not die. She was not as good as a pig or a dog.

The blade of Nathan's knife is close to her face, and she can feel the strong chill emanating from the blade. As long as she flicks gently, her face will be completely destroyed -

the tape on her mouth is suddenly torn off by brute force, and she can't care about the pain, so she shouts in horror with a voice like a broken Gong: "no, no - I beg you, no -"She has countless injuries on her body, she doesn't care anymore, but her face, this is the only thing she still has. If she doesn't have this, she really has no need to live. So when she feels Hu Ao's cold blade breaking her skin, she would like to kneel down for him: "I beg you, I beg you, let me go, you want me to do everything Yes, but I beg you, don't move my face, don't -- "

" I like your face, too -- "

" no, don't, don't -- "Qiu Chenxi is really scared. Knowing that he needs to change a face regularly every month, she's really out of fear. Those people are all very handsome young men But she was forced to face. As long as she closed her eyes, it seemed to be in front of her. Their shrill cries echoed in her ears every day. They really wanted to torture her crazy. "As long as you don't move my face, you can do anything you want me to do."

"But I just want to move. What should I do?"

Qiu Chenxi was really scared. If she had not been bound, she would have fallen to the ground.

"I just don't like someone who looks better than me --" he raised his hand and made a slight stroke, which made the skin look like a blooming petal, with skin full of flesh, blood like silk thread and splashing out --