Rebirth of the National Male God: Master Quan, Fancy Favorite

Qu Yizhao hooked the corners of her mouth, and approached Brun cautiously. In fact, she didn't need to be cautious at all, because Brun was focused on hunting.

For some reason, Bren suddenly felt a slight chill in his neck, and he twisted his neck involuntarily, but when he twisted his neck...

A black ultra-thin steel wire suddenly appeared in front of Brun's neck. Brun only felt a slight chill on his neck, and a strange black light flashed in front of his eyes.

He turned his head involuntarily to see what was behind him, but at this moment, the black ultra-thin steel wire wrapped tightly around Brun's neck.

Bu Lun's mouth opened slightly involuntarily, as if he wanted to speak, his eyes widened, and he grabbed back with both hands, but Qu Yichao dragged Bu Lun's hind legs quickly.

This kid's strength is really great, damn it, it made the young master's hands turn red, Qu Yizhao thought to himself.

It must be swollen, rely on!

Although there was a slight tingling sensation in the palm of her hand, Qu Yizhao's movements became more and more fierce. She did not let Brun go, nor did she let go of the thin steel wire in her hand.

Brun's legs kicked wildly, and his fingers clasped the thin steel wire desperately, but at this moment, no matter what he did, it was useless.

In this way, Qu Yizhao dragged Bren into a small dark room. During the process, Bren passed out successfully. However, Qu Yizhao still gave the other party a sap and tied Bren's hands and feet. Together, like a big rice dumpling.

With a sound of "wow", Qu Yizhao splashed water on Bu Lun's face, and his wet hair lay beside Bu Lun's cheek, looking particularly embarrassed and unbearable.

Qu Yizhao picked Brun's chin with the back of a dagger he didn't know where he got it, and said softly: "You have a good face, those middle-aged men who like little boys must like you."

Bren paused, a pair of brown eyes looked at Qu Yizhao without blinking, slightly forming a little vortex, as if to suck people's soul into it.

Qu Yizhao's eyes gradually became blurred, and soon, Qu Yizhao was about to untie the rope on Brun's body.

But just when Bu Lun thought that Qu Yichao would untie the rope on his body, Qu Yichao pressed Burun's head hard on the ground, making a crisp sound.

Bren blinked, feeling slightly depressed and puzzled, why wasn't the other party hypnotized? Could it be that my hypnosis is useless to this person?

Maybe this is someone beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky, Brun thought silently.

He could clearly feel that his forehead was bleeding, and the scarlet blood slowly overflowed from his forehead, like a blood-red painting.

But Brun couldn't feel the pain, he could only feel the blood flowing out of his body.

At the same time, the limbs of the body gradually became weak, and this feeling made him frown, which was a very strange feeling.

Because every time he feels this way, he will be in a very dangerous state.

But he doesn't regret it at all, it's more uncomfortable to let him not kill someone than to let him die, he will not feel anything in this world.

He can't feel the ups and downs that ordinary people, even beggars and disabled people, can feel.

He has no sense of taste, and his eyes are only divided into black and white. He doesn't know what love is, what hate is, and he can't feel pain and despair.

He can only get that insignificant feeling by killing people.

He didn't know what that felt like, but he hailed it as "redemption."