Chapter 451 The pain is so deep that no one tells about it

Chapter 451

In the morning, the fog is permeated. The mountain wind came with a chill, and Xue Xiaobao couldn't help shivering.

After so many days in the mountains, I still got nothing. He was at a loss, his eyes were slightly dull, and he looked at the peaks in the clouds. Why did the fourth uncle ask me to go to Hukouling? Is there a shocking secret hidden there? It was originally a scam. Or give me the bait?

Xue Xiaobao's deep eyes gradually flashed with strange brilliance, if he felt something, if he had something to understand. Unconsciously, there was a smile on his face. The smile was a little cold and a little bad.

Fatty Meng rubbed his drowsy head, sneezed, rubbed his fleshy nose, and said, "Morning!"

"Morning!"

"Have you eaten yet?"

"None!"

"When will you eat?"

"Immediate."

After receiving a satisfactory reply, Fatty Meng turned around and left. He didn't care about Xue Xiaobao's unpredictable smile. Instead, he was more concerned about when today's breakfast would be eaten.

Xue Xiaobao stood there quietly and looked up at the ridge in the clouds. I don't know how long it took, the sound of bread came from behind me.

"Brother Xiaobao, it's time to eat."

Xue Xiaobao turned around leisurely and walked to the bonfire. As soon as he sat down, the bread handed him a golden pheasant. Xue Xiaobao took the pheasant with a grateful smile and ate it slowly.

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Outside the cave, the sun is shining, and inside the cave is dim.

At the mouth of the cave stood four mercenaries with guns, and three prisoners were imprisoned in the cave. Let's call them prisoners, because these people are similar to death row prisoners. The shabby clothes can't cover the dark and yellow skin outside.

"Second master, I'm dying." The weak voice of the pepper floated in the cave, like a little ghost moaning in pain under Jiuyou, afraid of death and ignoring death? It doesn't matter to him now. It's more like fighting for a person's opinion.

After a moment, a person's voice floats in the hole, which is also weak, but the meaning is not different.

"Hold on!" A simple word proves that it is better to live than to die.

When the voice fell to the ground, Pepper and Xue Tianqi slowly raised their heads. Their eyes were scattered and even a little dull, and their facial expressions were even more dull that people could not feel any emotion. At the same time, they locked their eyes on the man in the corner. If it hadn't been for the man's chest still undulating, they would have thought that the man would have died long ago.

Because the man is as thin as firewood, like a skeleton wrapped in a layer of skin, the skin is dark, and the compatibility can't be seen clearly for a long time, like a hole. But his eyes are still slightly red, just like the devil in film and television works.

"He... is still alive!" After saying this, Pepper seemed to have exhausted his strength. His throat moved, as if swallowing saliva, but he had long known that saliva was already a luxury for him. The dry skin of his lips was as hard as a blade, and he didn't even dare to moisten his dry lips with his tongue.

Xue Tianqiu lowered his head slowly, slowly closed his eyes, and stopped talking. Two living people speak no more than three sentences a day. The purpose of speaking is not to chat, but to tell the other party that he is still alive.

A week ago, they broke off their fate with food and water. For seven days, they only supported with strong perseverance. If they saw the insects on the wall, they would open their mouths and eat them carefully without hesitation.

Today, they don't even eat a mosquito. Even if they are on the verge of death, they never despair. In the afternoon, four mercenaries dragged them out of the cave. Under the sun, they closed their eyes and enjoyed the long-lost sunshine in pain and happiness.

The body is seriously dehydrated. Under the sun, their skin began to dry, especially on their faces. The red pimples still exploded, and the white ** flowed out of their faces.

John, who was sitting under the shade of the tree, waved his hand gently, and two mercenaries came to them with two buckets of water. The bucket hung upside down, and the cool stream hit their bodies like the vertical Milky Way.

"Water!" The weak voice of peppers that he can only hear is undoubtedly not proof of his desire for water.

A bucket of water is not much, but it wets their bodies.

Then, a plate full of food was delivered to them. Smelling the smell of food, they slowly moved their bodies, and the red-spotted arm swayed towards the food. He reached out and grabbed the food on the plate and stuffed it into his mouth. He closed his eyes and chewed it slowly. The process of chewing is extremely painful, and their faces are distorted.

They didn't eat much, and even stopped chewing with only a few simple bites. Lie on the ground and stay motionless, allowing the sun to shine.

John got up and came to them, covered his nose, frowned slightly, and the disgust in his eyes was obvious. After reading it, he turned around and left.

The two mercenaries dragged them into the tent, which contained a small amount of water and a small amount of food. The most important thing is that it is dry here, and the sun shines in, so you won't get skin diseases.

No one cared about their life or death before. Today's sun seems to rise from the west. These guys, who seem to be more ruthless than beasts, actually have a little pity.

Xue Tianqiu and Pepper will not consider these problems. What they care about is whether they can kill a few people before they die.

The tomb color came, the bonfire was lit, the pheasant hung upside down, the mountain wind gently blew, and the branches were blowing. The quiet night sky, the stars are shining.

The fragrance came to his nose. Fatty Meng, who was holding the chicken leg in his hand, wiped his greasy fat face, and then picked up the bottle of Erguotou beside him and drank, "Squeak! It's so cool! This is the best trip.

Xue Xiaobao looked up, his face was expressionless, and his eyes looked a little dull.

"Brother, what are you thinking about?" When the little fairy saw that he didn't look right, he asked.

Xue Xiaobao shook his head and said nothing.

It has been five days since I entered the mountain, but I haven't found any clues left by Xue Tianqiu. Not everyone can bear the suffering day by day. Even a heartless guy like Xue Xiaobao can only hide his pain and lost emotions. He doesn't like forbearance and hypocrisy, but the pain is so deep that no one can tell you, more than once, but this time it makes people so unforgettable and desperate.

"Go to bed early. There is still a rush tomorrow." Xue Xiaobao's voice without any emotion is plain and strange.

When the people present heard this, their hearts suddenly tightened and looked at him at a loss. It sounds ordinary and even a casual sentence. However, they know that Xue Xiaobao has something in his heart, but it is a very important thing that can make a heartless and shameless guy get serious. The importance of this matter can be imagined.