He walked through the dark and narrow secret passage with a lantern. His footsteps were very light. He could have silently approached the secret room, but he didn't want to.

He decided to play a game with his "little toy".

He threw one end of the chain to the ground, and the chain rubbed against the ground and made a rustling sound. As soon as he heard this sound, the toys in the secret room wailed in despair.

What a beautiful sound, he stood outside the door of the secret room and got away, and approached again. This little joke almost broke the nerves of the toy. The toy cursed first, but finally cried out.

The cry sounded so nice that he decided to reward the guy. He pushed open the door and the toy was locked and lay on the flesh cut from him.

Seeing him suddenly appear, the toy's scarred face was filled with fear.

"What do you want to play today?" His eyes swept across the pile of torture instruments and looked at the trembling toys and said, "Your nails have no time to repair, let's cut your fingers."

"No, let me go, let me go, don't come over..."

The screams echoed in the underground secret room of Fukugawa Island as usual.

...

Jiang Xun woke up from a nightmare. He looked out the window. Lightning and thunder were roaring, heavy rain was pouring. The low and dark sky was as dark as it was at night. He was a little confused and didn't know how long he had slept.

He picked up the electronic alarm clock at the head of the bed, which was shown on it at 3:30 pm. He slept for thirteen hours and had an extremely long nightmare.

This is very abnormal. Judging from his physical fitness, it is time to wake up after four hours of sleep.

He touched his body with sweat, so he walked into the bathroom, turned on the cold water and began to rinse his body.

Looking at the bloodshot eyes in the mirror made him wonder if the person in the mirror was himself.

After coming out of the bathroom, he turned on his phone and logged on to QQ to check the news.

Many people left him messages. He looked through several questions and asked him why he didn't come to school today. Only then did he remember that he was a high school student. High school students are different from college students. High school students are tight and loose in college.

As long as college students are brave, they will have summer vacations every day.

But after sleeping for so long, he still felt very tired and didn't even want to reply to the news.

He replied to Su Xiaoxuan and asked for leave today if he had something to do.

He also sent Lu Mingfei a message that he was not feeling well today and asked him to help him ask for leave from the head teacher.

Jiang Xun lay on the sofa in the living room, looking at the ceiling, recalling his dream just now.

The dream was too real, and in the dream he became a member of the Fukugami Island Sect.

The leader said that he was the strongest member of the Order's will, so he was appointed by the leader to observe the secret warehouse of the Order's Order. This secret warehouse is located in the underground center of Fukugawa Island, and contains a large number of fallen black magic objects.

He followed the command of the leader and walked through the passage guarded by rune marks, arcane chains and powerful magic sentries to the secret room filled with black magic.

From then on, the leader did not send new people to replace him. He was like he was forgotten underground with those black magic objects.

There, he spent a long time, eroded and tortured by those black magic objects, from anxiety to fear, year after year, the seeds of resentment continued to take root and sprout in his body.

He began to hate everything around him until one day he could no longer bear these black magic items that he always used as fun to tease.

He took a magic book of life from the bookshelf.

"Hey, silly boy, how many times have I told you that you, a waste who was abandoned by the sect, cannot understand the great me..." Magic Book chattered and mocked him in a mean language as usual.

It was time to make it pay, he grabbed a corner of the page.

"Boy, what do you want to do? It hurts, hurts, hurts, stop!" Magic Book shouted in horror.

He ignored the sound of the magic book. He tore off the magic book page by page. With the wailing of the magic book, the red blood oozed out of the page. For the magic book, tearing off its pages was as painful as humans were cut off from their limbs.

Bringing pain to others can give people a sense of happiness. He becomes obsessed with this sense of happiness. He uses magic to glue the pages back. He is not going to let go of this magic book, just like a child putting toys in a box and taking them out when he wants to play.

Other magical objects shouted and laughed loudly when they saw the tragic situation of the magic book, and the laughter of these fallen magic props stopped until he began to torture them.

So the harsh laughter disappeared and turned into endless wails.

Yes, that's it, howling is much more beautiful than laughter.

After torturing these magic props for a long time, he began to get tired of this monotonous life and became empty again, until one day, a warlock was sent to the warehouse.

This man was imprisoned by chains. He was a person who was combined with his own flesh and blood. No matter how much trauma was, he could be repaired.

He was ecstatic because he finally had a toy that could be destroyed at will and would not be damaged. Yes, he called that guy a toy.

...

He would also dream after he merged with Yasuo before, but those dreams were mainly inherited. He learned Yasuo's wind-controlling swordsmanship and fighting skills in his dreams.

Thresh's dream is different, it only has endless evil and tyranny. He enjoys the pleasure of torture others in his dream. This pathological feeling of pleasure will make him fall step by step and fall into some kind of evil monster.

Borrowing Threstone's power made him feel like he was making a deal with a demon. He got the powerful force that could easily kill the dragon-shaped deadpool and kill the next generation, at the cost of his soul being eroded.

When he recalled the flesh-blooded face and tortured eyes, he wanted to vomit disgusted.

He has killed Deadpool, but Deadpool has long lost human nature, and Deadpool has no human rights.

But that warlock is different. It was a living person. Now the miserable screams of warlocks sounded in his ears from time to time.

"Dingdong, Dingdong."

The doorbell rang, and Jiang Xun opened the door with his tired body.

A small hand stretched up with difficulty, and finally reached Jiang Xun's forehead.

"It turns out that there is no fever, it's so good." Su Xiaolu breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on her wet face.

"Are you a fool?" Jiang Xun complained and hugged Su Xiaolu, who was soaked all over into his arms.

He saw his own shadow in her concerned eyes, felt her body temperature, and all the negative emotions disappeared.

"Ah sneezing!" Su Xiaolu sneezed.

Jiang Xun said with some pain: "Go and take a shower."

"Oh." Su Xiaoxiang lowered his head like a child who made a mistake.

"Why aren't you leaving yet? Do you want to wash with me?" Jiang Xun looked at his girlfriend's wet temptation.

Su Xiaolu's school uniform skirt was constantly dripping down against her curved body. She looked at Jiang Xun's exposed gaze, especially when she observed that his Adam's apple moved, the little girl was a little panicked and waved her hand quickly and said, "I don't want to...I don't want to wash with you."

"But I'm also wet. Do you have the heart to make me catch a cold?" Jiang Xun said with some injuries.

——Small theater—

The warrior with a paralyzed face held a blood-red sword and went through hardships to the evil dragon's castle.

Each man and a dragon looked at each other for a long time, all with dark eyes and expressionless expressions. The evil dragon and the warrior were the destined enemies.

However, just like a stone plunged into the ice lake, suddenly ripples spread, the ice melted, the waves rippled, gentle and powerless.

The dragon withdrew its gaze and spit out a key. She kept holding it. She threw the key at the Warrior and sneered, "It seems like I've eaten your princess... She is not dead, go find her."

"I'm not here to look for the princess, I'm here to look for you."

After saying that, the face-paralyzing warrior held the stingy dragon's little claws.
Chapter completed!