Empires Start with Lords

Genius to remember the address of this site in one second: []The fastest update! No ads! She looked at the house while thinking about it, and could see that this shadow whistle is a person who pays great attention to details.

Thinking of this, she felt a little uneasy in her heart.

How can someone who pays attention to details make mistakes? Is there something wrong with her, she thought.

"Pack up, come in." At this moment, Brady's voice came.

That gentle voice made her involuntarily let go of some precautions. She couldn't help thinking that if he saw it, he wouldn't have come to save herself.

She thought as she struggled to get up from the sofa. He limped toward the utility room that Brady had cleaned up.

However, when she walked to the door of the utility room, the expression on her face became wonderful.

First frozen, then shocked, and finally turned into a look of fear, she turned around subconsciously as if running out.

But the door seemed to be conscious, and it slammed shut behind her, knocking her to the ground.

At the moment, Brady is playing with strange pieces of iron, and the shapes of those irons tell people their uses—torture tools.

He heard the door closing and turned his head to look at Jomo with a smile. It's still the same harmless appearance as before.

At this moment, Brady's smile seemed so eerie in Jomo's eyes.

I saw a wooden horse-like torture tool and said: "This thing comes from the empire in the east, and it is specially designed for female prisoners. I call it an iron donkey. Do you see this long iron rod on its back? ? I put chili oil on it. After a while, let it serve you first, what do you think?"

Qiao Mo was trembling with fright at the moment, but she still forced a smile and said: "Sir, don't you joke with me? You should."

As she said that, she looked at the strange and frightening torture tools again, swallowed her saliva and said, "If you like to play like this, I will definitely cooperate with you. Let's play when my legs are healed, okay?" Saying that, he twisted his body as hard as he could, showing Brady his graceful curves.

"Hahaha..." Brady laughed happily when he heard the words, but his laughter became more and more gloomy, as if mixed with boundless anger.

After a long time, he finally stopped laughing. Looking at the woman on the ground, he got up and walked in front of her, lowered his head, looked at the seductive face, and said, "Should the honorable Mrs. Ferguson Beulet still call you Zilian? You are the one who seduced my useless brothers like that. ?" The voice changed from the gentle one before, but became unusually gloomy.

The woman who claimed to be Qiao Mo was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect her old bottom to be investigated so clearly. But she was still not reconciled and tried to make a final struggle.

I just listened to her continuing to pretend that she didn't understand anything and said, "Sir, what are you talking about?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, let's take it slow, and I hope you can keep pretending." Brady said as he got up and walked to the place where the bone in her leg was broken.

"Tsk tsk." Brady smacked his mouth while looking at her wound and said, "As expected of the legendary Zilian, he is so cruel to himself."

"You, what do you want to do—" Zilian said, trembling uncomfortably. But in the next second, her inquiry turned into a scream.

"what-!"

At this moment, Brady's leg had stepped on the woman's broken bone, and he kept twisting his ankle.

Drops of sweat had oozing out from the woman's forehead. Apparently the pain was causing it.

Seeing that the screams of the woman on the ground gradually weakened, Brady stopped moving his feet.

He asked in an extremely cold voice: "I just want to know where His Majesty was under house arrest by Truman. If you're willing to tell me, I can let you die without pain."

After speaking, he lowered his head and looked at the dying woman on the ground. Brady waited for a long time, but saw that she didn't seem to want to speak.

He laughed, a distorted smile. He smiled and said: "Very good, then let me see how hard Abby's loyal dog bones are."

After he finished speaking, he grabbed Zilian's hair and dragged her towards those terrifying instruments of torture...

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The royal capital, not far from the city,

Inside a cave that looks unremarkable from the outside.

A male follower walks in with a shimmer of light. This man is none other than Abby Truman.

The shimmer gradually faded away, and the eyes were pitch black, with only a little fluorescent light floating around. This hole is amazingly big, as if it can go straight to the center of the earth, I don't know how deep it is.

At this moment, Abby seemed to be in the vast starry sky, and the starlight lingered around him.

Although he had already seen all kinds of bizarre scenes, Abby was still attracted by the wonders in this cave, and he was so excited that he forgot to breathe, as if he was in an illusion!

Raising his right arm slightly, Abby couldn't help but touch his hand to the tunnel beside him.

The fusion of sky blue and dark black, the intersection of light and darkness, is clearly the opposition of the two camps, intertwined, but exudes moving magic.

"Whoosh-"

The fingertips just touched the faint light from the corridor, and an irresistible suction force caught Abby inside.

Before Abby could react, he fell into chaos.

His mind was dizzy, everything was twisted into a circle, or colorful, or different sizes, headache, tinnitus, brain swelling, and his body seemed to burst open, as if a century had passed as long as…

Over time, he finally struggled to wake up. But the world in front of him is no longer that bizarre cave.

Getting up, Abby didn't bother to rub his face any more, and hurriedly looked around. He knows where this is in his heart, and if he is not careful, he will end up in ashes.

There are at least hundreds of people walking around Abby in front of him. They should be called "monsters" rather than people, or have tentacles on their faces, or thorns on their backs.

"Is this the hell?" he said to himself.

That's right, this is the real source of all monsters, and how to get here is what a monster leader told him.

At first, he had the idea of ​​cooperating with the monster and went to the monster leader to discuss cooperation. When he finished speaking his thoughts, the leader told him that he was not qualified to decide this matter, but he could help him contact a big man in Demon Prison.

Abby's fall from the sky immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding monsters. One seemed to have seen a beautiful feast, his eyes glowing green, waving his three-inch long tongue, and gathered his teeth and claws.