Chapter 178: Dark Fairy Tale, Cinderella Makes a Deal with the Devil (36)
“Philip…”
The sudden low and hoarse male voice interrupted Philip's actions.
He looked up with a half-smile, his eyes falling on Raphael not far away.
His body was stained with blood and his head was wrapped in bandages, making him look a little disheveled. His narrow and dangerous eyes were drooping sinisterly, and his face was gloomy and terrifying, like an angry beast.
When Philip saw the wounds on his body, he became very curious and interested.
It was the first time he saw Raphael fail in front of a woman.
This is simply incredible!
"Raphael, Raphael, look at the injuries on your body. Could it be that the woman named Dusula ran away?"
Philip said excitedly, his wide eyes unable to hide the teasing and mockery.
Raphael raised his eyelids unhappily, glanced at him, and pursed his thin lips into a dangerous arc.
He snorted coldly and said
"We made a mistake. That woman has help."
Philip didn't believe it at all.
"That's impossible. We built the basement together. Not only can no one break in, but not even a mosquito can fly in."
"etc...."
Philip hesitated to speak
"You're not making excuses for your failure."
Raphael pulled the corner of his mouth coldly
"I don't know if anyone broke into the basement, but there's no doubt that woman had help."
At that time, he was immersed in the pleasure of digging out Dusula's eyes. Before he could react, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his head.
It was the sound of a wooden stick that made him dizzy and unable to stand.
Dusula's limbs were tied to the iron bed, and it must be someone else who hit him.
Philip waved his hand nonchalantly.
"Okay, got it."
Over the years, these two brothers have dug out the eyes of countless girls, and there has never been a mistake.
Just a small Dusula is not worth mentioning.
"Okay, let's deal with this quickly, don't delay."
Raphael looked meaningfully at Cinderella who was lying on the iron bed and urged her.
Although Philip enjoyed the pleasure and art of dissecting eyeballs alive, he had no choice but to do as Raphael said.
His brother was too cruel and ruthless, and the blood on his hands could never be washed clean. If he was angered, he had no doubt that Raphael would skin him alive.
Philip curled his lips helplessly, turned the sharp knife in his hand and pointed it at Cinderella's face.
The veil had been removed, revealing a hideous scar that penetrated deep into the bone.
The scar was very long, running from the eyebrow across the small nose bridge and finally disappearing into the thin jaw.
"I really don't want to finish you off so quickly, but I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Philip raised his hand suddenly.
A sharp cold light flashed, and the knife pierced straight into Cinderella's eye socket.
"ah!"
She was obviously being controlled, her eyes were lifeless for a long time, like two black holes that could swallow everything.
The pain caused her to lose control briefly and utter a hoarse sound.
“It hurts! It hurts!”
Cinderella screamed in pain, and the surroundings fell into deathly darkness and silence.
She couldn't see anything, and every pore on her body was stirring.
It hurts...
As for where exactly it hurt, she couldn't tell.
This sharp and terrible pain, which penetrated from the depths of her soul, was enough to destroy her.
"Shh, baby, keep your voice down."
Hearing Cinderella's roar, Philip felt his whole body relax and he felt indescribably refreshed.
He curled his lips and ran his long fingers across effortlessly.
"ah!"
As Cinderella screamed, a living eyeball appeared in Philip's hand.
His hands were still stained with blood and mucus from Cinderella's eyes, and he was playing with the small glass beads in his palm wantonly.
"Tsk tsk, so beautiful..."
On the black and white surface of the eyeball flows the Milky Way, and beneath the Milky Way is a field of bright and juicy roses.
Philip loved the beautiful sight.
He stretched out his hand, licked the disgusting liquid off his knuckles, and then raised his knife and dug out Cinderella's other eyeball.
Cinderella was in so much pain that she couldn't utter a word. Her wandering and torn soul returned to the controlled puppet body.
Pressed in the deepest part, unable to move.
"who!"
Suddenly, Raphael roared, and a small knife appeared in his hand, and he quickly attacked Chen Yuan.
"ah!"
She quickly dodged behind the wall, but was a step too slow, and a long cut was left on her soft, white, and slender arm.
"Hey, baby, you didn't dodge it?"
Raphael raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of interest.
He waved at Chen Yuan, with a vicious and crazy smile on his face, as if he was teasing a lowly pet.
Shen Yuan was in so much pain that he couldn't stand, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
She covered her injured arm, and the glaring blood flowed out from between her fingers, dripping drop by drop onto the dirty and smelly ground.
The dim basement was instantly filled with the rich scent of roses.
"Where did the roses come from? They smell so good..."
Philip sniffed, his expression intoxicated and obsessed.
"Beauty, your blood smells so good..."
He spoke in ecstasy, his voice filled with deep love and interest.
"I can't bear to kill you... Come here, give me a bite."
Shen Yuan's face was almost transparent, her petite body was shaking, and she was in so much pain that she could hardly breathe.
The sharp teeth bit the lower lip to a bright red color, like a ripe cherry, tempting to pick and bewitching the mind.
[Warning! This body's pain level exceeds the current tolerance level. Please be careful!]
Chen Yuan shook his extremely swollen and painful head, and his vision became barely clearer.
She retreated inch by inch, and Raphael pressed forward with a knife in his hand. The intoxicating fragrance spreading from his fingertips slowly penetrated into Shen Yuan's nose.
"Don't come over here..."
Chen Yuan cried out in fear, his voice unable to conceal his weakness, as if he would die if he said a few more words.
The dizziness surged up in her, almost swallowing up her sanity.
The scene in sight gradually became blurred until an enlarged and hideous face appeared before my eyes.
"Goodbye, little beauty!"
"Hmm..."
Chen Yuan whimpered in pain, and felt a cold, hard touch on her back.
"waste."
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