An Meng asked Yun Xi: "Can you stop Bihua?"
"I do want to, but my cultivation isn't as good as hers to begin with," Yun Xi said with a wry smile. "She seriously injured me back then, and I've been healing all these years, lurking in this world, and I've consumed a lot of spiritual energy..."
"Then how—"
With a creak, a beam of light leaked in through the open door.
Yunxi disappeared without a trace in an instant.
An Meng: “…”
Huo Minxuan walked in, raised his hand and pressed the switch on the wall, and the entire basement suddenly became bright.
An Meng's eyes, which had been in dim light for a while, were stinging from the light, so she squinted subconsciously.
Huo Minxuan chuckled, walked closer to her, squatted down and looked her in the eye: "How do you feel?"
"...It's okay," An Meng curled her lips, "What do you want to do by bringing me here?"
"I told you that you will pay the price." Huo Minxuan's voice was low and deep, and the echoes bouncing back from all directions could be faintly heard.
After getting used to the light, An Meng began to observe her surroundings quietly. She was surprised to find that this basement was not small and there was not much clutter.
In the yellow light, she seemed to be able to see dark red spots on the wall.
What's that? Blood?
As if he had guessed what she was thinking at the moment, Huo Minxuan stood up and looked at the wall behind An Meng with a smile.
“…”
An Meng struggled to turn her head to look, but suddenly froze in place!
On the wall behind her, a display case was suspended in the air. Looking through the transparent glass door, one could see a dense display of various knives, whips, ropes...
There were many that she couldn't even name, but she knew at a glance that they were toys used to torture people.
Oh my god!
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