This elf is so insane

When Guyu passed out from pain, she was splashed with cold water and woke up. When she woke up, she was whipped one after another. There was no intact skin left on her body, and she had no strength to shout anymore.

The recovery ability of elves is stronger than that of humans, so Guyu recovers faster and gets injured faster.

If it weren't for Ye Anjing's poor physical strength and the fact that no one other than him was allowed to torture Gu Yu, I'm afraid Gu Yu would have been beaten into a pile of rotten flesh by now.

"Ha ha……"

Ye Anjing, who was wiping her hands, heard Gu Yu smile sadly, and was stunned for a moment, then turned around and asked her, "Why are you laughing?"

"I didn't expect Jing Shizi, who is usually weak and gentle, to be so explosive. I really underestimated him."

"If you don't tell me the whereabouts of the fragment, I will let you know what a pair of lotus-rooted arms means as a pillow for thousands of people!" After Ye Anjing finished speaking, he dropped the handkerchief and left this dark and damp corner.

Guyu was beaten for a long time, and now the wound is slowly recovering. His whole body is itching and uncomfortable, and he can't scratch it. He can't move, so he has to let himself be removed from the wooden cross and then locked by four chains. Hanging on the cold wall with all four limbs.

The wound was already uncomfortable, and it would hang on the cold wall sprinkled with salt water. Gu Yu just felt like dying.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is to live and suffer.

Is it worth it for such an inexplicable fragment?

If it were normal, Gu Yu would definitely feel that this was not worth it.

But this fragment was bought by the Kong Yu clan with their lives, and was now given to the hope of her entire clan. Since she had promised them and decided to collect the fragments of the world, she could not just give in.

There are still many days to come. The life span of elves is much longer than that of humans. She wants to see whether she will be beaten to death first or Ye Anjing will die of old age first!

At this moment, Hai was still lying in the cold stone room. He had woken up and was being nourished by Guyu's fairy seeds. He couldn't move and couldn't see anything.

But the bond between Gu Yu and him was still there, and he could feel that the bond was getting stronger and stronger. Gu Yu must have suffered and was waiting for him to rescue him!

He was willing to risk his own life for Guyu. Although he was deep in the enemy camp, he still needed to think carefully and not harm Guyu because of his impulsiveness.

Haixin thought, and with a cruel heart, he opened the wound with a knife and pulled out the broken arrow inside.

He felt that his teeth were about to bleed from being bitten, and the pain of the tearing wound made him want to give up taking out the arrowhead.

But when he thought of Guyu suffering, how could this little pain compare to his heartache?

Breaking out in a cold sweat, Hai almost fainted from the pain, but he still held tightly the dagger Gu Yu left for him in his hand.

"Gu Yu, wait for me."

Haixin thought, closing his eyes again and resting peacefully.

Just as he closed his eyes, a sound of voices in the distance woke Hai up.

Rebel A: "How much do you think you can get for selling the fur of that beast? The fur is so rough and hard, it's not a big hassle to carry it around."

Rebel B: "Our master, it is difficult to protect himself now. We are only at the end of the war. When we go out, he may not even be able to feed himself. It is better to prepare for a rainy day and take whatever you have."

Rebel A: "Who says it's not the case? There are less than a hundred people left in the entire arsenal. How can we withstand the search troops outside?"

Rebel B: "I just hope that the fragments of the scroll that the master mentioned really have that effect, otherwise I will have no choice but to wait for death."

After the two of them finished speaking, they walked into the stone room where Hai lay.

However, they only felt that there was some air leakage in their necks, and then their eyes went dark and they lost consciousness. The candles in their hands fell to the ground and were extinguished by the wet ground.

Before they fell to the ground, the last ray of firelight saw a pair of eyes as dark purple as the night sky, quiet but cold.