C49

The stage lights of the Undead Ghost Circus were bright, and the commoners who were watching the show entered the stage one after another. The place was bustling with noise and excitement. Behind the high level support, there was a winding, infinitely long, dark, secret passageway.

The secret passageway was densely packed, and the appearance of the rooms were exactly the same.

Suddenly, somewhere in the corridor, from a room with a large lock, came the sound of tiny iron chains — as if they had stepped into a bottomless abyss, a dank dark room, damp and dusty, and from time to time the sound of water droplets falling, one after another, seemed to be very faint, almost covered by the sound of the water droplets.

The silence was terrible.

In the depths of the room, the dark, hard stone wall was filled with rusty nails. They firmly nailed a long white hair that almost reached the ground, making it impossible to see the fish's face.

Seemingly unconscious, the mermaid did not move at all. Lowering its head, it allowed its snow-white hair to hang down, and its two pale and withered arms were lifted high into the air. The nail pierced through its wrist, causing bright red blood to flow all the way to its bare chest.

The two large translucent fish tails were also nailed in a circle around the walls.

Tick, Tick

Those were not water droplets, but rather drops of blood that rolled down the fish's tail to the ground.

The tail of the mermaid was full of ugly fissures, bite marks, and bite marks. The dark red flesh was turned over and exposed to the air. The wounds revealed the ghastly white bones.

The iron chain rose and fell with inaudible gasps, and from time to time, there would be the sound of shattering metal hitting metal.

Dong dong, dong dong

Suddenly, from far away in the darkness, there came a steady sound of kicking, one after another. It was the sound of boots knocking against the ground.

Windraiser was still playing dead?

The owner of the voice smiled and stopped in front of the mermaid. The man wore a tall top hat with a wide brim that almost covered half his face. He curled his lips, touched his chin, and narrowed his eyes leisurely, as if he were admiring a painting.

Baby, you're beautiful. He clicked his tongue in admiration and reached out his hand full of gold rings, tracing the tail of the blue fish all the way up to where the tail interacted with the waist.

In the belly of the mermaid, there was a triangle that was one level deeper than the other fish scales. If one didn't look carefully, it was impossible to see.

The man slowly removed the fish scales from that area. He spread out his fingers and fiercely pressed them into the fish's abdomen, quickly moving them while whispering into the mermaid's ear, 'It's not a waste for me to teach you for so long, but those big lords are full of praise for your sensibility.'

The man laughed out loud as he continued to play with the part covered by the dark blue fish scales, performing well. The guests today could not be negligent, as they had paid ten times more than the others to name you … Windraiser, you have to serve this potential customer well, or —

The mermaid cried out miserably as she opened her eyes in pain. She bared her teeth at the man's face and struggled to let out a roar. His white hair was unbound, his pupils were blind, his eyes were as black as ink, and fangs could be seen from the corners of his lips. Scarlet veined patterns instantly covered his entire body.

The man raised the dark blue scales of the fish in his hand with a smile that wasn't a smile. He stared at the furious mermaid with a cold gaze. "Little bastard, you dare to act dumb when I speak to you?" I think you don't want to live anymore!

He raised his hand to pinch the mermaid's chin and mocked, "You still dare to throw my face?" Next time, get someone to pull out your teeth!

The mermaid glared furiously at the man and struggled desperately against the wall. The man raised his hand and slapped him with such force that the mermaid spat out a large pool of blood on the spot.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the ground was stained with dirt.

Tsk. The man took out a small piece of silk and wiped his bloody fingers.

He didn't even spare a glance at the mermaid before he turned around and left, leaving behind a sentence that was as cold as the wind.

Don't forget, I still have your sister.

If you dare to die, all the guests that you cannot accept will be taken on by your sister.

The mermaid on the wall tilted her neck, her cheeks swollen from the slap. She seemed to be mumbling something, but in the end, she caught her breath and fainted.

"Sis …" Come and save... "Me."

"No, no!" Sister, don't save me! "

"Sis …" Don't come save me... Even if it's just you alone... It's enough for you to be by yourself. Go home, go home … "Go home!"

Fu Feng's entire body was in a daze. His entire body was powerless as it moved up and down at the edge of the dreamland and reality. Suddenly, he faintly felt a moist sensation on his cheek. He couldn't help but frown … He felt unwell and struggled desperately. He forced himself to use all his strength to open his eyes …

In his line of sight, a naked man with a belly that was filled with layers of fat was lying on top of him with a flushed face, holding his face and licking his lips.

Fu Feng was startled and instantly became wide awake. He forcefully pulled out his arm that was pressed under him and pushed at the man who was breathing rapidly. An angry roar came from the depths of his throat. Get lost!

The man, who seemed to have been drugged with aphrodisiac, was in a daze. His body was red and frighteningly hot. He grinned foolishly, stammering and drooling close to Fu Feng's face. He asked in a slurred voice, "Where is he …?" Your place...

In the end … "Ugh …" Where …? Mermaid, where... Where...

Windraiser tried his best to use his arms to prop himself up, but the man grabbed hold of his fishtail and pulled him back down onto the bed. The man's greasy hands were already on his lower abdomen, and Windraiser was still struggling desperately … However, the disparity in strength was too great. The lack of water in this environment made every time he resisted, he would suffer a tearing pain.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a loud impact sound, like a firework mixed with gunfire, rumbled and exploded in the small room. Fu Feng looked dazedly at the man's disgusting pig like head spinning. He didn't even make a sound before falling limply to the ground.

A small girl dressed in green, with a ponytail and healthy wheat colored skin, was standing in front of him, staring at him with a perplexed look on her face.

I just knocked on the sheath with my sword and I died? Broom head, this bastard is too easy to deal with, isn't he?! The girl turned her head as if she was talking to someone behind her. She didn't forget to put down her arm and carefully put away the sword sheath.

Fu Feng was also stunned. With his mouth half open, he followed the young girl's dazed gaze. A bamboo green broom was rapidly turning and rushing in through the door.

I say, grandaunt, a sword is meant for you to use! Not drumming! Do you understand the word 'no chance of survival'? You knocked him out. What if this guy wakes up before we get there?

Windraiser's eyes were wide open, he was dumbstruck. The broom had actually spoken! She was still quarrelling with the little girl!

What was there to be afraid of? Knock him out after he wakes up! The azure-dressed girl was sharp-tongued as she crossed her waist in a huff. She quickly choked back the broom. Besides, I don't want any of this big fat pig's blood! Disgusting to death …

The broom tip was hurting from her argument. Fine, fine, whatever you want! I was just leading the way, and the one who boasted to promise Fu Yao to bring him back was not me! Tsk, what the heck am I doing …

Windraiser lost control of himself and blurted out, "Sister?!" Are you talking about my sister Fu Yao?! How is my sister!

The young girl and the broom simultaneously turned around. The broom suddenly flew towards Fu Feng, who was slumped on the bed, and stopped in midair. With a crisp smack, it leaned forward 30 degrees, and a muffled sound came from the broom.

Look at my memory! He almost forgot to introduce himself.

Are you the Windraiser? I am a broom, she is a salted fish, and a kitten called Sesame Ball. The three of us were entrusted by your sister to save you.

Just as he finished speaking, a pitch black kitten brushed away the young girl's hair and stood on her shoulder. It tilted its head as it meowed towards the mermaid.