The man who took the goddess in another world is strong

Chapter 155 The Sword Has No Eyes

I saw that Ashaya fell on the ground weakly and panted heavily. Although the severe pain had disappeared, the short-term aftereffect was to remind the subject to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages due to the body's self-protection. And what appears, this is an instinctive behavior of the body, and it is necessary most of the time.

"Not bad, very good. I didn't expect you to survive it. It's really beyond my expectation."

"Ashaya, I can't even wait until the evening, come and give me a taste now."

As Poot spoke, he was about to step forward and grab the fallen Ashaya.

Facing the claws that were about to reach out, Ashaya struggled to sit up from the ground, then hugged her calf tightly with her slender arms, completely curled up, her face was pale, and her eyes were full of horror, begging again: "Master Poot, please spare me."

This time, Poot suddenly stopped, and said with a grin: "I can let you go, but you must do one thing for me."

"As long as you finish this matter, I'll let you go, how about it?"

"What...what's the matter?"

"Ashaya, let me ask you, how is Luana's relationship with you?"

"Her Highness Luanna is very kind to me, she is a very good person, I like Her Highness Luanna very much."

"Then does she trust you? Has she rejected you in the past few days?"

Ashaya hesitated for a moment. At this moment, she felt an indescribable anxiety and fear in her heart. She didn't know why Poot asked these questions, especially all these questions revolved around Luana.

So, she was silent, she didn't want to answer, but the situation at this time couldn't help her.

I saw Poot's cold and heartless eyes looking at the fragile Ashaya who fell on the ground without pity.

The next moment, on Ashaya's chest, the burning pain that had subsided began to reappear slowly. After a while, beads of sweat appeared on Ashaya's bluish-faced forehead again. His lips were bitten dark purple and black, and his clothes were completely wet with cold sweat...

However, this time, because the pattern behind her did not appear for some reason, Ashaya was enduring unbearable pain relying entirely on her own willpower and thin body.

The severe pain made Asaya's pupils red and her eyelids already moist, but this was an instinctive self-protection reaction of the body.

It's just that at this moment, Ashaya didn't cry, didn't let any teardrop fall from her eyes, and didn't let out any painful groans...

"Ashaya, why bother, I just asked you to understand the situation, but why are you so disobedient and insist on me doing something to you?"

Immediately afterwards, Poot pinched Ashaya's slender chin from bottom to top with his right hand, and then lifted her up from the ground, "Tsk tsk tsk, interesting, interesting, why didn't I realize before that you are so What an interesting woman."

"However, it's not too late to find out now. You are really lucky. You know, to be favored by me is something that many women can only dream of."

After finishing speaking, Poot's head started to lean towards Ashaya's face. Ashaya, who was already a little weak, was struggling to escape and avoid. The expression of despair and pain on her face seemed to be Very disgusted and disgusted by Poot's approach.

In the next moment, in order to resist Poot's approach, Ashaya even began to fight against the slavish magweave on her chest recklessly, as if she wanted to end her own life by triggering the ultimate punishment of the slavish magweave.

Just when he was about to touch Ashaya, Poot sensed that she was trying to commit suicide, so he threw her back to the ground angrily, "Damn me, I didn't expect you would choose to die instead of Serve me!"

Ignoring Poot's scolding, Ashaya resisted the stabbing pain in her body, got up from the ground with difficulty, then hugged her arms tightly, and moved back helplessly. At the same time, her whole body was terrified. Trembling.

"Want to die? Do you think it's that easy!"

"The control of the slave pattern on your chest is in the hands of every core member of our Lubala family."

Immediately afterwards, Poot took a step forward, looked down at Ashaya who was slumped on the ground with eyes full of viciousness, and threatened at the same time: "Believe it or not, as long as I move a little, I can You can't live, let alone die!"

In order to avoid Poot's fierce gaze, Ashaya buried her head deeply under her arms, no longer begged, nor continued to cry, curled up like a wounded animal, bewildered.

At this moment, in Ashaya's heart, she longed for someone to save her. Although Ashaya knew very well in her heart that if anyone could save her at this time, perhaps only Luana who was also in deep prison, but she But she didn't want Luanna to make any compromises to Poot and the others because of her reasons.

Because of this, the kind-hearted Asaya would rather endure the severe pain than suppress the urge to scream.

Just when Ashaya was so desperate that she could hardly breathe, a person's name suddenly appeared in her mind.

Although she has never seen this person before, for some reason, when she thinks of him who has never met, Ashaya feels a little more peace and courage in her heart, and these seem to come from the depths of her soul. It feels like a natural.

The next moment, Ashaya's exquisite mouth moved slightly, and with a voice that only she could hear clearly, she softly called out, "Ye...Yeying..."

...

Yanglian Empire, inside the Goliath Lord's Castle

Yeying with blond hair and silver mask and Isa wearing a veil and purple clothes stood in front of Duke Rondosi, the lord of Goliath.

Around, dozens of elite magicians and magic warriors who were responsible for protecting Rondosi all collapsed to the ground in pain, their eyes were full of fear and shock as they had just survived from the brink of death in the last moment.

Yeying glanced at the wailing guys on the ground, and said impatiently, "It's so noisy."

As soon as the words fell, the guys on the ground immediately covered their mouths with their hands, and bit their fingers. Anyway, they tried everything possible to control them from shouting, although the pain on their bodies was about to kill them. The old life, but the life that was saved with great difficulty just now, they don't want to seek death again.

With sunken eye sockets and black eye circles, the skinny Rondosi said with weakness all over his body: "You... who are you?"

"Do you know that there are 10 people in Goliath... Ma..."

Before he finished speaking, Yeying's knife was already on Rondosi's neck. "My knife doesn't know 10 horses. It just wants to know what's in your head."

The cold blade was close to the blood-rushing artery on Rondosi's neck, and Rondosi, who was drenched in cold sweat, kicked his legs straight, "Don't...don't stop, good man, hero, if you have something to say, just say it. Speak well if you have something to say, beware that the sword has no eyes."

Yeying sneered, "Since you want to have something to say, you know what you should tell me."

Rondo said stupidly in a suit: "I said... what?"

At this time, Yeying's knife was slightly deflected, and blood immediately began to flow from Long Duosi's neck and dripped on the ground.

There was no pain, but Rondosi could feel the warm liquid flowing on his neck, so he knelt down on the ground in an instant, and cried bitterly, begging for mercy: "Hero, hero, spare me, I really don't know What do you want?"

"Help me, save me, I'm dying, I don't want to die..."

Yeying said indifferently, "Do you want to talk properly now?"

"Think, ah no...don't want to, don't want to..."

Rondosi, who didn't understand what Yeying's words meant, said incoherently

Yeying said coldly: "If you don't want to talk properly, then you don't want to talk anymore, right?"

"I said, I said, whatever you want to know, I'll tell you, save me quickly, if this continues, I'm really going to die."

Rondosi knelt on the ground with both feet, and put his hands on the ground, saying in horror

(End of this chapter)