The young man who was arrested in the interrogation room after killing Meng Gong only felt like he had entered a room surrounded by countless strange tools, and he was tied to a stranger torture instrument.

"Tell me, I'm very busy, I hope we can finish things quickly."

An old man who was like a twilight person, lacking half of his teeth and half of his hair. The only small strand of hair drilled out from the sideburns, and the old man carefully covered the first half of his forehead.

However, looking at the height of the young man being tied, you can easily see the last few sparse hairs left on the old man's already slim head, and try hard to grow on it.

"What do you want me to say?" said the young man in a calm voice. "I have said everything I should say on the way here."

The young man felt that just as he finished saying this, the old man suddenly showed a lightning like lightning in his eyes, which felt like a hungry wolf saw food.

The old man slowly plated it in front of the table and slowly recited "Yang Qing, sixteen years old, from Xiatianshui Village, both parents died, and he was dependent on his sister for life."

When the old man thought of his sister, Yang Qing closed his eyes in pain.

The old man sighed, walked to Yang Qing, showed his missing teeth and continued to interrogate, "Tell me, who are you from the Black Hand organization?"

"What?" Yang Qing felt that he had heard the wrong ear, but when he heard the name, he didn't look like a good person, so he frowned and said, "What kind of black hand organization? I've never heard of it."

The old man sneered and said, "As an immortal cultivator, don't tell me that you have picked up this method of cultivation on the road. Don't worry, we have put the Immortal Binding Siege on you, and no matter how strong you have, you can't use it."

Yang Qing shouted loudly, "Don't swear by others. My cultivation was taught by Yi Ren, not a bad guy."

The old man was not in a hurry, but said quietly, "I'm really hard-mouthed, but it doesn't matter. So many people who are stubborn are doing it in the end."

After saying that, he gently pulled a wrench on the side. With a "click", Yang Qing felt that his healthy fingers were quickly twisting and turning into a pile of soft and rotten meat.

A housekeeper was standing outside the interrogation room, staring at the old man through the tight fences and punishing Yang Qing. The silent eyes seemed to have a devouring light.

He took out a bulging purse and handed it to the hand of a person who looked like an official next to him, saying respectfully, "I will trouble you to be fair to you in everything!"

The man took the purse and weighed it. He felt extremely heavy. He took it with satisfaction and sighed pretendingly.

"We have also heard about your master's affairs. Don't worry, the superiors have also greeted him. I will definitely keep him in one breath and will not make him die so quickly."

The housekeeper stared at the young man who was being tortured fiercely and said to the end, "My wife said that she would send a funeral to the master in the next two days. After this matter, I will come to thank all the sirs in person."

The official heard that he still had money to take it, and he couldn't help but nodded with a smile and said, "Your wife is intent, please express my condolences to your master on my behalf."

The old man broke Yang Qing's two fingers, as if he had done something insignificant.

He listened to Yang Qing's screams with a sneer, opened his mouth again, stuffed a pill in, and said, "Don't blame me, since you are in, I'm afraid you are determined to die."

"It's a pity, I'll let you know very quickly that sometimes, living is harder than dying."

After saying that, he pulled it gently again, and the exquisite torture instrument clicked again.

Yang Qing felt that blood was flowing down his forehead, and instantly dyed half of his face. It turned out to be a scalp on his head, and was pulled down by the old man.

"ah!"

Yang Qing screamed again, and the sound was so shrill that it could be clearly heard even outside the torture room.

The next morning, Qian Yunsheng sat in an elegant room of a tall building, looking at the city below that was gradually regaining vitality.

Agu said in his soul, "I don't know how much they will believe in your news this time."

This is a elegant room specially selected by Qian Yunsheng, which can overlook most of the West City.

He was not in a hurry and said slowly, "I hope they don't pay too much attention, so that they might make a bigger mess."

As he was speaking, a red cloud flew past the sky, and a great monk showed his head and descended from the red clouds.

Qian Yunsheng looked at the monk and shook his head and said, "I just sent a monk here. I still lost my natal magic weapon. It seems that they attach equal importance to this matter."

Agu smiled and said, "Didn't you say that the less they pay attention to us, the safer they are? But this monk came so early, I wonder if he would find out any clues."

I was busy for most of the night last night, so Qian Yunsheng yawned with no interest and said, "That place is a filthy place. It's not easy to find out what it takes in such a short time. Let's take a look at the methods of Leiyin Temple."

Agu also became expectant and said happily, "I can't wait to see. Those monks were disgusting as if they were eating a piece of fly."

Qian Yunsheng also smiled, and then said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect that there were really immortal cultivators in prison. These mortals are so brave. With a little power, they even dare to make trouble for the immortal cultivators. You must know that these should be a serious criminal who was specifically detained in the Heavenly Prison."

Agu also said surprisingly, "Yes, they are really brave enough to dare to commit favoritism and fraud to this extent. They are probably numb. They only know how to collect money, and have forgotten the strength of the immortal cultivator."

Qian Yunsheng nodded and said, "This will surprise them even more!"

At night, Yang Qing, who had no good meat on her body, was thrown back into the cell.

He was still shackled with the set of immortal binding locks that restricted his spiritual energy, leaving his dantian empty and unable to gather a trace of spiritual energy at all. So much so that he is like a mortal now, and has no way to use spiritual energy to relieve the pain on his body.

There was a drop of spiritual medicine in the dantian. Just when he was about to faint from pain, a spiritual energy would be transmitted from the spiritual medicine at the right time, stimulating him to wake up again, making him unable to even want to faint.

"Um"

After shouting for a day, he had no strength left, and he could only hum in a constant state of humming because he couldn't help but feel such pain.

"Ha, young man, who have you offended?" An elderly man's voice came from a cell next to him.

He said, "It's the first time I've seen someone like you who's been beaten so badly."

"Look at your arms, your legs, and your chest are completely broken, and the flesh on your chest is so rotten that I don't want you to go out alive!"

Yang Qing groaned a few more times, gasped and said, "I was a death sentence, and I didn't even think I could go out."

"Hey, don't you know? It depends on your body, it's the Immortal Boundary Screw, which means you are at least an immortal master."

"There is a regulation in the middle of the country that as long as it is an immortal master, it cannot be killed easily. And if you are willing to serve the country for a certain period of time, you can compensate for the crime." Soon the old man shook his head and said,

"As a matter of saying that you should be transferred to the heavenly prison where you cultivators are specifically detained, not here. It seems that they want to treat you as an ordinary prisoner, and not report your cultivator's identity."

Yang Qing groaned again and asked, "Brother-in-law, are you saying that even if I commit a death sentence, I can still be punished?"

The old voice said, "It's OK, but I have never seen anyone beaten so badly like you. I can't tell you about your situation."

Yang Qing groaned again and fell silent.
Chapter completed!