Ye Xiong opened his eyes, stood up suddenly, turned into a stream of light, and flew towards the Jiange dormitory.
"Ah Xiong, don't be impulsive." Seeing his reaction, You Ming shouted bad and hurriedly followed him.
Almost instantly, Ye Xiong arrived at the door of the dormitory, where two disciples were guarding him.
The Jiange dormitory is the place where disciples usually rest, and there are disciples who guard it all year round.
"Stop, which pavilion are you disciples from? What are you doing here?" one of the disciples asked.
Ye Xiong clapped his palms together, and struck out with overwhelming power.
Before the two disciples could react, they were shot dozens of meters away. When they fell, they had already fainted.
Ye Xiong turned into a stream of light again, came to the door of Jian Wuhen's room, and kicked the door open.
boom!
The entire door was kicked in, hit the wall, and was completely destroyed inside.
"Bold, who dares to act wild in my room?"
Jian Wuhen came over from the basement and was furious.
Ye Xiong swayed and came to Jian Wuhen. He grabbed him with one hand and lifted him up.
Not to mention that Jian Wuhen's current strength has been greatly reduced. Even if he had not fallen, he was still no match for him.
Bang bang bang!
Ye Xiong started working from side to side, slapping him hard on the face several times and breaking several of his front teeth.
Jian Wuhen was directly blindsided. The opponent was too fast and he didn't have time to react.
"Leave him to me and go in quickly to find Ruan Meigui." You Ming said.
From Ye Xiong's attitude, she could guess that Ruan Meigui's situation was not optimistic. Otherwise, Ye Xiong would not be so angry.
"Are you not dead yet?" Jian Wuhen heard You Ming's voice and immediately recognized the two of them, his face suddenly changed.
"Watch her, don't kill her, I'll still have to settle the score with him."
After Ye Xiong finished speaking, he threw Jian Wuhen to the ground, hitting his head with stars, and then rushed into the basement.
Although he had already seen the situation here from his spiritual consciousness, Ye Xiong still felt heartbroken when he actually saw it.
Ruan Meigui was locked in an iron cage, her hands and feet were tied, her body was pressed against the cage, and her body was covered in blood.
Her hair was stuck to her face, and wet traces of water fell on her hair and onto her body, melting the blood stains on her clothes, making her look like a bloody person.
Almost instantly, Ye Xiong burst into tears.
How long must she have been tortured like this?
It's all his own fault. If he hadn't left her alone, she wouldn't have suffered so much.
The last time she was hung on the execution platform for seven days, dying, it was because of herself; this time, she was tortured like this because of herself. If she hadn't had a grudge against Jian Wuhen, she wouldn't have been tortured like this.
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Ye Xiong drew out his blood-drinking sword, cut off the iron chains of the iron cage with a bang, and walked in.
Tweet, Tweet, Tweet!
Four rays of sword light accurately landed on the iron chains on her hands and feet, opening the iron chains.
Ruan Meigui's body was supported by the iron chain. At this moment, the iron chain was cut off and she immediately fell to the ground.
Ye Xiong quickly hugged her. The moment he took her into his arms, she struggled desperately: "Let me go...don't touch me."
"Rose, it's me, it's me..." Ye Xiong said quickly.
Hearing this familiar voice, Ruan Meigui raised her head in disbelief, looked at the familiar face in front of her, her eyes immediately started to water, and she said excitedly: "You are not dead, am I not dreaming?"
"You read that right, I'm not dead, I'm still alive and well." Ye Xiong held her tightly and said excitedly, "I'm sorry for making you feel wronged."
"I'm fine. My skin and flesh are injured. My body is clean. He hasn't touched me..."
As if she was afraid that this man would dislike her, she kept explaining: "I was seriously injured and bled a lot. He disliked me and never touched me..."
"Okay, I understand everything. Stop talking and have a good rest." Ye Xiong turned his back to her and said softly, "Come on, I'll carry you."
Ruan Meigui leaned on her back, and Ye Xiong carried her on his back and walked out of the basement.
It was the first time for her to be so close to this man, and she suddenly felt that all the pain she had suffered before was insignificant compared to this moment.
She even felt that if she could lean on his back for a while, it would be worth it even if she died.
Before she knew it, she fell asleep.
Walking out of the basement, Youming stepped on Jian Wuhen's chest with his foot and pointed his sword at his neck.
Although Ruan Meigui had long been guessed that Ruan Meigui might be injured and tortured, seeing her dying and leaning on Ye Xiong's back made You Ming feel sad for no reason.
"Beast, if I don't kill you, it's unacceptable." You Ming raised his sword and was about to stab him.
"Netherworld, don't kill her."
Ye Xiong quickly stopped him, he didn't want him to die so easily.
He immediately walked over, supported Ruan Meigui and put it in her arms: "Please take care of Meigui."
You Ming saw the raging fire burning in his eyes, and immediately took You Ming over.
"Jiang Nan, what do you want to do? I'm telling you, if you dare to touch me, my father will never let you go." Jian Wuhen turned pale in shock.
"Don't you like to torture people? I will let you taste the feeling of being tortured now." Ye Xiong's face was gloomy.
brush!
A flash of sword light flashed, and Jian Wuhen's little finger was cut off.
The fingers were connected to the heart, and when the fingers were cut off, Jian Wuhen screamed in agony.
"It's just the beginning, can't you bear it so quickly?"
Ye Xiong snorted coldly, stepped on his chest, and sword lights flashed through.
One stick, two sticks, three sticks, four sticks, five sticks.
In a matter of moments, all five fingers were cut off, becoming bare and bloody.
"It's your right hand's turn!"
Chirp.
Another sword light flashed, and all five fingers on his right hand were cut off.
The tragic sound echoed throughout the room and spread far away.
Youming looked at Ye Xiong's devilish face and was frightened by his methods. She had never seen such a cruel side of him before.
Whoa whoosh!
Like a tide outside, many disciples were attracted by Jian Wuhen's screams, and they all gathered around.
"Help, help, please help me!" Jian Wuhen burst into tears and sobbed.
"Who are you? Release our senior brother now."
"Do you know who he is? Do you torture him like this and don't want to live anymore?"
"Let him go quickly."
More than a dozen swords were pointed at him and he started shouting.
"roll!"
Ye Xiong opened his mouth wide and shouted loudly.
A sound like thunder sounded, and the sound turned into a powerful gust of wind, and the momentum was suppressed.
More than a dozen disciples were all blown away by his roar, which was filled with energy fluctuations, and flew backwards out of the courtyard, screaming in agony.
"No one can save him today. Anyone who dares to save him will have trouble with me."
The blood-drinking sword in Ye Xiong's hand drew a beautiful single line and was accurately inserted into Jian Wuhen's thigh.