Xiangyang Jinyiwei learned that Quantian Dharma King Leng Wufeng had been arrested. After confirming that the information was correct, he immediately sent people eight hundred miles away to rush to convey the news back to the capital.
After Bai Shaoxie learned the news, he rushed to Xiangyang Mansion. Before leaving, the emperor told him that if he had the chance to bring the eighth prince back to power, since force and coercion were not advisable, he could only do it wisely.
"Isn't this kid determined to pursue martial arts? As long as he comes back, I promise that he can view the royal treasures at will."
Three days later, Bai Shaoxie rushed to Xiangyang Mansion. The Jinyi Guards of Xiangyang Mansion felt like they were facing a formidable enemy. Because Leng Wufeng's interrogation did not go well, Qianhu He Zhen was very angry about this.
Unexpectedly, this time he met a die-hard man. No matter how tortured he was, Leng Wufeng never spoke, leaving the interrogators helpless.
All the punishments that should be used have been used. After Jin Yiwei's long-term exploration, they have long known the maximum punishment limit for criminals. If they do not care about the life and death of the prisoner, they can still be punished. However, the identity of the prisoner is very important. If they die in prison, then they will definitely
I couldn’t eat and walked around.
After He Zhen reported the progress of the case, he said tremblingly: "Sir, this is the specific situation. The thief refused to open his mouth until he died, and the subordinate is incompetent. Please be punished!"
The reason why Leng Wufeng refused to speak was not because of how loyal he was to the Demon Cult. In fact, it was because his wife and children lived in the main altar. If he told the information, once the news was returned to the main altar, then
His wife and children will never see the sun the next day.
Bai Shaoxie had a gloomy look on his face. He knew very well what qualities the members of the Demon Cult had. This was the first time he had encountered such die-hard elements. It could also be that the levels of those people before were not high enough. If the higher-ups of the Demon Cult were all like this.
If you are a die-hard member, then you don’t need to be merciful in future attacks.
Bai Shaoxie had some impressions of Leng Wufeng. He cut off one of his arms a few years ago, and for this he lost an undercover man who had been infiltrating the Demon Sect for many years.
As time went by, I didn't expect that this person would eventually fall into the hands of the Eighth Prince. It was truly a cycle of cause and effect.
"Take me to see it!"
There was neither joy nor sadness on Bai Shaoxie's face. He Zhen couldn't guess what Shangguan was thinking, but he still respectfully led Bai Shaoxie to the Jinyi Guard Prison.
Leng Wufeng fell into a coma due to excessive torture at this time. When the Jinyiwei interrogation personnel saw the commander coming, they quickly poured a basin of cold water on him.
"Cough...cough..."
Leng Wufeng's body was covered in blood and flesh, his face was swollen, and he raised his eyelids with difficulty. There were so many people in the dark cell that he couldn't see the figure of the person coming. However, he saw the leader wearing a big cloak and wearing something like a flying fish suit.
Moreover, all the guards in the cell were standing behind this person with their heads bowed. They immediately guessed the identity of the person who came, and twitched the corners of their mouths and whispered.
"I didn't expect that the Blood-killing Divine Sword would be disturbed. Haha, I still remember that sword strike a few years ago."
"Be bold!"
He Zhen couldn't help but screamed when he saw Leng Wufeng's frivolous tone. Bai Shaoxie didn't take it seriously and waved his hand to stop He Zhen from going any further.
He took out a porcelain bottle and an oil paper bag from his arms and threw them to He Zhen.
"Give him the pills in the porcelain bottle to take internally, and the medicine in the oil paper bag to apply externally."
He Zhen then gently opened the stopper of the porcelain bottle. A smell of medicinal fragrance came to her face. She recognized the pills in the porcelain bottle and took a breath.
"hiss!"
Nine Return Pills!
The secret healing medicine of the Great Neighborhood is extremely difficult to refine. The nine-flavored main medicine is extremely precious. Even the thirty-six auxiliary medicines are rare. He Zhen’s merit points accumulated over decades of hard work may not be exchanged for just one pill.
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As long as there is still breath left, taking this medicine will definitely save your life. In He Zhen's eyes, using Jiuhuan Dan on this person is a complete waste of resources.
'That's all, the commander has his own agenda, why should I worry so blindly?'
After He Zhen gave Leng Wufeng the Nine Return Pills to take, he glanced at the oiled paper bag in his hand, thinking that it must also be a great medicine for wounds.
The pill entered his mouth and melted immediately. A warm current rose from his lower abdomen, moisturizing the meridians in his body. Leng Wufeng suddenly felt that the wound was tender and itchy, as if there were countless small insects crawling there.
Being here, the other party would never treat his injuries for no reason. Moreover, based on his reaction just now, the pills he had taken before were not simple. The effect of the medicine was comparable to that of the Demon Sect's holy healing medicine Butian Pills.
Leng Wufeng was frightened when he saw He Zhen holding a pack of medicine and preparing to apply it on him. He couldn't think of what to do for a moment. The other party had paid such a high price to treat him. What if he waited for the injury to heal slightly?
Aren't we going to have another violent torture?
Jin Yiwei's torture was not useless at all. Leng Wufeng was at the end of his strength. If the other party hadn't seen that he was about to die, how would he have been given a chance to breathe. If it were to happen again, Leng Wufeng would definitely not be able to bear it at his own expense.
, Leng Wufeng couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the torture methods he had experienced previously.
An hour later, Leng Wufeng basically recovered. Bai Shaoxie had no intention of asking him anything. He waved his hand and ordered the torture to begin directly.
Leng Wufeng just wanted to cry without tears, and his heart was roaring like crazy.
"You asked! How did you know I didn't tell you if you didn't ask?"
After experiencing a brutal and inhumane torture, Leng Wufeng once again returned to the look of a dead dog, already on the verge of death.
At this time, Bai Shaoxie said coldly: "Treat him!"
Leng Wufeng trembled when he heard this, and said weakly: "I...I...can do anything."
He Zhen paused slightly and looked at Bai Shaoxie, but Bai Shaoxie didn't believe what Leng Wufeng said at all and glared at He Zhen.
"continue!"
Just like this, it went back and forth several times. Leng Wufeng was really going crazy. He was on the verge of death again and again and was rescued again and again. After recovering a little from his injuries, he was tortured again. He really wanted to pass out directly, but Bai Shaoxie
He was constantly being fed the true energy through the air. This true energy was extremely vicious and could keep him awake all the time. It also had the effect of amplifying pain.
Leng Wufeng begged for mercy several times, but Bai Shaoxie remained unmoved. Just when he was about to collapse, Bai Shaoxie spoke.
"Say it!"
To Leng Wufeng, these two short words were like sounds of nature, like a life-saving straw. Leng Wufeng was afraid that the other party would regret it, so he poured out all the secrets he knew like beans in a bamboo tube.
After hearing this, Bai Shaoxie did not give up the interrogation. Instead, he broke up what Leng Wufeng had just said and asked him again several times. He did not let Leng Wufeng go until he confirmed that the information was correct.
'I hope the church has made arrangements to reduce the losses. Alas, I don't know if Madam and Ning'er can escape this disaster.'
After Jinyiwei and his party left the cell, Leng Wufeng couldn't help but fell into a deep sleep from exhaustion. In his sleep, he dreamed that his wife and children were tortured because he leaked information. The punishment he received was exactly the same as what he had suffered here. In his dream,
He couldn't move, like a ghost. No matter how he screamed, no one could hear him. He watched his wife and children being tortured. At the moment when his wife and children died, Leng Wufeng suddenly woke up.