When Zi Xieqing returned to her room, she remembered that she had not told Chu Yang about today's battle with the Second Master Fengyue.
I thought to myself, it doesn't matter if we talk about it tomorrow, this guy might not care.
But..., Fengyue's double-hearted magic skill, she wants to have a child...,
Haha, Chu Yang, this can be considered a gift I left for you. I hope you can grasp it well.
Before dawn, a white shadow shot out from Zi Xie's love room and disappeared into the sky in a flash.
Chu Yang, who was meditating, clearly heard a sentence in his ears: "I'm going to take a look at the first step first." The voice was as weak as a gossamer.
Chu Yang opened his eyes, with a slight smile on his lips.
Then he frowned slightly and thought to himself: This matter... it would be better if Wu Qingrou knew about it because it is in the interests of the fifth family.
Fifth Qingrou will naturally plan accordingly.
Thinking of this, Chu Yang felt a little regretful. He shouldn't have killed Wu Qingyun with a borrowed knife so early. But now it's better, there's no one to send the message...
Chu Yang frowned and thought hard; how could he let this matter reach Wu Qingrou's ears?
The white shadow was like the wind, spinning around in the sky above Tianji City in an instant, falling down with a swipe, shaking its hand, knocking over a window, and a white light shot in like lightning!
In the room, Ye Shifeng and Ye Shiyu were waiting anxiously.
"Why haven't you come back? Could something have happened?"
As soon as Ye Shifeng finished saying these words, the window was shattered. A white light was nailed to the roof beam with a "snatching" sound, but it was a dagger with a cold light shining on it. There was also a snow-white note floating on it.
It seems like writing is written in blood.
Ye Shiyu jumped up and pulled it out. There were only four words written on it: "Don't overestimate your own capabilities!"
Roars rang out again and again, and the masters of the Ye family rushed to the roof one after another. The two brothers Ye Shifeng also hurried out.
I saw a masked white figure standing in the distance. When he saw everyone coming out, he let out a contemptuous laugh, stretched out a finger, nodded to everyone in the distance, and sneered: "Yejia! Yejia! Wait...
,Hahaha……"
Laughing loudly, the white shadow turned into a white line, flying towards the distance...
The supreme leaders of the Ye family were furious and shouted angrily: "Chase!"
Several people chased him out like a meteor.
But that white shadow had disappeared without a trace.
Another place in the city.
A white shadow fell from the sky. As it fell, the white robe strangely turned into black.
The color of night.
The white shadow turned into a black shadow.
But now, no one can tell that this black figure is a woman; her whole body has become short and fat. She entered an inn like a meteor and lightning, without any hesitation, she clapped her out with a wave of her hand!
With a bang, several upper rooms of an inn were shattered to pieces.
The black shadow said in a low voice: "I don't know how to live or die, but you losers want to come and covet the treasures of the Saints! Come out, I will teach you a lesson! Those who know how to do it, get out of here!"
Before he finished speaking, several extremely angry people jumped out with a loud roar.
The supreme masters of the Ling family were really furious. First, they were severely humiliated by a woman on the road. However, they were not as powerful as others and could only hold back a breath. However, their hearts were already filled to the point of explosion.
When they arrived at Tianji City, they received news about Venerable Fengyue, which made them even more stressed. After last night, Shan Dakou and his party came back to discuss until midnight. Just when they were about to take a rest, the house was suddenly torn down...
And the words he said were even more incomprehensible!
Holy shit!
Do you think our Ling family is made of mud? Whoever wants to bully can come and bully us? The paralysis will never end...
His white robe flashed and he appeared outside the inn.
The man in black on the other side seemed startled, laughed dryly and said, "Sorry, I got the wrong person." He turned around and left.
Wrong person?
Upon hearing this, everyone was furious!
Why didn't you recognize the beggar as your father? The house was smashed to pieces, but you just said you recognized the wrong person?
When everyone was furious, the four supremes took action at the same time, but the man in black had already gone very far. How could the four of them give up? How could the reputation of the Ling family be insulted?
If there is no explanation for this matter, there will be no need for confusion in the future!
The four people gave orders and chased after each other with a roar. The four people's chests were about to burst with anger...
Early morning by Shuiyue Lake.
The morning mist is misty.
Ye Shifeng, Ye Shiyu and three old men in black stood by the lake, looking at the two horrific corpses with ugly faces. Everyone followed the man in white here, but the other man was Hongfei Mingming, who was nowhere to be seen.
But these two bodies were found!
Ye Shifeng came out on the spot and screamed.
It turns out that this man led himself and others here just to see these two corpses! In other words, it was a demonstration!
Ye Shifeng and Ye Shiyu glanced at each other and saw regret and disbelief in each other's eyes.
Neither of them expected that two eighth-level saint-level masters who came to kill a little Chu Yang would actually die on the spot!
One of the two corpses was covered with ants. It was so densely packed with spiders, bees and even wasps... and other insects that it was impossible to tell that it was a corpse.
The other body's brain burst out and lay frozen in the mud, with a distorted face and extreme fear still on its face.
The five people watched for a long time, but they still couldn't understand what could make such a saint-level master who had experienced life and death so frightened even to death!
Death is the only way through the ages!
One of the three old men in black has been standing with his hands behind his hands, his expression unchanged.
At this moment, he slowly stepped forward, took a closer look, and said, "Since he wants us to take a look, let's take a good look."
With a wave of his hand, his sleeves suddenly rolled up, and all the insects and ants on the corpse hanging on the tree were immediately wiped clean.
When everyone saw the ferocious appearance of this corpse, they all gasped and felt as if their internal organs were tumbling!
Too bad!
"It's Ye Kong and Ye Yun." The man slowly looked forward with expressionless eyes, then glanced at the body of the man on the ground, and sighed: "What a trick! The person who did this is definitely the best in the world.
A first-class cool official! Come..."
He pondered for a moment, and his eyes showed deep thought: "He is a top-notch cool official, a master, and an out-and-out typical executioner like the Living King of Hell!"
He stretched out his hand and sighed again: "What a good method! This person's grasp of the psychology of masters is also the best in the world."
Ye Shifeng and the two were puzzled: "What does the ancestor mean?"
The man smiled faintly, stretched out his hand and said, "What he did to Ye Kong was to first break his jaw and then cut off his Dantian. In this way, Ye Kong could only let him do whatever he wanted."
"Then his next step was to cleanly destroy Ye Kong's lower body. It was probably at that time that a branch penetrated the skull alive and was nailed to the tree!"
He pointed to the branch.
The man's body was hung on the tree, leaning against a branch that was not too thick, standing on its own.
The end of the branch is on his forehead, with lush green leaves.
"Then he should have smashed all the bones of Ye Kong one by one, and cut wounds all over his body. He first poured salt water into the wounds, then covered them with salt grains, and then used honey to scrape the salt grains in
into the cut flesh."
"Ye Kong must die, both body and soul are destroyed, and his soul is scattered! He was tortured like this."
The old man was silent for a moment and said, "What a good idea."
"However, no matter how deep the hatred is, if you kill him with one knife, it will be over. Why torture him to death so cruelly?" Ye Shifeng was filled with indignation, and his eyes were a little red.
These two people were sent by him, and it can be said that he caused their death.
Ye Shifeng felt really bad now.
"Idiot!" The old man scolded angrily in a low voice, "Do you think he tortured Ye Kong just to vent his anger and torture him orally?"
"Isn't it?" Ye Shifeng trembled with anger: "This executioner who kills with a thousand cuts"... He tortured Ye Kong until his soul was knocked out, isn't he torturing Ye Kong?"
The old man sighed softly and said: "He did this just to take advantage of the cruelty of the night sky to destroy Ye Yun's psychological defense."
"Yekong and Yeyun are both eighth-level saints. If two people are tortured together, even if the punishment is more cruel, the two of them will survive until the end and won't say anything. But he only tortured Yekong alone. He didn't even
Move Yeyun with one finger."
"In this way, Ye Yun watched his brother being tortured, but it was actually much more uncomfortable than being tortured himself. Because when you were being tortured, the pain was so extreme that you only thought about the pain, gritted your teeth and endured it, and didn't think about anything else:
Therefore, the more cruel the punishment, the easier it is for some tough-minded people to survive until death, but those who are watching from the side will never do it! Because his mind is very flexible, so he is imagining
What will happen if you are the one who is punished? This kind of thinking is absolutely out of your control!"
"So, Ye Kong didn't say anything at the beginning, and he didn't say anything at the end. This person didn't need to ask at all; because he knew that Ye Kong wouldn't say anything, and his main purpose was Ye Yun."
"So, when Ye Kong died, Ye Yun had already collapsed. Otherwise, this person would never be willing to let Ye Kong die! Look at Ye Yun's eyes that are staring blankly. Are they full of fear? Look at his face, is there still fear left?
Just know..., this person already knows what he wants to know."
The old man took a deep breath: "If you are not a veteran torturer for many years, you will never understand this method. Xifeng, you must have caused a big trouble this time."
"Could it be Chu Yang?" Ye Shiyu lowered his head and asked softly.
"Probably not." The old man's eyes were dull and he said: "From what you said, that young man is not yet twenty years old, haha... At such an age, even a child of the nine major families may not be able to have such scheming; let alone
Say... capture and kill two eighth-grade saints!"
At this moment, a black shadow came rushing from the distance.
There were actually several white shadows chasing behind him.
Looking at the black clothes, they looked like they were from the Ye family. When they saw five people standing here, they ran over quickly.
The five people all frowned. Who is so bold?
How dare you chase down our Ye family members?
(Not to mention anything else, let’s not talk about sensitive topics. I wrote a poem with a flair of writing. Brothers, please taste it. I’m very satisfied, haha...
Yanhuang men will do it!
Throughout the ages, China has been full of romance,
I would rather endure humiliation than hatred!
How many heroic bones are there in the rivers,
How many heroes remain in the storm!
Why don't you fight with your sword?
How can we let our seniors be humiliated again!
Cut off the blood of the eight Japanese pirates,
Kill the bastard devil head!
Five thousand years of glory, eighty thousand miles of splendor!