I don’t know how long it took for Feng Jueyu to wake up from the gloom. When he opened his eyes, the palace before coma had long disappeared. Instead, there was a jade-like palace with several monsters.
Garden with human statue.
He weakly opened his eyes a crack and stared at the sky, only to feel something flickering in front of his eyes, emitting a vivid orange light.
When I was drowsy, I heard someone in my ear laughing conspiratorially: "Miss Meng, my antidote will work quickly. Don't forget the conditions you agreed to."
This voice is very familiar. At first glance, it sounds like the voice of the Bamboo Poison Demon.
Feng Jueyu's heart moved, and she woke up for a long time. Then she heard Meng Ling's voice: "Don't worry, I will never regret what I promised you. This is the drawing of the Jiying Palace of the Granting Heaven Palace. Take it."
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"Thank you so much, Miss Meng. I really didn't expect that the Heaven Granting Palace, which has disappeared for nearly 13 million years, still has blueprints floating in the Tianhe Star Realm. I would like to thank this guy." Bai Poshang was pleasantly surprised.
He said extremely, and then Feng Jueyu felt a figure passing in front of him, and then Bai Poshang said with a smile: "Miss Meng, look, he is already awake."
The voice echoed in his ears, and soon several people came over. At this time, Feng Jueyu's eyesight had recovered a lot, and he saw several faces dazzling in front of his eyes, one of which wanted to skin him and dismantle him.
Meng Ling.
"Ximen Wuwei sealed his spiritual consciousness and didn't let him take advantage of it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ximen Wuwei walked over, and then Feng Jueyu saw a green halo flash in front of his eyes, and quickly passed over his head.
When the cyan halo reached his neck, the halo shrank violently. Feng Jueyu felt his neck tighten. In an instant, his consciousness was forcibly controlled by a mysterious force deep in the sea of consciousness.
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Feng Jueyu was furious on the spot, struggled to sit up with a cry, then reached out to touch his neck, and finally touched a cold collar.
After regaining his vision, Feng Jueyu angrily scanned the entire place, only to see people from the Holy Star Alliance standing scattered in the depths of this strange garden.
The dozen or so Meng Ling guards stood in a circle outside various grotesque stone sculptures, guarding the perimeter with vigilant expressions.
Meng Ling, Ximen Wuwei, and Bai Poshang happened to be standing beside him.
One looked at him with a sneer...
An expressionless face, like a dead corpse...
There is another one, whose eyes are full of joking, holding a blue jade slip in his hand, smiling happily...
After looking at the three people one by one, Feng Jueyu's heart was full of panic, but on the surface he kept calm, staring at Meng Ling and Bai Poshang with a pair of eyes filled with hatred, and coldly snorted: "How can you two get together?"
Are we together? What do you want to do?"
Meng Ling did not answer, but Bai Poshang weighed the blue jade slip in his hand with a smile, and said with a satisfied look: "Boy, fortunately I gave you the poison of Longque Xuexue, if not
So, I still can’t get the map of Jiying Hall, so I have to thank you, hehe..."
After Bai Po Shang finished his preface and last words, he cupped his hands towards Meng Ling and said, "Miss Meng, thank you very much for the map on the jade slip. Bai will take your leave."
Meng Ling ignored Bai Poshang, who didn't care at all. He smiled slyly and walked calmly out of the garden.
Feng Jueyu's consciousness was now sealed in the sea of consciousness and he couldn't use it at all. Even if he wanted to open the Tiandao Pearl, there was nothing he could do.
However, having his consciousness sealed would not affect his ability to judge. After thinking for a moment, Feng Jueyu asked with a pale and gloomy face: "What exactly did you do to me? Why did Bai Poshang help you?"
Meng Ling leaned down and put her hands on her knees covered by her skirt. Her pretty face like jade almost touched Feng Jueyu's face.
It’s hard to say that Meng Ling’s appearance is not bad, with round eyes, long eyelashes, and a face that can be easily broken... She looks so young and sweet, delicate and charming, even when she looks angry, she looks annoying
People love and love, and normally they would never feel disgusted with such a young, beautiful, sweet, and touching girl.
And at this time, Meng Ling's eyes were filled with a touch of solemn playfulness, which had a unique charm.
Meng Ling stared at Feng Jueyu closely, with a playful look in her eyes, and said in a joking tone: "You brat, you are lucky. After thinking about it, I thought it was best not to let you die too quickly, as that would be too cheap for you.
So I asked Ximen Wuwei to find Bai Poshang and get the antidote for Dragon Bird Blood Drainage specifically for you. Now I have helped you detoxify. How about it? I'm pretty good to you, right?"
"The poison has been cured?" Feng Jueyu could hardly believe his ears. He moved his body, and the stiffness and discomfort in his whole body was indeed gone. This made him secretly happy.
But before Feng Jueyu could feel lucky to survive the disaster, Meng Ling immediately poured a basin of cold water on her.
"Are you happy? Geez, don't be too happy too soon. The reason why I detoxified you is because I thought that using the dragon bird's blood on you would make you die too quickly. I still remember how you killed me.
You lost my two golden eagles, both male and female. Hum, I will take you back to the Holy Star Alliance and torture you in the most painful way, for ten years, for a hundred years... I will let you compete with the Dragon Bird Blood Exhaustion.
The poison is ten thousand times more miserable."
When Meng Ling said the last word, she gritted her teeth with hatred. When the many followers she brought looked back at Feng Jueyu, they all had expressions of pity for him, as if the beautiful little beauty in front of them was the reincarnation of some devil.
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Feng Jueyu shuddered inexplicably and said in a deep voice: "The noble daughter of the Holy Star Alliance, aren't you afraid that people will say you are an evil heretic?" When Feng Jueyu said this, he said:
The cold wind chilled his teeth, and he could already tell that this Meng Ling must be the type of person who keeps his word.
"Humph, evil heretic? Let others say whatever they like. In short, I will never let you die easily without peeling off a thousand layers of your skin."
After Meng Ling said that, he turned around and left, saying in a cold voice: "This man's cultivation is not weak, so don't take it lightly. He was tied up with the God-binding ropes, and the treasure bag on his body was also confiscated. Don't take it lightly."
Give him a chance to escape."
Sitting curled up on the ground, Feng Jueyu had a look of death on his face. Looking at Meng Ling's every move, word and deed, this woman was really not that innocent vase. Her thoughts were so delicate that she could actually
I thought of collecting my own treasure bag.
Feng Jueyu looked at Meng Ling's back with cold eyes. Soon, two skilled followers came over. One of them took out a shining tendon rope magic weapon from the treasure bag. It looked extremely tough. Judging from the appearance,
Look, I'm afraid that even if it's not a treasure inherited from gods, it's still a treasure passed down from heaven.
Two practitioners came over quickly, raised and lowered their hands, and tied up Feng Jueyu Wuhuada. After the two bright tendon ropes tied him up, Feng Jueyu tried to break free. As a result, he exerted a little force, and the tendon ropes quickly retracted.
Tight and painful, Feng Jueyu grinned.
But he never said a word again. Although he fell into the enemy's hands now, fortunately, Meng Ling didn't want to kill him in a short time.
Ling insisted on torturing himself, believing that as long as no major changes occurred, the people of the Holy Star Alliance would still focus on protecting him in the short term.
In comparison, this ending is pretty good now.
As long as you are alive, you have a chance to escape.
Feng Jueyu thought to himself and carefully kept his mouth shut. In the current situation, he would not be stupid enough to take the initiative to anger this little witch. What if Meng Ling was upset and came up with other ideas to humiliate himself?
Fan, isn’t that asking for trouble?
He had a good idea, but Meng Ling was not a gentleman who took revenge within ten years.
After ordering someone to tie him up, Meng Ling immediately gave an order to the two attendants around him: "Come here, give him a hundred diamond whips first."
After the words fell, the two followers glanced at Feng Jueyu with pitiful eyes, and then each took out a golden whip weapon that was more than one meter long and looked like a metal chain, and whipped Feng Jueyu's body with their hands and feet.
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"Pah! Pah!"
As the two followers raised their arms, crisp cracks of whips sounded on Feng Jueyu.
A thousand whips, even though Feng Jueyu has rough skin and thick flesh, it is difficult for him to survive without the blessing of divine power without the blessing of divine power. This whipping was so painful that his skin was torn apart. If he hadn't been cultivating his physical body and magical powers for many years, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to survive.
Less than a hundred lashes would kill him.
However, Meng Ling obviously didn't want him to die too quickly, and emphatically ordered his two followers to be careful when striking. After the whipping, Feng Jueyu's hair was disheveled, his whole body was covered with blood-stained scars, and he completely lost his human appearance.
Meng Ling sat in the garden and watched the whipping. It was as if most of the bad breath in her heart had dissipated. She stood up and waved her hands and said, "That's enough. Let's keep him alive and take him back to play with him."
"..." Feng Jueyu grinded his teeth, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and said nothing, thinking about a way to escape.
Meng Ling, who whipped Feng Jueyu, temporarily handed him over to the care of his subordinates, then walked to Ximen Wuwei and started chatting with him without any care.
"Mr. Ximen, how do you feel?"
Ximen Wuwei, the Emperor's Spear, looked at the garden, compared it with the blue jade slip map in his hand, and replied in a steady voice: "The layout of Jiying Palace recorded on this jade slip map is slightly blurry, but it doesn't count.
Difficulty, according to the description on the jade slip map, we should be able to reach the real core location of Jiying Hall as long as we pass through this garden. But now there is a trouble, that is, starting from this garden, the Fire God's Ceremony Formation
All restrictions have been tightened, Miss, look..."
After Ximen Wuwei finished speaking, he raised the Earth Emperor Steel Spear in his hand and pointed it in the air. When the tip of the spear pointed directly into the lush forest in front of him, a blaze of flames immediately appeared in the forest, destroying Ximen Wuwei's spear power.