On the outskirts of the city, a gloomy manor was filled with an endless smell of blood.
In a huge secret room.
Wu Luan, covered in blood, was seen tied to two stone pillars with iron chains.
The flesh on his chest has cracked, and the blood all over his body has solidified, but if you apply a little force, blood will still ooze from those wounds.
He was painfully tied to the stone pillar, his whole body was like a dead person, his head was hanging down.
Right in the center of the secret room, Qingyangzi, the greatest practitioner of Dharma in China, was sitting cross-legged in the center.
On both sides of his body is Taoist Cangsong, the first member of Yuxu Palace, and on the other side is his junior brother, Taoist Cangxuan.
"Is this the person who took my ancestor's Spring Divine Sword?"
A cold word came out of Qingyangzi's mouth.
Taoist Cangsong immediately said respectfully: "Returning to the ancestor, it is this person."
Qingyangzi's eyes glanced coldly at Wu Luan, who was only in the middle stage of Tongxuan.
"No!"
"He is definitely not the one who robbed me of my magic weapon! An ant like him can't possibly destroy the divine soul imprint in my Spring Divine Sword."
Qingyangzi said in a cold voice.
No one knows better than him how powerful the divine soul brand he blessed in the Spring God Sword is.
That kind of mark on the soul may not be completely erased even by Taoist Cangsong.
But someone can actually erase the mark of his own soul, which is enough to prove that the person caught in front of him is definitely not the person who robbed him of the Spring Divine Sword.
Taoist Cangsong was startled and said quickly: "But when we found him, the Spring Divine Sword was indeed on him!"
"It seems that the boy surnamed Jiang gave me my Spring Divine Sword as a gift to this ant." Qingyangzi's voice became colder and colder.
"Wake him up, I want to ask him clearly!"
After Qingyangzi finished speaking, Cangsong Taoist said quickly: "Yes!"
Then, Taoist Cangsong waved his hand, and the two disciples walked towards Wu Luan with a bucket of ice water.
Wow!
A bucket of ice water was poured over Wu Luan's head.
Wu Luan, who had fainted, slowly began to regain consciousness after being splashed with ice water.
But because his injuries were so serious, he looked like he was dying.
After Wu Luan regained consciousness, he first vomited out two mouthfuls of blood, then with difficulty he lifted his bloody head up and looked around.
"You...you bunch of turtle bastards...why did you bring my old man here?"
His voice was weak, but he didn't seem to give in at all.
Qingyangzi looked at Wu Luan coldly: "Tell me, where is the little bastard who gave you the Spring Divine Sword?"
When Wu Luan heard this, his eyes slowly focused on Qingyangzi.
"My ancestor?"
"Are you the number one Dharma cultivator in China, Qingyangzi?"
Qingyangzi said coldly: "Yes, it is my ancestor!"
"Haha... I, Old Wu, thought that the so-called great master of Dharma cultivation in the world has three heads and six arms, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that!"
Facing Wu Luan's words, Qingyangzi shouted angrily: "You are about to die, and you still dare to speak harshly?"
Wu Luan smiled.
But when he laughed, drops of blood flowed out of his mouth.
"From the time my old man was arrested, I knew I wouldn't survive, so you don't have to scare me!"
"In a hundred years of life, you will always die. But before I die, I, Old Wu, have to tell you that you can kill me, but my young master will definitely avenge me!"
"Don't worry, if I die, none of you here will be able to survive!"
Listening to what Wu Luan said, the chill in Qingyangzi's eyes became more and more intense.
"Are you really not afraid of death?" Qingyangzi asked sharply.
Wu Luan laughed heartily.
When he smiled, the blood from his mouth was still flowing down.
"Afraid? Even if my old man is afraid, he will die in a dignified manner. Anyway, my young master will get it back ten times a hundred times for me."
Hearing this, Qingyangzi suddenly said: "Since you are not afraid of death, then I will make your life worse than death!"
After he said this coldly, he grabbed Wu Luan's body with five fingers!
"Soul-sucking magic!"
rub!
A cold breath came from Qingyangzi's five fingers, and then Wu Luan was seen struggling and screaming in pain that was worse than his own life.
"suck!"
Amidst Qingyangzi's roar, a vague soul was slowly pulled out of Wu Luan's body.
soul!
This soul is just like Wu Luan’s soul!
This "soul-absorbing technique" is an extremely evil and perverted technique.
This technique does not kill people, but it can imprison people's souls.
Being imprisoned like this can be said to mean that you can neither survive nor die.
At this moment, as Wu Luan's soul was sucked out of his body, Qingyangzi suddenly held out a black soul flag with his right hand. As soon as the soul flag appeared, there was an endless and shrill wail.
It is as if there are endless wronged souls on this soul flag.
"receive!"
Qingyangzi pointed with his right hand at the soul flag in front of him. In an instant, the soul that had left Old Wu's body was directly sucked into the black soul flag.
Above the soul flag, you can see Wu Luan's soul surrounded by hundreds of innocent souls.
He is screaming, he is wailing!
And his body also transformed into a dead person at this moment.
After Qingyangzi put Wu Luan's soul into the soul flag, he stretched out his hand and cast a spell to seal the soul flag.
"From this moment on, I will immediately find out the whereabouts of the boy named Jiang!"
"I want to use his soul to fill my black soul flag!"
As Qingyangzi's cold words fell, Cangsong Taoist immediately said: "Yes!!"
…
The next day.
clear!
Jiang Ning got up very early because he went to bed early yesterday.
As soon as I walked out of the room, I saw my busty sister-in-law running toward her room with a big bag in her arms like a thief. Her beautiful face was filled with a smile, as if she was very happy.
"Xinxin, what are you doing so early in the morning?"
Jiang Ning looked at Lin Xinxin's happy look and couldn't help but ask.
Lin Xinxin said without looking back: "Change clothes!"
"Forehead?"
"What clothes should I change so early in the morning? Is there anything wrong with this girl?"
While Jiang Ning was thinking about it, the stunningly beautiful Queen Cai, wearing a black cheongsam, walked out of the room on the other side.
Behind her was Lin Qingzhu.
The two were talking and laughing, and they were holding a big bag in their hands.
"Wife, sister Queen, what are you doing?"
After Jiang Ning saw the two women he loved most, he couldn't help but curiously asked.
Yesterday, Jiang Ning had learned that Lin Qingzhu went out with Empress Cai, and it seemed that she came back very late!
But early in the morning, the two of them were carrying a big bag. What kind of trouble was going on?
"Here it is, yours!"
"Sister Cai specially picked it for you!"
Lin Qingzhu said as he handed the big bag in his hand to Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning was startled and thought: What?
When I took it over and took a look, I saw pieces of newly bought clothes inside.
Looking at those brand new clothes, Jiang Ning was stunned: "For me?"
Lin Qingzhu said: "What else?"
"Honey, I don't need clothes. The so-called handsome people are handsome even if they wear cloth!" Someone said shamelessly.
Lin Qingzhu gave him a blank look.
"Do you want love? If you don't want it, I'll give it to Mr. Wu!"
Hearing that Lin Qingzhu wanted to make a fool of Old Wu, how could Jiang Ning be willing to do it?
"Yes, yes, of course!"
"Hey, thank you, wife, thank you, Sister Queen!"
Jiang Ning quickly took the newly bought clothes and ran towards his room.
After running to the room, Jiang Ning took out new clothes one by one.
I have to say that Queen Cai has a very good taste.
The five pieces of clothing I bought for Jiang Ning all fit perfectly!
Especially that white casual shirt, paired with the casual pants and a pair of sneakers, this makes Jiang Ning go on a fashionable path!
"My wife and sister Queen still love me very much!"
Jiang Ning said happily.
After staying in the room for a while, Jiang Ning walked downstairs.
In the hall, several beauties have already sat down.
But Wu Luan was the only one missing.
As soon as Jiang Ning walked downstairs, Lin Qingzhu asked, "Jiang Ning, where did Mr. Wu go? Why haven't you seen him all day?"
Jiang Ning was also puzzled!
Yesterday I heard Axiu say that the bad old man went out to buy wine!
Why haven't you come back all night?
Glancing outside, Jiang Ning said, "I guess that old fool spent the night outside!"
Lin Qingzhu didn't think much about it. After all, she knew in her heart that Wu Luan was a practitioner.
And after following Jiang Ning for a long time, his skills have improved a lot.
As long as there are no serious accidents, under normal circumstances, nothing will happen to people like Wu Luan.
So everyone started eating breakfast without thinking too much.
After breakfast, Lin Qingzhu said he would take Empress Cai to Qingning Pharmaceutical.
Jiang Ning was not too interested in business matters, so he stayed at home with A Xiu and Yanagawa Yoshiko.
In the morning, Jiang Ning practiced his "Thunder Prison Sword Sutra" in the Najie space.
In the afternoon, Jiang Ning went to the courtyard and asked Axiu: Has old Wu come back?
But Axiu still shook his head and said, he didn’t see Wu Luan!
Facing Wu Luan, who had been missing for almost two days in a row, Jiang Ning couldn't help but frown.
"Where did this old fool go? Why didn't he come back for so long?"
Standing in the courtyard, Jiang Ning looked down at Jiulong Villa.
For some reason, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
"Could it be that something happened to that silly old Wu?"
Jiang Ning touched his chin and thought.
"But you can't!"
"I have killed the old dog Nalan, and I have also severely tortured the stinky Taoist priests in Yuxu Palace. Logically speaking, no one in Yanjing should dare to cause trouble for me, right?"
Just when Jiang Ning was thinking this, he suddenly slapped his thigh!
"What a fool!"
"Forgot about that old man Qingyang!!!"
Jiang Ning knew clearly that Qingyangzi was known as the number one master of cultivation in China.
Moreover, you can also use your own soul to engrave the mark of your soul on your own magic weapon!
Jiang Ning remembered that when he erased the soul imprint on the "Spring God Sword" that day, Qing Yangzi clearly said that he would come after Jiang Ning!
Now that he suddenly saw Wu Luan missing, Jiang Ning felt that the matter might not be that simple!
"Damn it, old Wu, you fool, won't run into that old Qingyang, right?"