The fire of purgatory burned ragingly, licking crazily the already painful and unconscious skin. The scorching heat wave baked the dry lips, as if to squeeze out all the cracked blood, and even the eyeballs seemed to be roasted.
It felt like he was dry, and he felt swelling and pain. The scene in front of him became increasingly blurry. Was he about to die? He didn't know. He just felt that his soul seemed to have broken away from the shackles of the body, wandering lightly in the air without knowing where to go.
The next moment, biting ice appeared out of thin air, sealing his hot body in an instant. The heart-piercing pain made him open his mouth wide, but he couldn't make a sound. His tongue seemed to be frozen for an instant. I thought.
The idea of sucking some ice water became a luxury, and the thought of cooling down became a merciless ridicule. Now it was indeed cool, and it was so cold that it made him want to scream. It was just baked
The skin that was about to become oily was frozen into ice cubes at this moment, and the nerves that he thought had lost consciousness began to twitch like crazy again, with painful gouges. What made him collapse the most was the itching coming from his limbs.
And soreness. Could it be that those damn meridians have started to grow again? Will the next second, those two guys are going to------
Before he could finish thinking, two familiar faces slowly appeared in his blurred vision. Xiaolin, Huo Yu, and his former good brothers were holding Senhan's dagger and looking at him with indifferent expressions, their eyes cold.
numbness.
"No, don't do this to me, we are brothers, we have been relying on each other for thousands of years!" He shouted helplessly in his heart, and the crystal tears filled his eyes in an instant, and in the blink of an eye they were condensed into ice and blocked.
He saw the cruel scene in front of him. But the ruthless words struck his ears unceremoniously, causing his heart to fall into an endless abyss.
——"Xiaolin, he seems to be crying!"
——"So what? Who said he was born with a strange ability and could heal his own injuries? The master refused to let him chop him with a sword! He deserved this crime!"
——"That's right. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to hold on for a day if I were exposed to fire, ice, and torture! It's better for him. It's been more than three months, and he's still living here! It's causing us trouble every day.
They all have to do this to break his limbs."
——"Who says it's not? After being together for thousands of years, I really don't know what happened to this guy to have such strong vitality! The broken tendons can actually grow back on their own. But this makes me feel quite good.
So happy, who the hell made him so strong? He deserves to die early! When we brothers complete this order to ascend to immortality, we can go straight to heaven and no longer need to live such a precarious life!"
——"Yes, yes! Just let this kid help us brothers! Hasn't he always flaunted his loyalty to us? Let him be loyal to us this time! Hahahaha-----
-"
The unbridled laughter made the remaining illusions in his heart disappear. Then, the heartbreaking pain from his wrists and ankles made him roar loudly, shattering the ice around him, and struggled.
He rushed towards his former brother, but was pulled back tightly by the Pipa lock that pierced his chest. The huge black iron nails were stained with black blood and spread all over his chest, sealing almost all his life veins.
With a slight movement, an electric shock-like attack will be launched, causing him to wreak havoc. The all-out effort just now has consumed the last bit of his strength, and now he can no longer make any movement except helpless gasps!
"Damn it, how dare you resist with such virtue!" Xiaolin's voice suddenly echoed in his ears, followed by a strong kick that landed heavily on his chest. It seemed that it was not as strong as expected.
It hurt, but he could clearly hear the sound of bones breaking. A mouthful of blood suddenly surged into his throat, but he was unable to spurt it out and could only let it slowly slide down the corner of his mouth.
——"Kill me! For the sake of ------we have been brothers for so many years------"
"Do you fucking think we don't want to? You're going to die!" Huo Yu kicked him hard in the face, causing him to see stars in his eyes, blood spurting from his mouth and nose, and he had no energy left to speak.
, countless fists and kicks, accompanied by bursts of curses, fell on him like raindrops, as if he had no life long ago and was just a wooden stake for venting. He just lay upright on the cold ground, no matter what.
Being trampled and tortured by others, my heart gradually became numb, my consciousness gradually became blurred, and even the severe pain seemed to slowly go away.
——"Am I, just like that, dead?"
Beipeng trembled violently, and suddenly stood up from the throne. He looked around frantically, then subconsciously reached out and touched his chest. That's right, there were no wounds, no blood, and no black iron nails.
, there is no ice and flames, this is the Winged Temple, it is your own kingdom.
Exhaling a long breath, Beipeng fell weakly on the throne and slowly closed his eyes. The nightmare of thousands of years has always been like a rotten bone insect, lingering in the memory of the cold that penetrates into the bone marrow.
The heart-wrenching pain does not come entirely from the body, but more from the inner misery and helplessness.
Especially when he turned Xiaolin and Huoyu into ashes with his own hands, the miserable screams of the two people are still echoing in his ears. Looking at the two figures twisting and struggling in the flames, Beipeng didn't know whether he was punishing them or punishing them.
When punishing myself, I just feel that my heart is getting colder and harder with the extinguished flame, and finally turns into a cold stone. There will no longer be the seven emotions and six desires in the world, and there will no longer be joys and sorrows. Yes.
Ah, in the thousands of years since then, it seems that I have never really smiled, let alone shed a tear for anyone. If I had to say, who has made him feel a little warmth, I am afraid it is the missing Mei Ling.
.
Thinking of this, Beipeng suddenly laughed at himself. How could he have such ridiculous thoughts? That woman is just a chess piece used to achieve the goal. How could he be emotional about a chess piece? The reason why he wants to find it now
She just wants to take over the position of the big leader legitimately. When she is done, she will marry Xianyu and hold her in her hands forever so that she can better control Lu Xiao and make him use herself. As for Mei
Ling, just expel her from the Yu Clan and let her fend for herself in the Three Realms!
Beipeng was half lying on the throne with relief, but his eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of a cloak that fell on the ground. He frowned and quickly turned over and jumped up, grabbing it in his hand. Since Mei Ling disappeared,
, every time I take a nap here, there will be an extra cloak inexplicably on my body, as if someone has specially covered it for me. However, I asked the maids and waitresses outside the palace several times, but they knew nothing. Beipeng knew in his heart that he could
The cultivation level of someone who can get close to me without being discovered is absolutely extraordinary. Besides Mei Ling, who else in the Yu clan can do this? Moreover, who would care about me so much? Didn't Mei Ling leave? Will she do it again?
Where to hide?
"Report to the big leader. According to reports from spies, Meng Zirou has issued a scale order to summon all the nearby scale tribes to search for the big leader Mei Ling. It is estimated that it will not take long before the results will be obtained." A capable waiter quickly ran in.
In the main hall, he knelt down on one knee and briefly described the situation discovered. After a long while, he hesitated and added: "It's just------"
"Just what?" Beipeng slowly moved his eyes to the waiter, recognized him as Mei Ling's most proud manager Yunying, and asked lightly.
"It's just that the Great Protector Lu Xiao is missing, and there is no news yet!" Yunying finally told the truth. The master in front of him was moody, and in front of him, it was best to be honest to avoid getting into trouble.
"Oh?" Beipeng casually threw his clothes on the throne, walked slowly for two steps, and smiled confidently: "Is it possible that he went to move reinforcements? Forget it, let him do it! How is Xianyu?
"
"Miss Xianyu is temporarily settled in Lingyunxuan. She doesn't allow anyone to approach, so there are no waiters or maids!" Yunying continued to answer, but his eyes glanced at the throne behind Beipeng intentionally or unintentionally. It seemed that there was something hidden there.
What a secret.
"Interesting!" Beipeng couldn't help but laugh. Xianyu's cold and beautiful face appeared in front of his eyes again, and he walked out of the hall: "No one is allowed to approach? I want to see how noble she is?"
Yunying then stood up, helplessly looked at Beipeng's retreating figure, and said to himself: "Big leader, why are you doing this?"