In the dark and damp dungeon, a strong fishy smell permeated the entire space. Mud and carrion could be seen everywhere. There were also some broken clothes, weapons, and incomplete limbs scattered on the ground, some of which were intact, and some of which were intact.
But it's in disrepair.
"Bah!" On the mutilated broken arm, a drop of blood flowed from the wound and dripped on the ground.
The blue brocade clothes on the man's body had long been stained and discolored by blood, and there were many wounds on his body cut by sharp blades. The blood stains one after another were shocking.
"Hahaha! Hahaha..." There was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and his crazy laughter echoed in the dungeon.
"She is my... madam... we are married." The man kept repeating this sentence, as if he was showing off to the world.
At this time, footsteps were heard outside the dungeon, and accompanied by the respectful salutes of the soldiers, the man still raised his smile and began to repeat those words crazily.
A black shadow shrouded his face. The man raised his head and saw the gloomy and cold face and the black eyes full of murderous intent.
Thanks for the robbery.
The person he was most jealous of.
They are the same kind of people.
They are all people who do whatever it takes to achieve their goals.
"Haha." Xie Jie sneered, and the blade in his hand suddenly stabbed Yun He in the abdomen. An evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You must not die." "Uh..."
Yunhe was nailed to the execution pillar and could not avoid it. He could only feel the blood leaving his body through a newly opened hole.
The day Xie Jie caught him, he cut off his arms and severed the tendons of his hands and feet.
He was left here to be tortured day and night, just to make his life worse than death and to taste all the pain.
The blade in the abdomen suddenly stirred.
"ah--"
The severe pain made Yunhe couldn't help but scream.
This is not fatal to a monk, but will only bring endless pain.
Seeing his painful expression, Xie Jie felt a sense of joy in his heart. He pulled the blade out of Yun He's body, and blood immediately spurted out, spraying on the floor of the dungeon, staining it red.
Yun He suddenly laughed and said harshly: "What are you... afraid of?"
Seeing that Xie Jie's face turned gloomy, he felt even happier and continued: "Afraid she doesn't want you?"
A cold light flashed in Xie Jie's eyes, like a hellish Shura that might break out at any time.
However, he didn't waste any time. He threw the sword away, wiped his hands and ordered the subordinates next to him.
"Cut out the tongue." He took two steps and a certain scene appeared in his mind, which made him feel very unhappy. "Gouge out the eyes too."
Xie Jie turned around, unwilling to look at these dirty things.
The subordinate immediately took the order and walked towards Yunhe.
Yun He looked at the dazzling cold sword and suddenly became crazy, laughed loudly, and used his last strength to shout in the direction of the man's retreat,
"Xie Jie, you are a tyrannical and ignorant king, you are never worthy of love!"
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In Shangrao Continent, the family of immortal cultivators and the imperial court coexisted, and there was no trace of interests between them.
When I heard that the imperial court had detained the chief disciple of the Qingxiao Sect, and all the sects gathered to rebel against their master, they were told that the Qingxiao Sect secretly cultivated evil spirits and used human beings as sacrifices to cultivate spirits.
All the sects were deeply grieved and hated him so much that they turned against each other overnight and joined forces one after another.
Seven days later, the Qingxiao Sect was completely wiped out, and the other forces were severely hit and unable to recover.
After this battle, Xie Jie changed the custom of those who cultivated immortality in the previous dynasty and did not touch politics. He established Immortal Zhu to take charge of various cultivation sects and clean up the sects with thunderous power. For a while, people in the court were panicked.
However, Xie Jie did not calm down because of this. Instead, it became more and more intense. He was hoeing out traitors and killing rebels. For a time, everyone in the government and the public was in danger.
Over the years, they have all been looking for an opportunity to eliminate Xie Jie, a serious nuisance in one fell swoop.
But there has never been a chance. Although Xie Jie has a very bad reputation in the government and the public, no one can bring him down. Moreover, he is powerful and has a solid foundation. It is even harder to get rid of him than to reach the sky.
But today, after the tyrant came to power, the prime minister was left alone.
Two people were sitting opposite each other in the Government Hall.
Prime Minister Bailizhi trembled slightly, holding the tea cup in front of him, guessing that it was his turn to purge the imperial court.
"Master Prime Minister, you have worked hard these days." Xie Jie said indifferently.
Bailizhi said quickly: "I don't dare. I can serve the Lord, which is what I should do."
"Yeah." Xie Jie nodded.
"Your Excellency Prime Minister, recently everyone in the imperial court has said that he is unkind and ignorant, so..."
"My lord, please calm down!" Bailizhi was startled when he heard Xie Jie's words and quickly knelt on the ground. "My lord is wise and brave, he serves the country and the people, he is loyal and courageous, how can he be a foolish and unprincipled person!"
"Okay." Xie Jie lazily listened to him tell lies with his eyes open. He waved his hand to signal Baili Zhi to get up, and continued: "I just feel that Baili Langjun is not suitable to take over the post of registration and inspection." "This..."
When Bailizhi heard this, his heart trembled.
Sure enough, he still came.
A few days ago, Xie Jie asked his grandson to help handle government affairs. At that time, he had an unknown premonition.
Xie Jie stood up slowly. He was tall and strong, and looked majestic in his dragon robe.
He stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes sharp, staring at Baili Zhi and said: "Let him be the prime minister and continue to manage the government for me. As for you, my beloved, you have been busy all your life and you should enjoy your blessings." Baili Zhi suddenly raised his head.
There is no theory that Shangrao's princes and generals will succeed to the throne. The people in the court are very ambitious. Bailizhi cannot imagine how many people are eyeing his position as prime minister.
Now the Lord has so easily promised his Baili family?!
Bailizhi quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Thank you, Lord, for your kindness."
"Get up." Xie Jie waved his hand.
Only then did Bailiji stand up.
The two were silent for a while.
Bailizhi guessed that Xie Jie still had something to say, but he seemed hesitant to say anything.
"My lord, do you have any other orders?" he asked.
Xie Jie calmly glanced at the rare bonsai on the window sill. The new leaves on the roots of the dead tree were dazzlingly green.
He pondered: "In the Prime Minister's Mansion, did anyone mention Gu?"
Bailizhi thought for a while and replied: "I don't dare."
He had a clear idea in his mind, where could he ask the people from Baili Mansion?
Only two days after Yao'er returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Xie Jie's private soldiers surrounded his house.
Fortunately, it was all in the dark and not too ostentatious.
Xie Jie snorted coldly and said nothing more, and sent Baili Zhi away with a sullen expression.
As soon as the old prime minister left the palace, he heard the sound of things being smashed behind him.
He shook his head and walked out of the palace.
Xie Jie felt like there was a fire in his chest, and the pressure got stronger and stronger.
He took the brochure of Operation Zhuyu recorded by Heijiawei and read it over and over again.
Holding the baby all day long??
I really didn't dare. I cried aggrievedly a few days ago and begged him to apply the medicine more gently, and even said that I had to leave the palace in order to repay his kindness.
Now that the injury is healed, I don’t care about him anymore!
Just know how to use some tricks on him to deceive others!
Xie Jie slammed the book to the ground, and the attendant quickly picked it up and put it into the box.
These are the Lord's favorite objects, which ordinary people cannot touch.
"Go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to send an order and tell her that the time limit has been shortened by one day." Xie Jie waved his sleeves and shouted angrily.
Three days out of the palace is still too long, you should go back to the palace tonight!
The attendant did not dare to neglect and quickly agreed to leave.
[Author's digression]: Hello little cuties~ Here are some answers to questions that may arise:
1. When Zhu Yu came back, why didn’t Xie Jie rearrange the dark room?
Answer: The villains are also growing.
When Zhu Yu disappeared during their wedding, he firmly believed that Zhu Yu had left after completing her mission, and that the Zhaixing Tower could not trap her. In addition, Yun He had used many tricks in it, so that after she recovered,
He had learned to give Zhu Yu some space, and of course he only allowed him to leave his sight for a stick of incense or a cup of tea. Zhu Yu returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion for two days and only "reluctantly" agreed to it after he received the corresponding reward.
2. After Zhu Yu left, why didn’t Xie Jie turn black and activate the Heavenly Killing Formation?
Answer: He originally wanted to, but the town contained too many beautiful memories for them, and he couldn't bear it. Xie Jie forced himself to let Zhu Yu go, but he no longer had the desire to live. At this time, Taoist Master Qingxuan really couldn't bear it.
I went down and was taught a folk remedy to induce dreams. There was a wish in the dream that he could not bear to die, so the villain lived a "happy life" of bleeding, sleeping, and holding his wife.
This is why he lies in the coffin every night. Firstly, he is afraid of being disturbed by others. Secondly, the dream is so beautiful that he is afraid that one day he will not be able to wake up.
The little lunatic's love is turbulent, crazy and paranoid, but he is more restrained.
(ps: Wow, my heart ached when I wrote this paragraph...)