The night sky was dotted with stars, which looked extremely peaceful, and the scream in the total silence was undoubtedly very abrupt.
And because the voice was really hoarse and shrill, Shen Lang couldn't tell who was screaming for a moment, whether it was a man, a woman, an old man or a young man?
Amidst the shrill sound, ripples rippled in the distant pond, and the fish swimming in the water dived into the water in fear. There was no wind that night, but there was no wind in the gardenias and begonias around the cage, and they were shaken by the sound waves.
Rustling.
Shen Lang only felt that the sound was like the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, which seemed particularly terrifying in the silent night sky. He couldn't help but want to cover his ears. But when he wanted to raise his arms, he realized again that his hands were locked on the cage.
Can't move at all.
So he couldn't help but cursed: "Damn it! Is this that bastard again? Are you going to let me sleep with you?"
At this moment, there was a bang and the door and window in the distance shattered, and a disheveled figure crashed through the door and window, rolling several times in the grass like a dead dog being thrown out.
Shen Lang just thought that someone in the room threw the disheveled guy out. So he looked curiously at the broken doors and windows.
However, he looked for a long time but could not see anyone on the other side of the door or window. After being stunned for a while, he realized that the disheveled guy was not thrown out by others, but broke through by himself for some special reason.
The door and window rolled out into the yard.
At this time, in the grass, the figure with disheveled hair was still rolling around on the ground like crazy, seemingly in extreme pain. And the shrill screams never stopped.
"Where did this madman come from?" Shen Lang was a little confused. Under the bright moonlight, he could faintly see blood stains in the grass. It seemed that the guy had injured himself unknowingly. Finally, he saw the figure clearly.
His true appearance made him look weird.
Because that crazy man with disheveled hair was Taoist Cang Jie. At the same time, he also thought of the reason why Taoist Cang Jie went crazy.
Taoist Cang Jie took the Devil's Heart Pill, and as early as in the prison of the Wild Ancient Clan, the addiction to the Devil's Heart Pill had begun to show up. Seven or eight days had passed since he left the Wild Ancient Clan, and he happened to arrive at the Devil's Heart Pill.
It’s time for the side effects to explode.
"Hahahahaha! Retribution! I told you that you will suffer the consequences sooner or later!" Shen Lang couldn't help laughing, and even wanted to clap his hands and laugh.
I thought to myself, this guy used to show off his power and make some sarcastic remarks during the day, but now he is better. At least I am comfortable, but your retribution came first.
At the same time, he also thought about the fact that Leng Yanji, that little bitch, was indeed a bit cruel. She should have known that Taoist Cang Jie was about to be poisoned, so she kept him by her side, but she didn't give him the antidote, so she tortured him like this.
...
This kind of thinking is really bad.
At the same time, this also shows once again that Leng Yanji's hostility towards the righteous monks is deep in her bones. Therefore, even if Taoist Cang Jie, the deputy master of the righteousness hall, has taken refuge in her, this little bitch will still torture this righteous subordinate at every turn.
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However, these matters have nothing to do with Shen Lang. Shen Lang will not show the slightest sympathy to Cang Jie Taoist.
Because in his eyes, Taoist Cang Jie has long been a dead man, a walking corpse without any humanity.
At this time, Taoist Cang Jie's pain continued. Shen Lang watched him rolling on the ground, saw him hitting the tree like crazy, and watched him bite his own arm and tear his own flesh and blood, as if I want to use physical pain to relieve the pain in my heart.
But that kind of pain seems to have no solution.
Shen Lang watched it with gusto, and thought to himself: Young Master, I am indeed a little unlucky, but when I am unlucky, I can still see such a powerful performance, which is considered to be a discount on the ticket price! Well... the only fly in the ointment is that, Xiao I can't move, and there are no melon seeds or fruits around me. It would be perfect if I could crack melon seeds and watch them at the same time.
Just as I was thinking like this, suddenly a tall, beautiful and cold figure fell from the sky. It was not Leng Yanji.
Leng Yanji originally planned to come directly to Shen Lang, but before she could take a step forward, Taoist Cang Jie seemed to have seen the savior, and rushed towards her like a dog seeing its master.
His movements were very fast, with an unconcealed desire and eagerness, but when he got close to Leng Yanji, he was forced to stop because of a small look from the other party, and his palms were firmly stuck in the soil. Among them, he kept a distance of three steps from Leng Yanji and did not dare to get close at all.
Because he knows very well that Leng Yanji has a mysophobia. He looks dirty now. If there is a trace of mud or blood on the saint, not only will he not be able to get the magic heart pill today, but his life will be directly confessed to her. here.
"Holy Maiden...Sir..." Taoist Cang Jie endured the pain of the demonic fire eroding his heart. He did not dare to move randomly or let the dust on the ground rise. He forced himself to calm down, kowtowed and knelt down and said, "Please grant me Holy elixir.”
"Oh?" Leng Yanji raised her eyebrows slightly, looking at his pitiful appearance, and asked deliberately: "But why should I give him the pill?"
The girl's voice seemed to be a bit cute and naughty, but Taoist Cang Jie couldn't help but tremble.
Why give pills?
As the saying goes, there is no reward for no merit. What merit does he have, and what reason does he have for the saint to give him elixirs?
Leng Yanji said again: "You seem to have done nothing during this period, and you have also exposed your identity among the ancient tribes of the wilderness. Now you don't have much use value."
Taoist Cang Jie was even more shocked. He was a pawn planted by the Holy Lady in the Lingyun Sect. But now Xue Qingwu knew that he had colluded with the Demon Sect, and many people from Shui Linglong, Hengdao Sect, and the Giant Whale Gang knew about him. 's true identity.
What's even worse is that none of those people have died. They must have left the ancient tribe at this moment. In a few days, the whole world will know about his collusion with the Demon Sect. It is impossible for him to continue hiding in the Righteous Sect. , help the saint do something.
Thinking of this, Taoist Cang Jie no longer dared to think further, and said in a trembling voice: "I will work more diligently for the saint in the future. Even if I go to the mountains of swords and the sea of fire, I will never regret it. I beg the saint to give me another chance. "
"You will die without regrets?" As if because she disliked Taoist Cang Jie for being too dirty, Leng Yanji did not touch Taoist Cang Jie with her hands, but stretched out her toes and gently lifted his chin, showing a devilish smile: " What if I let you die now?"
Taoist Cang Jie's body trembled violently, and a strong unwillingness arose in his heart. His life was so rough, and in order to keep climbing up, he even lost his humanity.
Of course he didn't want to die.
But what can he do even if he doesn't want to? Since he chose to take this path, he has given his life to the woman in front of him. If this woman asks him to die, he must die.
Feeling the increasingly painful feeling of demonic fire eroding his heart, Taoist Cang Jie bit down and put his head on the ground again. He almost cried with tears streaming down his face and said, "Cang Jie wishes to die."
Leng Yanji raised her foot and stepped lightly on his head, looking down at the person at her feet.
Taoist Cang Jie's forehead sank into the soil, and his body was trembling with fear. Because he knew very well that with the strength of the Saintess, she could crush his head just like a bug with just a little force from her feet.
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The night sky is silent, and this scene seems to be frozen. The tall and beautiful girl is stepping on the kneeling man's head. Under the bright moonlight, she is so noble and cool at this moment, which has a different kind of beauty and temptation.
But Shen Lang, who was watching the play from a distance, could not feel any other temptation, but he felt a deep fear deep in his heart.
Because he understood very well that from this moment on, Taoist Cangjie's body and mind had surrendered to that woman.
How can a proud monk be submissive and obedient to such an extent without making people feel terrible? Taoist Cang Jie is indeed inferior to Leng Yanji in terms of strength, but from the beginning to the end, even if the saint wanted him to die, he did not dare to show any disobedience.
This shows how high the prestige of Leng Yanji is in his heart.
Looking at the righteous monks who surrendered at her feet, Leng Yanji showed a bad smile again. Even a dead dog would always have some use. It would be a pity to kill it like this. Finally, she glanced at Shen Lang in the distance.
, I don’t know what I thought of, but the pity in my heart was even more obvious.
So he raised his little foot that was on Taoist Cang Jie's head and said with a smile: "Although you are of no use anymore, I think it would be a good thing to have a righteous dog to beat and scold me when I have nothing to do.
So, are you willing to be such a dog?"
Leng Yanji made no secret of her hatred for the righteous way, nor did she hide her humiliation of Taoist Cang Jie's personality.
However, his heart had already fallen into an ice cell. After hearing those humiliating words, Taoist Cang Jie seemed to see the brilliance of light in despair, and said repeatedly: "I am willing! I can be the dog next to the Holy Lady, this is mine.
pleasure."
"Look at you, you're so mean." Leng Yanji chuckled, suddenly turned over her hand and took out a black dagger and said, "Since you want to be a dog, of course I, the master, have to leave some marks, otherwise how will others know about you?
Is it a dog?”
"Mark?" Taoist Cang Jie didn't understand what it meant for a moment.
"Raise your head." Leng Yanji ordered directly.
Taoist Cang Jie did not dare to disobey and quickly raised his head.
Leng Yanji brushed away his messy hair with her hands, her movements seemed very gentle. Taoist Cang Jie looked obsessed, because this was the first time in a long time that he had such close contact with the saint.
However, just when he was a little obsessed and moved, a sudden burning pain made him wake up. After the saint moved his hair, she left a mark on his face with the dagger in her hand.
The pain of the skin on his face being cut was intertwined with the pain of the demonic fire eroding his heart in his body. Taoist Cang Jie couldn't help but struggled to hide back.
Leng Yanji frowned slightly and scolded: "I want to carve two words, if you dare to move it again, you will know the consequences yourself."