Chapter 87 We are professionally trained and can't speak
Wang Dong changed his clothes and was satisfied.
The days when you can be struck by lightning are always very pleasant.
His Thunder Emperor Qi has increased a lot.
During this period of time, he had consumed more than thirty Tianyuan Pills.
In recent days, without the blessing of Tianyuan Dan, his cultivation speed has obviously slowed down.
Being struck by lightning is better than taking a panacea!
The Thunder Emperor's true energy has exceeded one hundred silk threads.
In fact, we can no longer use silk to describe it, we can use strands to describe it.
A ray of Thunder Emperor’s true energy!
The distance to filling up the Dantian with true energy is already closer.
Just shy of 99 percent.
Wang Dong, who had changed his clothes, was ready to go back.
"Master, what a coincidence." Zhao Zhiruo greeted with a smile.
"Why are you here?" Wang Dong raised his eyebrows. Is this girl spying on him?
"Passing by!"
"Oh, don't always rush to the back mountains from now on. There are many wolves in the back mountains."
"I understand, leader."
"How have you been practicing lately?"
"I happen to have some doubts about cultivation and would like to ask the leader for advice."
"Tell me about it."
"I have been practicing recently, often..."
Wang Dong is such an honest person and doesn't have any tricks up his sleeve.
He didn't see that this little girl was approaching him deliberately, with bad intentions and evil intentions.
He treats her as his disciple, but she wants to sleep with him.
People's hearts are sinister and vicious!
After dismissing Zhao Zhiruo who was sticking to him like brown candy, Wang Dong returned to Tingfeng Hall and was eating.
Wang Dong is not picky about his food, he just eats whatever he wants.
A disciple was roasting a leg of lamb with fruit wood.
After baking for a while, cut off the outer layer, sprinkle with seasonings, and then continue to bake the inner layer.
Wang Dong ate with gusto, and then Lu Caiyi and the barbecue disciples watched quietly and appreciatively.
Wang Dong invited Lu Caiyi once, but this girl refused to eat.
Based on Wang Dong's understanding of her, this girl was being pretentious and would naturally come to eat after being invited a few more times.
But Wang Dong did not invite him a second time!
Why do you spoil her?
As for the disciple, there was still some meat on the remaining bones, which was enough for him to eat.
Before the meal was finished, Chen Baize came again.
"Master, I have something to report."
"Come in!"
"Leader, Zhao Wuji is back."
Wang Dong hasn't spoken yet.
Behind him, Lu Caiyi suddenly stood up with a solemn look on his face.
The mission that Zhao Wuji went out to perform this time was to catch the two murderers who destroyed the Qinghe Sword Sect.
"Have those two assassins from the Bloody Clothes Building been captured?" Wang Dong asked calmly.
"We've captured it, and the Gun King is guarding it himself!"
"Okay, let's wait until I finish eating..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Lu Caiyi wave his hand and his energy rolled, extinguishing the fire of the roasted lamb leg.
Then he grabbed the plate from Wang's hand and devoured the roasted lamb leg in one go.
Wang Dong was stunned for a moment.
This cherry mouth looks quite small, but it can actually swallow it so well!
"We're done eating, let's go!" Lu Caiyi said expressionlessly.
"Ruthless." Wang Dong curled his lips and refused to give anyone a good meal.
Simply excessive!
Regardless of his previous temper, if he dared to interrupt his meal, he would be chopped with a knife.
But it's different now. It's not that his temper has gotten better.
He is full!
dungeon.
"Leader!" Zhao Wuji saluted Wang Dong.
"Good job." Wang Dong patted Zhao Wuji on the shoulder.
Zhao Wuji glanced at the oil stains on his shoulders and raised his brows slightly.
He has mysophobia!
"Leader, the task has been completed, my subordinates will go down first."
"Don't worry, stay and review it together."
"Yes, leader!"
Zhao Wuji glanced at the oil stains on his shoulders, and the corners of his mouth were slightly twisted, but he did not dare to disobey Wang Dong's order.
"Which one is Blood Crow? Which one is Xue Tang?"
"Leader, this is Blood Crow, this is Xuetang!"
Wang Dong nodded.
"Execution!"
The Fengyun Eighteen tortures are famous throughout the Yunzhou Demon Sect.
These eighteen sets of torture were created by Dongfang Wuqing, the thirteenth generation leader of Fengyun God Sect.
Dongfang Wuqing is a ruthless person!
Back then, in order to practice an evil skill, he cut off his own tongue!
A person who is so cruel to himself, how cruel must he be to others?
It’s scary to think about it!
Especially after cutting out his tongue, he regretted it. Coupled with the loss of speech, his character became increasingly weird, withdrawn, moody, vicious and cruel.
These turbulent eighteen tortures were inflicted by him when he was at his most evil.
And it is still in use today. After so many years, no one has been able to improve it at all.
The first set of torture was used on Xue Crow, while Xue Tang watched quietly from the side.
hehe,
Subdued into a move?
Impossible!
They are all assassins from the Bloody Clothes Building and have received professional training.
No matter how much you torture them, they won’t recruit you!
Unless, I can't help it...
The executioner was holding an ax in his hand.
"Stop dreaming. Even if I die, I won't be able to kill you. You might as well give me a good time and don't waste your time!" This Blood Crow has a big heart and dares to speak provocatively at this time.
The executioner's disciple fixed the palm of Blood Crow's right hand and then slashed it with an axe.
Extremely precise, only the thumb was cut off.
Most people really can't achieve this level of detail.
Blood Crow sneered without changing his expression: "Is that it?"
As expected of those who have received professional training from Xueyilou, they are indeed worthy of their reputation.
The executioner brought over a basin of boiling salt water and poured it on the severed finger.
Then cut off the second finger, bring the second basin of boiling salt water, and continue pouring it.
Then the third root, the fourth root...the tenth root.
When you're done, take off your shoes and socks and continue cutting off your toes, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, ninety.
Twenty axes went down, and twenty basins of boiling salt water were wasted.
That Blood Crow is no longer as calm as before.
A twisted face!
"Caiyi, you go out first." Wang Dong suddenly said.
"No, I want to see him confess with my own eyes!"
"In this first set of torture, in addition to ten fingers and ten toes, there is also a head to be chopped off. You are not suitable to watch."
Lu Caiyi frowned. Is there still a head?
Head?
No, you will die if your head is chopped off, and there is no way to continue the trial.
What else is there?
"Bah, gangster!" Her face suddenly turned red, then she turned her head away and stopped looking.
But he didn't leave, he just turned his back.
The executioner put down his ax and took out a pair of scissors from the torture rack.
Cut the blood crow with scissors.
"Oh oh oh~~~~~~" Blood Crow screamed like a ghost.
The executioner stuffed something into Blood Crow's mouth and blocked it tightly, preventing him from shouting.
“This is the first set of torture, just an appetizer, there are seventeen more to come.
Take your time, don't rush, I guarantee that after these eighteen sets of torture, you will still be alive and well, not only able to breathe, but also able to talk!
Um?
What do you want to say?
I just gave you a chance to speak, but you didn’t say it,
Now……
After the eighteen sets of torture are over, I will give you a chance to speak again!" the executioner disciple said with a ferocious smile on his face.
This smile, illuminated by the oil lamp and fireworks, looks like a devil.