Dou Ming was actually surprised that the young man could hold on until now.
Ling Xuewei looked at the medicine bottle, her eyes flashing.
"The rest depends on your luck."
After leaving these words, Dou Ming turned around and left.
Ling Xuewei stepped forward, picked up the medicine bottle, and found that it was exactly the same as the one that had appeared inexplicably in the room before.
Ling Xuewei's face was thoughtful.
…
"How's the boy doing?"
Above the execution hall, Qiu Xin asked the disciples below.
"Go back to the elder, he is still alive."
"Do you have any confession?"
"this……"
"Um?"
Qiu Xin's voice dropped, and the disciple broke into cold sweat, "Not yet..."
"Bang!"
Qiu Xin placed the cup heavily on the table and snorted coldly, "This boy's bones are really hard! Anyway, keep locking him up until he gives in! I want to see how long he can stay strong!"
Therefore, Ling Xuewei was locked in a dark cell for seven consecutive days.
But they were disappointed. She lived a very comfortable life, as if she was on vacation.
Just seeing the wound healing day by day, she couldn't help but sigh, why hasn't anyone come here yet? If there is no movement, her injury will be almost healed.
If the people in the Law Enforcement Hall knew that she thought this way, they would be so angry that they would vomit blood, right?
The days in prison were very boring, so Ling Xuewei looked for something to do. Since there was no one watching outside, she simply entered the space to practice.
Time passed quickly.
In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.
Ling Xuewei's injuries had also fully recovered, and at this time, there was finally movement outside.
She was taken out of the cell where she had been staying for seven days and brought back into the lobby of the execution hall. Above, Qiuxin was sitting, and beside him, there was another person standing.
It is Elder Siyuan.
"Kneel down!"
Ling Xuewei was pushed to the ground. Her blood-stained clothes, messy hair, and blood stains on her face made her look extremely embarrassed.
The thin body, kneeling alone in the hall, should obviously be a pitiful scene, but among all the disciples present, no one dared to look down upon him.
This is a tough guy who has been beaten for seventy times without saying a word, so why do they need their sympathy?
"Aren't you going to confess yet?"
Above, Qiu Xin asked solemnly.
"What does the elder want me to confess?" Ling Xuewei's voice was hoarse.
"Asking even though you know it!"
"Elder, please forgive me, I really don't understand."
"Dou Ming! Come and tell him!"
"Yes." Dou Ming stepped forward, "Geng He and Qu Wencheng were bitten by poison, and Zhang Hualiang was... tied to a tree for public display. Is this all your doing?"
Thinking of Zhang Hualiang's embarrassing scene, Dou Ming deliberately avoided that embarrassing point.
"Is there any evidence?" Ling Xuewei asked.
Zhang Hualiang choked.
If they could find evidence, why would they bother with him here?
"But in the entire Yunyin Sect, you are the only one suspected of committing the crime."
"Can a person be convicted just because of suspicion?"
Zhang Hualiang was speechless again.
He couldn't figure out why the young man could always silence him. As everyone knew, he actually felt that it was inappropriate to give in like this, so he couldn't refute.
"Hmph! You're so eloquent! It seems you won't shed tears until you see the coffin! Come on, load up the things!"
Qiuxin waved his hand, and immediately a disciple came up with two large boxes. The boxes were opened, and inside were all kinds of torture instruments, stained with blood, and giving off a gloomy aura.
The atmosphere in the lobby suddenly became tense!
"I'll give you one last chance! If you don't say anything, these guys will go through you one by one! By then, even if you want to, it will be too late."
Qiu Xin walked down slowly and said, "You have to think clearly. After confessing, the most you will receive is a whipping. You can still stay in the door to practice. But if you are subjected to so many torture instruments, even if you are lucky enough to survive, your body will be destroyed."
Well, for one mistake, I gave up a great future and became a useless person. Is it worth it?"
If it were anyone else, I am afraid that he would have been vacillating by this time.
Unfortunately, the target is Ling Xuewei.
When it came to this kind of forced training technique, she was even more slippery than Qiu Xin.
"It's really not worth it..." Ling Xuewei nodded seriously, then raised her head, "Why don't the elders show mercy and let me go? This way I don't have to embarrass myself, and the elders don't have to embarrass me either. Isn't it the best of both worlds?"
Ling Xuewika has big eyes and an innocent look on her face.
"you!"
"Pfft!"
Suddenly a laugh broke the stalemate.
"Junior brother!!"
Qiu Xin angrily glared at Siyuan who suddenly laughed. Siyuan waved his hands hurriedly, "Sorry, sorry, senior brother, please forgive me."
Then he stopped smiling and walked down, "Okay, senior brother, don't scare him, he has already seen it, what's the use of scaring him anymore?"
"You don't have to..." Qiu Xin stopped talking, and then glared at the young man on the ground fiercely, "You don't have great ability, but you have a lot of cleverness. Today, because someone is asking for mercy, I will let you go. Exit
This time, don’t fall into my hands again, otherwise... hum!"
After saying these words, Qiuxin walked away in a puff of her sleeves!
"Hey, senior brother..."
Siyuan looked at his leaving figure helplessly.
It was just as Ling Xuewei expected.
She had vaguely guessed before that Qiu Xin's previous actions were just to scare her deliberately so that she would not be afraid to confess. Otherwise, she would not have bothered her so much and would have just been sentenced to death.
plead……
His eyes fell on Elder Siyuan in front of him. Is it him?
"Okay, you come with me."
Ling Xuewei's eyes flashed, she got up and followed Siyuan out of the execution hall.
After the two people left, the disciples in the torture hall immediately started talking.
"Eh? Elder Siyuan? How could that happen?"
"What I heard with my own ears, can it be false?"
"Why did Elder Siyuan intercede for him? He is just an ordinary disciple from Qingxuan Academy, right?"
"So what? The only thing I can guess is that maybe it's because of Su Yuanzhi..."
"Su Yuanzhi? That's right. If it hadn't been for the disciple who broke into the house to intercede, how could Elder Siyuan have been dispatched to intercede for him personally? But since he has a relationship with Su Yuanzhi, why didn't he tell it before? We were carrying out the execution that day, and he was
I received seventy sticks, but I haven’t seen Senior Brother Su show up!”
"Who knows! We can't fathom the thoughts of these people above..."
…
Ling Xuewei followed Elder Siyuan out of the torture hall, and then returned to the disciples' courtyard. Because it was noon, there were not many people outside. When he reached a hidden place, he stopped and said, "I sent you here."
After saying that, he left.
"etc!"
Ling Xuewei stopped him, "Did Su Yuanzhi ask you to come?"
She still asked out her doubts.
"no."
Elder Siyuan sighed and turned around, "That's what he said."
Ling Xuewei was startled, watched Elder Siyuan walk away, and then smiled.
This Su Yuanzhi is really...
Looking at the medicine bottle in his hand, the smile on his face deepened.
Ling Xuewei returned to the disciples' courtyard and found that the house she was in had been sealed. (To be continued)