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In a few breaths, Xiao Fangchi arrived at Canglang Pavilion.

Almost instantly, he found that the formation he had set up was completely shattered.

My heart suddenly hit the bottom.

He walked quickly outside the dormitory.

The door to the dormitory was closed, but his hands were shaking and he didn't dare to push it open.

After struggling for a few seconds, he finally pushed the door open.

How to describe the scene when Xiao Fangchi saw Song Huaiqing again.

His face suddenly turned pale, and his brain lost all thinking ability at this moment. He could hardly believe that this was the master he was carefully protecting.

Song Huaiqing knelt in the center of the dormitory, his wrists were suspended by chains, his back was hunched, his head almost dropped to the ground, and his original black hair turned into white hair, spread messily on the ground.

The clothes on his body were in tatters, and the originally white undershirt was stained red by blood.

The ground was covered with large swathes of blood, extending from his back to the front of the bed, traces left by someone dragging him along.

There was blood elsewhere in the house, more or less.

A red patch.

The white hair became the only other color among all the reds, which was extremely dazzling and made his eyes hurt.

Xiao Fangchi's feet softened, he staggered, and fell to his knees on the ground, tears pouring out uncontrollably.

Iris, who followed closely behind, had her pupils trembling, covered her mouth in disbelief, and immediately fell to her knees with a plop.

"Immortal Lord——!"

Xiao Fangchi hurriedly walked to Song Huaiqing on his knees, reaching out to touch him, but his hands were shaking so much that he suddenly didn't dare again when he was in mid-air.

His mouth opened again and again, but no sound came out.

At this moment, he even lost the ability to speak.

He wanted to break through the shackles and call the person in front of him gently, but he couldn't open his mouth, and his throat seemed to be blocked.

Finally, after a long while.

“Ahhhhhh——!!!”

Xiao Fangchi held his head and roared heartbreakingly.

A loud "rumbling" sound was heard, dark clouds gathered on the top of Canglang Pavilion, and tornadoes rolled up all around, and all the flying snowflakes were sucked in.

Qi and blood surged in the chest, and a large mouthful of blood was vomited out.

"Teacher, Master..."

Xiao Fangchi waved his sleeves and robe, and the chains were broken. Song Huaiqing was hit to the ground by his wrists, and his whole body was like a pile of mud.

He stretched out his hands tremblingly, carefully pulling the person into his arms as gently as possible.

Xiao Fangchi's whole hand was shaking, "Master, don't scare me."

He felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

After practicing the demonic skills, he could no longer convey spiritual power to his master.

The last time, it was just like this, the master disappeared into thin air in his arms.

Could it be that if he had to do it again, he would still be unable to do anything?

Can't he still change his destiny?

Despair spread in my heart, followed by panic.

No! Will not! !

Xiao Fangchi quickly took out a large bottle of healing elixir from his storage bag, and tremblingly pushed aside the white hair in front of Song Huaiqing's face. When he saw it clearly, he was startled again.

Song Huaiqing's face was ruined.

The criss-crossing knife marks covered it, and the entire face was beyond recognition.

Only then did he notice that Song Huaiqing's mouth was opening and closing slightly, as if he was saying something.

He quickly moved closer, but unfortunately the voice was too weak and difficult to hear clearly.

He calmed down and listened carefully. After listening for a while, he finally heard it clearly.

Song Huaiqing said -

"X-Chi...I'm sorry, kill, kill me..."

Over and over again, this is what I said.

Song Huaiqing was almost unconscious, and the little bit of consciousness he had left supported him to keep repeating this sentence.

Xiao Fangchi felt another extremely severe pain in his heart, making him almost breathless.

"Master, it's my fault that I came late. I shouldn't have left."

He tremblingly put the elixir into Song Huaiqing's mouth, and tremblingly checked the injuries on the master's body.

Outside the dormitory, a crowd of people, led by Iris, knelt.

Everyone kept their heads lowered and did not dare to express their anger.

Iris couldn't help crying, feeling extremely regretful and hating herself.

Why couldn't she discover something was wrong? If she had discovered it earlier, the Immortal Lord would not have suffered such torture.

For almost two whole days, she could not imagine what kind of inhuman torture the Immortal Lord, who had lost all his spiritual power and was extremely weak, suffered.

Just looking at the mess in the dormitory is shocking.

……

Dark clouds are still gathering towards Canglang Pavilion, and the wind and frost are raging.

When Song Xuchuan and the others arrived, they saw this scene.

There were people kneeling outside Canglang Pavilion.

The two of them looked through the crowd and saw Song Huaiqing, who was already bloody, in Xiao Fangchi's arms.

At that moment, they didn't even think it was as serious as the sky falling.

"Junior brother—!!"

The two shouted in unison and rushed towards the dormitory at the same time.

The change also occurred at this moment.

I saw a person who looked exactly like Xiao Fangchi appearing in the dormitory.

Xiao Fangchi was distracted for a moment.

At this moment, Song Huaiqing disappeared in his arms.

"Hahahahaha."

Crazy laughter echoed throughout the world.

"Xiao Fangchi" lifted Song Huaiqing's neck and stood in the air.

The elegant white clothes, not stained by dust, formed a sharp contrast with Song Huaiqing in front of him.

"Return Master to me."

Xiao Fangchi stared at "Xiao Fangchi", and spiritual power gradually rose in his palms.

Song Xuchuan on the side whizzed past with a sword move.

"Xiao Fangchi" didn't panic at all, and didn't even look at him. He just said calmly: "Ling Yue."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Yue flashed in front of him and resolved the sword move.

After doing all this, Ling Yue stood respectfully next to "Xiao Fangchi".

"Xiao Fangchi" glanced at Song Xuchuan, Song Xiaoye and Xiao Fangchi casually.

"Don't get excited. If anyone takes action again, I will use Song Huaiqing to block him. I would like to advise you that in his current state, if he really blocks him, he will definitely die."

Song Xiaoye clenched her fists and almost bit her lip before she restrained the urge to rush forward: "Who are you?"

The junior brother is in his hands. He must not be impulsive. He must not be impulsive.

she kept saying to herself.

"It doesn't matter who I am." "Xiao Fangchi" said with a smile on his face and in a good mood, "Do you want to know what I did to Song Huaiqing in the past two days?"

Without waiting for their answer, he continued: "I picked off his tendons and hamstrings, pinched his backbone inch by inch, gave him various poisons that penetrated the intestines, and slashed his face all over. rotten.

Use the knife to slowly cut open the flesh on his body, and then watch the blood flow like a stream, staining his clothes and bedroom red.

Do you know how nice his roars and whimpers of pain sound? It is simply the most beautiful music in the world. I have never heard such a beautiful sound. It makes me so excited.

But I know you all care about him, so I keep hanging on to his life. Am I very considerate? "

Song Huaiqing was in such a tragic and embarrassing state, and it was he who had caused it himself.

Just thinking about it made his blood boil.

Simply wonderful.