After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

Turning his eyes in an instant, Pei Jiaoran's eyes passed over everyone, his eyes as deep as a spring hidden with calculations. These people may have their own thoughts, but what she just said has tied everyone to the same boat with them. If you want to get off the boat safely, you must work together. Otherwise, they will be overwhelmed by the coming storm.

His eyes fell on Li Xiujing again, and Pei Jiaoran's eyes were filled with confusion. Although she had competed with him in her previous life, and felt that warriors were not good at political planning, she had to admit that Li Xiujing was a leader, well versed in political planning, and his talent was far better than other warriors in the court. Such a person, if he were not born in Longxi, would probably be able to go even higher. The identity of the Guanlong family finally made the king more suspicious of him.

After gathering his thoughts, Pei Jiaoran cupped his hands and said, "I still have important matters to deal with, so I'll take my leave first."

Li Xiujing heard the words and nodded, watching the light green disappear into the deep night.

In a daze, he felt that although the bright colors under the lights all over the city were eye-catching, they were far less impressive than the scheming look he had just standing in the hall with his lips and teeth moving. Such beauty is enough to make people abandon everything and wish they could fall into it. No wonder people often say that beauty is in the bones, not the skin. Her beauty is not in her skin, but in the talent and magnanimity that covers her bones and exudes from within, making her extraordinarily moving.

He raised his lips and smiled. Li Xiujing thought that there have been countless beauties throughout the ages, but those whose skin is covered with beauty are nothing more than the dew of the night in the morning, and a pink skeleton in the evening. Only those who are nourished by power can write history again.

After the discussion was over, everyone dispersed. Pei Jiaoran also returned to the county house and went straight to the prison.

Standing in front of the cell door with his hands behind his hands, Pei Jiaoran raised his lips and asked, "Tubo people?"

Speak fluent Tubo.

Hearing her words, the man was stunned. He snorted coldly and looked away.

"Who gave you the map?" Pei Jiaoran stared at him and continued to ask.

The man still didn't speak, but moved and turned his back to Pei Jiaoran. He seemed to be ignoring him.

"Don't tell me?" Pei Jiaoran lowered his eyes with a smile on his lips, "Chu You bring him over. I have a way to make him talk."

After saying that, Pei Jiaoran turned around and walked to the side of the cell.

Chu Youying opened the door and ordered two soldiers to escort the man and follow Pei Jiaoran.

Stopping in front of a cell, the wind blowing towards my face carried a cold air. There were torture instruments on the walls, so it was obvious that this was a torture chamber.

Pei Jiaoran turned to look at the man with an unwilling face, and raised his lips. After calling for the soldiers to tie him to the torture rack, he walked to the torture device and frowned in thought.

Each torture instrument was black and shiny, obviously having been used for a long time.

He picked up a whip and weighed it in his hand. Pei Jiaoran walked to the torture rack and smiled sternly, "I know that those selected like you are all dead soldiers. Not only are their bones hard, but their mouths are also tough."

The man looked at her and sneered, his eyes filled with hatred.

Pei Jiaoran nodded, gently raised his hand and waved a whip, "Don't worry, I'm very kind."

Chu You on the side couldn't help but look up after hearing this. Since the last time he saw Pei Jiaoran, who committed a murder in a public house, he didn't feel that this Mingfu was as amiable as he appeared. Now this sounds really weird.

After whipping the opponent dozens of times in succession, Pei Jiaoran suddenly threw the whip aside. He looked carefully at the man whose clothes were in shreds and whose body was bleeding. Her peach blossom eyes were filled with ridicule.

"If you give up on this, I won't tell you." The man spat at her and said angrily.

Pei Jiaoran quickly stepped aside to avoid the mouthful of blood, "You already said it."

"what?"

Ignoring the surprise in the man's eyes, Pei Jiaoran stepped forward and tore open the man's clothes. Looking at the tattoo on his chest, he pulled his lips sarcastically and said, "The Tubo regard Chi Dun Cha as their ancestor, so they like to have Chi Dun Cha tattooed on their chests to ensure their safety."

"You guys go out and put out all the lights." Pei Jiaoran turned to look at Chu You, "then lock the door."

Hearing this, Chu You nodded, blew out the candles and led the others out.

The sound of the chains shaking was heard, and a smile appeared on Pei Jiaoran's lips. He took out a dagger from his sleeve and slowly put the tip against the man's chest.

"I heard that you Tibetans are most afraid of incomplete corpses. Because you will be abandoned by the gods, you can only associate with the devils on the snowy mountains." Smelling the smell of blood, Pei Jiaoran's tone gradually slowed down, "What do you think I should do first?"

"You female Rakshasa, the gods will not let you go."

Hearing the word "female Rakshasa", Pei Jiaoran raised his head in confusion and said calmly: "I don't know if God will let me go. But you probably won't be able to see your God. Dahan, is that your name?" "

After saying that, the dagger in his hand stabbed down a few inches.

"How do you know!" Dahan asked through gritted teeth.

"Your people said so themselves." Pei Jiaoran smiled, "They abandoned you."

Staring at Pei Jiaoran angrily, Dahan scolded: "Impossible! We are not as cold-blooded as you Wei people. You can't even think of deceiving me."

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran nodded thoughtfully and stabbed Dahan twice more.

A wail suddenly sounded in his ears, and Pei Jiaoran frowned.

"Noisy." Pei Jiaoran retreated to the table and sat down, playing with the dagger in his hand. "I just left a few cuts on your body. There is blood dripping right now. Do you feel it?"

The deliberately elongated ending makes people more frightened.

He looked at Dahan who was trembling due to pain and fear. Pei Jiaoran curled his lips, held his breath and slowed down to walk to the bucket. He scooped up a ladle of water and tilted his hand slightly.

The sound of "tick-tick" water sounded in the dark and silent torture chamber. Especially harsh.

The water collected little by little at Dahan's feet.

The smell of blood floats in the air.

"Oh, this blood is almost forming a stream. I don't know if your gods will come to save you." Pei Jiaoran stepped on the puddle of water under his feet and said in a cold tone, "When your blood dries up, I will find you." How about a craftsman peeling off your skin and making it into a kite? Then you can go to your gods."

Dahan's face became increasingly pale.

Staring at Dahan, Pei Jiaoran said, "Why haven't your companions come to rescue you yet? But I don't think they will come." After speaking, the wooden ladle in her hand tilted again.

The water fell to the ground and rippled.

"Do you feel cold now? It doesn't matter. Wait for the blood to flow for a while, and you won't be cold anymore. Chuyou, go catch some blood-sucking bugs." Pei Jiaoran shouted outside.

"Okay." Chu You responded loudly.

Pei Jiaoran walked around the house, stroking the fabric of his clothes. His eyes were like frost and snow.

"Dahan, those insects have crawled over. They will suck your blood and turn you into a human frame." Leaning beside the table, Pei Jiaoran looked at Dahan with soft eyes.

As if feeling something, Dahan twisted wildly.

While Dahan was struggling, Pei Jiaoran slipped out quietly.

"Mingfu, will he be okay like this?" Chu You whispered.

"Starve him all night and continue the trial tomorrow morning." Glancing at the sweat on Chu You's forehead, Pei Jiaoran smiled and said, "Xiao Chu, don't be so scared."

Chu You backed away repeatedly, shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid, I am not afraid."

Chu You's appearance made her lips curl up in amusement. Pei Jiaoran turned around and walked to the guard room on the other side, where he sat with a cup of tea.

"Mingfu, do you want to go back and have a rest?" Chu You asked the town soldiers to bring the brazier over, and Chu You said, "I'm here to guard you."

"No need. I will interrogate him again later."

Just before dawn, Pei Jiaoran returned to the execution room again.

At this time, Dahan was already dying and heard movement at the door. After Pei Jiaoran came in, he uttered a name in an extremely weak voice.

"Oil mill."

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran nodded and looked thoughtfully at the unconscious Dahan, "Take him down for treatment first."