Traveling Through the Grave Robbers' Chronicles: Starting from Meeting You

"Second Elder, you are so arrogant! I think you will never give up! You are asking for trouble, don't blame me!"

Zhang Hanyan quickly and decisively inserted the spike into Qingsong's thigh. The insertion position was exactly the same as it was two years ago, without any error.

The familiar feeling of pain made Qingsong believe that what happened two years ago was really done by Zhang Hanyan. Although he could not speak in the past two years, he could clearly sense everything outside.

Back then, Qingsong, who was hit by the sleeping talisman, truly felt the pain in his thigh and the heat beside him when flames filled the sky.

"It turns out that what happened two years ago was really done by you!"

Qingsong, who had been tortured by the illusion for two years and was already exhausted, had no ability to resist at all. As the little blood in his body flowed away, his face looked even paler.

Zhang Hanyan smiled contemptuously, slowly pulled out the thorn, and wiped the blood off his clothes.

"I've already said it was me, but you didn't believe it. See, it's because you don't believe it that I have to prove it to you, so that you don't think I'm bragging."

She looked at the wound on Qingsong's thigh that was bleeding and exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh! The wound is so big? Hehe, please forgive me, Second Elder. I have spent two years on vacation abroad, so my skills are a little rusty."

Zhang Qiling, who was standing aside, just watched her talking nonsense seriously. He pursed his lips slightly, trying desperately to suppress the uncontrollable smile on his lips.

"Brother, let me use the dagger."

"Well, hold it carefully, it's very sharp."

Zhang Qiling placed the hilt of the knife in her hand and whispered a warning to her with concern, completely forgetting how vigorously Zhang Hanyan was wielding the sword.

"You know, I won't hurt myself. At most, I'll just accidentally leave a few wounds somewhere on the Second Elder's body."

Zhang Hanyan held the dagger and kept pointing it at Qingsong's body, with a serious look on her face as if she was really considering where to strike.

"Second Elder, the timer has started now. If you delay for one minute, I will cut you once. If you delay for two minutes, I will cut you twice, and so on.

I want to see whether the Second Elder's words are harder or the dagger in my hand is harder.

Oh! I forgot to tell you that this dagger was taken out by my brother and I in the ancient city of Sizhou. It is made of the same material as the black gold ancient sword."

Zhang Hanyan deliberately whispered the last half of the sentence into Qingsong's ear, at a volume that only the two of them could hear.

Zhang Qiling looked at Zhang Hanyan with a smug look on her face and Qingsong with a frightened look on his face in confusion, not understanding what she had said to make him so scared.

"Time flies. One minute is up. Second Elder, are you ready? I'm about to start!"

After Zhang Hanyan finished speaking, she quickly raised the dagger and stabbed it into Qingsong's right arm without waiting for Qingsong to answer, without giving him any time to react.

"what!!!"

Qingsong screamed in pain, but the sound was blocked by the barrier and not a single sound could be heard outside.

He stared out the window with wide eyes, hoping that the people guarding in the yard would hear his voice and rush in to save him.

As a result, he was bound to be disappointed.

He stared for a long time. It was quiet outside, which meant that no one noticed his shouting.

Zhang Hanyan saw Qingsong's intention. She moved sideways to block his view, with a faint sneer on her lips.

"Want someone to save you? They won't come. Tonight, even if I torture you to death and you scream, they won't hear you, and they won't come to save you!"

After she said that, she raised the dagger again and stabbed it into his arm again as Qingsong looked extremely frightened.

"Ah!!! I said! I said! Stop it, stop it!"

Qingsong gasped heavily, trying his best to endure the pain in his arms and thighs.

"I...I can tell you, but...there is a condition. If you don't agree, even if you kill me today, I won't tell you a single word!"

"I know. You just want me to not take you to that place of ice and fire again. I promise! Tell me, I want to know everything about my master."

Qingsong frowned as he looked at the dagger she was playing with. The dagger, which was shining coldly, was stained with his bright red blood.

"Zhang Yecheng is indeed in Guangxi, involved in the matter regarding the Zhang Family Ancient Tower. I really did not lie to you.

As for how I can contact him, there is a secret room in the house where I lived before. There is a dust-avoiding bead on the bookshelf in the secret room. The dust-avoiding bead can be used to contact him. "

Zhang Hanyan frowned. She really couldn't imagine that it was just a dust-repellent bead. Not only did it have the function of a night-shining pearl, but how could it also have the function of communication?

The Dust-Repellent Bead was in the space, but she couldn't take it out now.

"How to contact?"

Qingsong took a few deep breaths and said, "Use my elder token to get close to the Dust-Bidding Pearl, and it will attract a falcon trained by the Zhang family. It will deliver the letter to Zhang Yecheng and bring back the reply."

Zhang Hanyan rolled her eyes speechlessly. She had thought it was some high-end method of communication, like a shadow mirror or something like that.

I didn't expect that they just summoned falcons and used them to communicate with each other.

"Where is your elder token?"

Qingsong looked at his pillow, hinting that the elder token was pressed under his pillow.

"Brother, take the dagger first."

Zhang Hanyan stretched out her hand and handed over the dagger, but she never expected that Zhang Qiling had no intention of taking it.

She looked at him in confusion, and before she could ask, he had already walked onto Qingsong's bed and pulled away the pillow on the inside of the bed.

The shiny black elder's token lay quietly on the mattress, and the black bird totem carved on it was lifelike.

Placed together with the token was a dagger that shone with a cold light and could cut through iron like mud.

He picked up the token, stepped onto the bed, and handed the token to Zhang Hanyan.

"for you."

"Oh, thank you."

The moment Zhang Hanyan took the token, a look of disappointment flashed across Qingsong's eyes.

He originally wanted to take out the dagger hidden under the pillow while Zhang Hanyan was bending over to fumble for the token, and take the opportunity to kill her and avenge himself!

But he never expected that Zhang Qiling would walk directly to the bed, take out the token and hand it to her.

His plan failed and his only chance to take action disappeared, so he was naturally extremely disappointed.

When Zhang Hanyan saw the dagger and the flash of panic on Qingsong's face, she instantly understood what he was planning.

"Second Elder, you really have evil intentions!"

She transformed her fingers into orchids, with red light lingering on her fingertips. "This is a new spell. It will allow you to experience the feeling of suffocation from being submerged in water and the fear of falling from a great height!"

Qingsong widened his eyes in horror and struggled to move backwards until he had nowhere to retreat.

"No! You promised not to send me back! You broke your promise!"

"I only promised not to send you back to the Ice and Fire Purgatory, but I didn't promise not to let you go to the new Purgatory!

Besides, you seem to agree readily on the surface, but you are full of sinister calculations behind the scenes. As long as you are awake, it will not be of any benefit to me and my brother!

Therefore, it is better for you to be trapped in purgatory! At least, it is much easier to control you than to kill you!"

Qingsong saw with his own eyes Zhang Hanyan inject that ball of red light into his body while struggling and begging for mercy, but in an instant, he felt the suffocating feeling of being dragged like water.

Once again, he ended up with his soul trapped and his body falling into a deep sleep, unable to move.