I Jianghu

"Have you found anyone?" Nangong Jue asked leisurely in the dungeon.

"Return...return to the leader...no...no." The voice of the person who answered was trembling because of fear.

"Trash!" Nangong Juewei waved his hand, and with a "bang", the man flew upside down, fell to the opposite wall, and slid down the wall slowly, he was out of breath.

"Keep searching for me! If you can't find it in the mountains, look outside for me. You have to find it even if you dig three feet in the ground for a radius of a hundred miles!" One person smiled lightly, which was a hidden message of being tied to the torture rack.Lianhui agreed to him, and he was not worried about their safety because there were people from the arts department.As long as they leave Longying Mountain, Huahua World will belong to the Ministry of Art, and Nangongjue's people will not have a chance to catch them.

Nangong never heard his laughter, and said solemnly, "My lord, your abacus is not very good. If one equals one, Nangong will not lose."

Yin Yan was in a good mood, and it was rare for him to reply, "It's fine if you think it's not a loss."

As if punching cotton, Nangong Jue was extremely angry, and the punching bag happened to be in front of him, so there seemed no need to hold back.He got up and walked in front of Yinyan, grabbed a wound on Yinyan's left shoulder with his right hand, and inserted/inserted his five fingers little by little, "Do you think you will have a second chance to commit suicide?" With a "click", Yinyan His left shoulder was taken off.Without stopping for a moment, Nangong Jue grabbed his right shoulder again, and there was another sound of separation of flesh and blood.

Yin Yan frowned tightly, and there was a tiny groan/groan in his throat.He could have endured this kind of pain originally, but the serious injury on his body has not healed, and because of his blindness, his body has become extremely sensitive.Although it was only a small sound, Nangongjue still heard it, "Isn't the leader very tolerant? Why? I can't bear it like this? If you ask me, I can also consider letting you take a rest today. After all, The days ahead will be tough."

Nangong Jue's voice was full of temptation, and it also made people unconsciously afraid of the methods behind it. If such coercion and temptation were placed on ordinary people, they might be compromised, but hidden words are different after all.In pain, he only heard the first half of the sentence, and Nangong Jue's sarcasm made him feel a little bored.

"Well, it hurts a bit." A faint voice, speaking of the simplest facts, when people are in pain, they will naturally yell to vent. He just doesn't like to make a lot of noise, and most of the time he can bear it as long as he can bear it. It doesn't matter if you can't stand it.

However, in Nangongjue's eyes, such an answer was no different from provocation. He sneered, never thinking of being merciful, especially at this moment of tyranny, "I will let you say this later."

"Yin Yan never regrets, and even if he regrets, he won't let you know." The cold sweat didn't stop, and the pain didn't decrease at all, but Yin Yan was in a good mood.Mother woke up, Tu Mu was rescued, and with Zhuo Yi and the others in Tianyuan, there was nothing to worry about.As for Nangong Jue, someone will take care of it.From Yin Yan's point of view, none of the people he cares about would take the initiative to provoke Nangong Jue, since there is no danger, then the matter is out of his consideration.

The shoulders that were removed had not been installed for a long time, and the connection had begun to swell. In order to prevent Yin Yan from escaping, Nangong Jue also asked someone to wear Yin Yan's lute bone. He repeated it several times, putting it on, tearing it off, and wearing it again. On the ground, the wound caused by the iron chain was ruthlessly ravaged again and again, and it expanded completely.Yin Yan couldn't help thinking, Nangong Jue really thinks highly of him, in fact, he has long since lost the ability to escape, and even the desire to escape is not so strong anymore.Different from the previous "planning", this time he played a deadly move for himself, but unfortunately...he didn't succeed.

Finally, the iron chain hangs down from both sides of the lute bone, and is inserted/inserted into two burning charcoal braziers. The scorching temperature is passed through the iron chain to the pierced blood mouth little by little, and the blood drops slowly along the back with the sweat. After staying, the sound of "呵呵" accompanied by white smoke came out of the connection, and the room soon filled with a strange smell.Yin Yan raised his head higher and higher, his lips were already bitten, but it was his only leverage, and he couldn't even hold his fists!

It lasted like this for a stick of incense, until the wound was scorched black, Nangong Jue asked someone to remove the brazier, Yin Yan's head drooped down as the temperature dropped, and his consciousness was a little blurred.Nangongjue dragged him in front of him by the iron chain that had become cold, and looked down condescendingly: "Do you think this is the end?" Stepping on Yinyan's bloody back, Nangongjue was by his ear, Said in a low but sinister voice, "I won't let you go easily, keep you, I'll be of great use!"

The pain made Yin Yan regain a little consciousness, but he no longer had the strength to speak. He lay on the ground, allowing himself to sink into the darkness bit by bit.No matter what Nangong Jue means, it has nothing to do with him...

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At nightfall, Yin Yan was taken into a secret room, the iron chains on his shoulder blades were not removed, so that his weak hands were freed from unnecessary restraints, but his feet were fixed with heavy shackles.His white clothes had already turned grayish white and were stained with blood.In the afternoon, Nangong never asked anyone to deliberately torture Yinyan, and gave him enough rest time. Yinyan knew that Nangong would never be so kind. This only shows that the next punishment must be very difficult.

After locking the two ends of the iron chain on both sides of a stone platform, everyone retreated, only Nangongjue and Yinyan were left in the room.

"Let Tu Mu go, the leader can only bear it." Nangong Jue touched Yinyan's acupuncture point, made him sit cross-legged, and jumped behind him.

"What did you do to Tu Mu?"

"Hehe, the leader doesn't care, what do I want to do to you?" Nangong Jue sat down and put his hands on his back, "That kid is too far away, and he can't be killed easily. It's hard work for me, my lord It’s different, I think I can bear it no matter what.”

Yin Yan frowned slightly, feeling the traces of internal force coming from the palm behind him, and the next second, the soaring internal force suddenly spread all over his body, as if he had been hit hard in the back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, Yin Yan frowned Immediately locked deeper.Nangong Jue didn't give him the slightest chance to catch his breath. The internal energy was surging in Yin Yan's body, and more and more, as if he wanted to pierce his internal organs!All the wounds on his body were split open, and the blood left along the bloody openings, spreading all over his body, as if he was wearing a bloody coat.With the flowing zhenqi, sometimes the body feels like being bathed in a sea of ​​fire, sometimes like falling into an ice cellar, the consciousness has drifted away, and it is pulled back to reality again and again, unable to struggle, unable to escape.He wanted to roar, but the only way to vent was suppressed by the master with strong consciousness. He raised his head high, and blood flowed from his mouth in streams, down his neck and down his body, staining the entire stone platform red.There is nowhere to vent, it is hard to suppress, it seems that there is no end to the pain, there is no reason to despair, the whole night, finally, a small groan/groan finally leaked from the master's clenched steel teeth, but there was only one sound.

When Nangongjue heard it, he smiled slightly and leaned forward, "I deliberately didn't seal your vocal acupoint, sir, please don't let me down."

In a word, even the only groan/groan was swallowed by Yin Yan.He is obviously not a person who likes to be serious, but facing Nangong Jue, he really does not subconsciously want to satisfy the other party.Although the memory has disappeared, the deep hatred at the beginning should be deeply rooted in my heart.

The internal strength that a person can bear is limited, and it must be honed from a young age and gradually developed, otherwise there will be pain of broken bones and tendons, and the danger of exploding to death.In order to achieve quick results, Nangong used crooked means to increase his internal energy soaring. Although there was no serious problem at ordinary times, the soaring internal energy would lose control little by little at midnight, causing his body to tear like severe pain.Someone must act as a human pillar, let him put all his internal energy on that person, and after four hours, pass his internal energy back into his body, so that he can just sit back and wait for the benefits to be realized, and the human pillar will bear the shattering pain for him. Just pain.

The long and fine pain was transmitted clearly from the inside of the body to the brain, like magma pouring into every inch of the bone seam, like countless needles being drawn/inserted between the meridians, and what was even more frightening was that his eyes were black and black, but he passed out Can't do it, the feeling is always there, and it's getting clearer and clearer, it's not that he doesn't want to escape into that sweet darkness, but he can't do it, not even for a moment.

The stimulation was too strong, and even the blood oozed from the uninjured skin, not to mention those open wounds.The real crushing of bones is nothing more than that. Those who are not afraid of suffering and death have probably never tasted it.Death is really not terrible, what is terrible... is the despair that life is worse than death.

"Ah!!!!" The corners of Nangong Jue's mouth rippling with the roar.He said in vain that we are human beings, not gods. No matter how we can endure it, there is a limit after all, isn't it?

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Preview of the next chapter:

Awake, without any warning, there is no other feeling in the whole body except pain. The roar last night made Yin Yan's throat unable to make any sound, but he still gritted his teeth habitually, silently enduring the bone-eroding pain.