Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

Torture finally resumed.

The torrential yin current poured back again, and the chill that broke out in the yin stone hit the drowsy and dying demon king who was hung on the top of the golden frame.

"Ah...!!" Lin Lingqing was forced to open his pupils abruptly by the severe pain of the explosion all over his body, but the pupils suddenly faded away, leaving nothing empty.

The pale lips trembled in vain, but it was difficult to breathe out, and what kept gushing out was blackened blood.

In the dungeon, blood and cold air rushed straight, and after the meager hope was crushed, it turned into a hundred times and a thousand times to destroy everyone's will.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!!"

"Bastard, I killed you!!"

The cries of the former subjects and subjects on the verge of collapse could no longer reach Lin Lingqing's ears, nor could the faces with tearing eyes be reflected in his eyes.

"Ah... ah," he lost consciousness, even though he had already clenched his teeth tightly, a broken voice unconsciously leaked out from his suffocated throat, and his pupils dilated more and more.

The turbulent yin qi crazily rushed to the body, the thin body could no longer bear such torture, it rose up and down against the iron thorn fiercely, and the gold frame and gold wire collided with a crisp sound.

The sound became louder and more urgent like a shower, and louder and more urgent.Jingle, jingle, jingle, jingle!

The Outer God laughed out loud.Wu Shang walked in front of Jin Jia, and suddenly raised his hand to strangle Lin Lingqing's blood-stained chin: "Beg for mercy, and ask the city's magician to return to the city to save you, and I will tell the Yin Liu to stop."

His eyes were bewitching: "If not...the dark current can be added."

Severe pain and cold stimulated every nerve tip.Lin Lingqing's mind sometimes gathered and disappeared while he was upside down, he just tightened his thin lips and stopped making a sound.

He couldn't... open his mouth.

He is the emperor, if he collapses in front of the eyes of everyone at this time, and collapses, crying and begging for mercy... He is afraid that all the demon cultivators here will completely collapse and despair.

But he really couldn't take it anymore, Yin Qi was biting his internal organs, his whole body was convulsing unbearably, he couldn't take it anymore, he really couldn't...

Lin Lingqing's consciousness was still suffering under torture, but his body riddled with holes had already passed its limit, and could no longer contain all the Yin Current.

The Yin Qi used for execution rushed down from the iron chain, and cruelly injected into the bodies of the mother and daughter who were kneeling under the Demon Lord——

The first thing that sounded was a childish but heart-piercing scream.

It was the girl of the city guard chief.She was still so young, only four or five years old, shivering in fear all the time.

Until this moment, that tender body bounced up suddenly, like a little white rabbit that had been thrown into the frying pan alive.

"Ah!! Mother, mother——"

The girl cried bitterly, rolled over, and hit the ground with her forehead.The deadly iron hook was inserted into her back, from which Yin Qi squeezed into the small flesh and blood body.

"It hurts, it hurts!! Mother saved Taotao, ah...save Taotao..."

The girl's back quickly began to rot and turn black, exposing the white bones.The child rolled his eyes, held his chest and vomited blood, which was horrible.

The mother she called out weakly had disheveled hair and was holding her daughter in tears, "My child, my child... Mother is here, ah, mother is holding you..."

Lin Lingqing struggled as the high hanging golden thread swayed.His meridians began to rupture, flesh and blood exploded one after another, and large pieces of bright red sprinkled on the gold frame.

Scorched black corrosion wounds spread to the face that was once clean and beautiful, and the eyelids that were as heavy as lead were trembling and half-opened.

In front of my eyes...it seemed to be raining, a blur of mist.

"Taotao, mother's dear little treasure..." The woman trembled all over, pressing her hands on the girl's frail neck, wanting to give the child a less painful end.

However, before she could use her strength, the dark current also descended on the poor mother.The woman screamed and collapsed to the ground, unable to move anymore.

The prison was dark, and the Heavenly God who was in charge of Yinshi's execution was dripping with cold sweat, "Master, this demon seems, he really can't stand it... the meridian is broken, this..."

The golden-eyed man looked at Lin Lingqing with horror.He didn't believe that there was really a lowly species in the lower realm who could persevere to such an extent under the torture of Yin Qi and still not let go.

"This person is going to be brought back to the upper realm. If he dies, the Lord will definitely blame him."

Wu Shang's tone was casual: "Then take another soul-suppressing pill and hang him for life."

He narrowed his golden eyes, and said impatiently: "Isn't Lin Mojun stubborn? I want to hear him yell for help today!"

"But... These days, he has taken thirty or forty soul-suppressing pills intermittently. I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of, this is the most wonderful cauldron, how could it break easily."

Soon, the red-stained jaw was forced open, the elixir was put into the mouth, and swallowed back together with the blood from the throat.

Wu Shang played with a dark stone in his hand, and said in a dark voice: "I want you to watch clearly how your people died, this is the end of disobedience to God's will."

After all, the Yin stone in his hand pierced the Demon Lord's heart mercilessly, and squeezed hard towards the bloody wound——

"—Ah...!" Lin Lingqing's eyes widened suddenly to the extreme, the last gleam of clear light shook wildly in the depths, and blood gradually dripped from the eye sockets.

But he just yelled like that.

Wu Shang was a little irritable, he grabbed the slender white neck that was just a few feet away, with a crazy light in his eyes, he stabbed the Yin stone half an inch deep into the bloody heart: "How does this taste? Please, Your Majesty the Devil!" Do not beg for mercy?"

... Lin Lingqing could no longer struggle, and he would twitch weakly from time to time, but only vomited blood, but still did not speak.

After a few breaths, his heart pulse suddenly burst under the Yin Qi... The golden thread jingled and rattled, and he heard many people crying from far away.

He heard someone whimpering nearby: "Your Majesty...you can call out, you can call out..."

"We can't bear it anymore, don't fight against these people..."

...Ridiculous, Lin Lingqing secretly laughed at himself.He would actually have such illusions of weakness, and he was still afraid of pain.

At this moment, Lin Lingqing vaguely felt that the pain in his body had diminished, and he even vaguely felt that he could endure it.

God outside the sky will not kill him, so as long as he can survive...

The field of vision became more and more blurred, and it seemed that white waves were beating in front of my eyes.

In the mist, he seemed to have returned to Taiqing Island. He rolled up a snow suit and slept under the shade of a tree with his Tunan sword on his pillow.Half asleep and half awake, Xun San broke the strings while playing the piano.

The ensuing severe pain pulled him back to the dark dungeon of Snow Bone City. It wasn't the strings that broke, but another meridian of his.

Yin Qi quickly flowed in the broken body, Lin Lingqing's eyes were choked with black blood, his withered fingers were still hanging weakly on the thin chain that tied the mother and daughter, twitching and wanting to hold it tightly.

He also thought obsessively: as long as he can survive...as long as...can not let go...

But that finger just couldn't move, and he couldn't find even a little bit of strength from his bones and blood anymore.

"..." Lin Lingqing opened his eyes blankly, he tried again and again, tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, submerged in the blood and darkness.

He didn't understand why... it was so difficult and painful just to tighten his fingers.

He clearly felt that what he could and must do, was so powerless at this moment.

He exhausted his blood, his liver and gallbladder burst with pain, but he still couldn't keep the quicksand between his fingers.The things he wanted to protect were blowing away with the wind one by one, out of reach...out of reach.

"God, look, he is crying!"

As if this drop of tears catalyzed the excitement in the devil's heart, several men in white shirts and golden eyes who were serving Wu Shang while tortured, roared loudly and laughed.

For so many days, no matter how much he tortured him, the emperor refused to show his weakness, which invisibly gave these people from outside the sky too much anxiety and pressure, and perhaps even a little bit of fear.

"What are you pretending to be unyielding, it's not...hehe."

"Hahahaha! If he dies, he dies!!"

So all these cruelties were released at this moment, intensified, and the demons danced wildly.

Finally, the No.12 meridian broke.

The world is quiet.

Everything fell into deathly silence.

Lin Lingqing was forced to raise her face.

Wu Shang forced him to look at the current situation.

On the damp prison ground, the girl was limp in her mother's arms, her head and neck crooked.The woman's beautiful eyes were still staring straight at him, as if tears were about to burst out of her eyes.

But they were already two scorched corpses that were backlashed by Yin Qi.

Wu Shang laughed loudly, "Come on, take out the medium and low-level demons from the prison, put them under the golden frame, and fill them with Yin Qi!"

"Early tomorrow morning, hang this devil on the gate of Snow Bone City, I see if he begs for mercy!"

This night, more than a hundred demon cultivators died.

All twelve meridians in Lin Lingqing's body were cut off, and he could no longer retain even a trace of yin energy.He could only watch helplessly until there were no more tears to shed.

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"Master!"

"Senior Brother... Wake up! Why are you uncomfortable!?"

I don't know how long he has sunk in the old memories, a solid arm suddenly stretched out from the boundless darkness, hugging him tightly.

Lin Lingqing opened his eyes suddenly, he gritted his teeth and curled up in the depths of the wedding bed, tightly clutching the quilt under him with his five fingers, the red quilt embroidered with gold thread was wrinkled under his fingers, soaked in sweat again .

Fang Zhiyuan's anxious brows were vaguely revealed in the night. He stepped onto the bed and wrapped Lin Lingqing in his arms, "Brother, look at me... look at me!"

He was already sleepy because he was worried about Lin Lingqing, and the sudden disordered breathing around him in the middle of the night woke him up almost instantly.

In the darkness, Lin Lingqing was just panting, and the depths of his pupils were filled with fog layer by layer.

He frowned with difficulty, and spit out broken sentences with blood mixed between his lips: "It's me... Am I wrong..."

But every step in these two lives was clearly taken by him without complaint or regret.

He has been struggling to move forward, not looking back, not staying.He has always believed that as long as he is strong enough and fearless, even the stars in the sky can be held in his hands.

If this is also wrong, where did he make the mistake, where did he make the mistake——! ?

The Milky Way hangs upside down, and memories go back crazily.Lin Lingqing's face gradually turned pale, and his breathing became more and more rapid.He coughed repeatedly, and more blood gushed out from between his tightly pressed thin lips, all staining the front of Fang Zhiyuan's clothes.

Fang Zhiyuan's face had already turned pale, and his fingers were trembling at the moment, "Brother...you, don't scare me, just talk to me..."