The devil has brought his family's Heavenly Tribulation down again

The glass was pressed against Lu Yang's lips, and the silvery and heavy liquid, like mercury balls, slowly and irresistibly slid into his throat.

During the process of being forced to swallow the poison/medicine, Lu Yang had already calmed down, his eyelashes were lowered, his face was stiff and indifferent, and there was no longer any ups and downs in his expression.

Such a dull Lu Yang displeased Wu Zhen very much.

"Tell you not to look at me like that, who told you not to look at me directly?"

"..."

"Look at me!"

"..."

"Okay, what a proud man! If you don't eat a toast and take a fine wine, you are not afraid that I will really kill you?!"

Lu Yang's eyes were loose, as if he didn't hear at all.

There was an awkward silence in the room.

Seeing that Lu Yang's eyelids were drooping, he neither struggled nor sarcastically, and put on a [-]% ignoring posture, Wu Zhen's heart suddenly burst into a few ferocious flames.

Although the substantive emotional fire was suppressed by him immediately, it brought quite good results.

At least, now he no longer has that kind of morbid excitement, and his brain, which was about to explode due to the impact of various emotions, has also let go of some anger. Although he is not as cold and calm as before he turned his face, he can still turn around.

So he straightened up, pretending that those stupid words just now did not exist, and turned to another topic:

"Forget it, you don't want to look at me... It's just senior brother, you don't want to ask, how did I come back alive with memories? You don't want to know why you fell into such a situation?"

"……Um?"

This sentence looks quite lethal.Lu Yang uttered a word unsteadily, his eyes gradually moved up bit by bit, and finally focused on Wu Zhen's face.

As soon as he uttered a word, the brows of his brows were raised slightly, his eyes revealed a gleam of luster, and a certain line at the corner of his mouth hooked indiscernibly, changing the curvature slightly.

Just these few small changes made his originally silent face suddenly lively, appearing both disdainful and sharp, full of self-deprecating meaning.

This kind of extreme control over facial expressions, as well as the unpredictability and mystery of changing face at any time, are undoubtedly one of the poisons/drugs that Wu Zhen most admires and desires.He stared almost greedily at every inch of Lu Yang's face, from his forehead to his chin, from his temples to the tip of his nose, and suddenly said: "Show me a smile!"

"Laugh and show me, and I'll tell you all about my layout, so that you'll be convinced to lose!"

Wu Zhen's face overflowed with anxiety, but he suppressed it viciously again.

After ecstasy, madness, stupidity, calmness, and then enjoying the thrill of control and sadism, Wu Zhen thought back a little and found that he had not actually obtained the greatest satisfaction.

The sparkling and thrilling confrontation he imagined did not appear: Lu Yang fell into the trap extremely easily, and after that, he was like a weak ordinary person, and he never made any decent resistance actions.

Of course, regarding everything today, Wu Zhen had already thought of all the possibilities.He calculated Lu Yang's behavior to the point of unimaginable, exhausted the changes of the enemy and himself, and thought of seven or eight moves for each change, blocking all the channels of the opponent's resistance early.

But even so, Wu Zhen still had an inexplicable expectation in his heart.

He thinks that his senior brother Yang might break through all possibilities, attack at the dead corner of his thinking, break through the limits of human beings, break through the shackles of the world, and play an amazing move.

why?

Because his opponent is Lu Yang, the devil who once dominated the real world!

Although he has planned for this day for several months and endured it for thousands of years, can such a brilliant victory be easily won from Lu Laomo?

The former demon will definitely give a negative answer.But this one in front of me—

Is this person in front of him Lu Yang?

What about his master-level strategy?What about his decision that he would rather be broken than broken?What about his astonishing cultivation base of desperate counterattack?What about his boldness that even the gods dare to play with?

No!Nothing at all!

Is No. 1 in the real world so decadent and incompetent? !

If Lu Yang's unique coldness and aloofness were not still in front of his eyes, Wu Zhen would have doubted whether the person who was tied up was real.

too weak!too weak!

How come, after being reborn, all fighting spirit has been wiped out?

You can't think too much about this kind of thing, the more you think about it, the more depressed and irritable Wu Zhen will be, and most of the excitement that "caught" Lu Yang just now disappeared suddenly.

However, this Lu Yang still didn't live up to his expectations. After hearing his words of venting his anger, he was stunned for a while, and his brows really relaxed, and he pulled out a sad and sad smile:

"Hmph... My life is over here, it's not bad to be able to die clearly."

"good--?"

Wu Zhen held his breath in his heart again, squinting at Lu Yang's obedient smile, he suddenly found it very dazzling.

Appointment, surrender, begging for death - this is not the big devil Lu he wants to see!

"Seeing that I was reborn, I was horrified; I was controlled by me, and I made a wrong move, and I lost everything. There is nothing worse than death, but it makes sense... But, want to die? Want to die now? I don't believe it!"

However, since you have already made up your mind to die, you must have expected the fun before death——

Although you are much weaker, some things, those things that are unique to you, still exist for me after all——

With a thought in Wu Zhen's mind, the chain hanging Lu Yang's wrist burst from it with a bang, splitting into dozens of branches.With the sound of tearing flesh and bones, four finger-thick chains pierced through Lu Yang's arms, shoulder blades, chest, and lower abdomen, and more and thinner chains penetrated into his body like thin snakes. Destroying countless internal organs and meridians along the way.

At the same moment, Wu Zhen's fingertips ignited a fragrant flame, using it as a guide, seduced more than 20 kinds of medicines that were pre-embedded in Lu Yang's body, and instantly locked the spiritual energy in his whole body, and also locked the All avenues of resistance he resisted.The fragrance of the medicine came out through the body, filling the room.

"First hand" is used as "torture hand", and the effect is still outstanding.

Lu Yang spat out a mouthful of blood.

After receiving this blow, Shengsheng couldn't hold back the smile on his face anymore, he groaned hoarsely and painfully, then closed his eyelids, almost fainting.

Wu Zhen did not allow such a thing to happen.He fine-tuned the energy in the palm of his hand, and the flame jumped a few more times, entangled with a specific "thin thread" in the Qi mechanism of heaven and earth, somewhat stagnantly.He yanked along the "thin line" again, and a certain "core" planted deep in Lu Yang's soul shook slightly, poking at a certain tender spot of Lu Yang.

Lu Yang's whole body shook violently, and he choked up half a mouthful of blood, which restored his clarity.

"It's your style to execute the sentence before killing someone...and it's hard for you to say it clearly until the end when I ask you...Uh, wait!"

Lu Yang noticed something abnormal in his body, he couldn't help but froze, his pale face was once again stained with drunken red.His finely outlined expression is not so much anger and fear, but more like the shyness and resentment of a virgin when he is insulted by a vicious person.He was obviously very angry, but he didn't dare to act rashly, for fear of angering the other party and attracting more cruel treatment:

"You actually, you actually—used 'never regret' on me?"

Wu Zhen captured every change in his expression.This kind of weak person's expression was undoubtedly beyond his expectations, but he instantly forgot about his anger and sarcasm, and instead fell into an uncontrollable sinking and obsessed—not because of anything else, but because the expression of that expression is so wonderful cents!

Lu Yang's face is as evocative as a poem or a book. The first time it reads like this, but the second time it changes in a different way. Emotions are layered on top of each other, waiting for those who want to read it slowly. Detailed analysis.

Not seen for a thousand years, Lu Yang's complex and peculiar expression still makes Wu Zhen drunk like a drink of sweets and wine.

As a result, his goal of "sentencing" has been less than half achieved.

So he leaned over to wipe off the blood on Lu Yang's chin, his movements were gentle and his tone was gentle:

"That's right, senior brother, I planted 'No Regret' on you, and planted a poison that is even more unsolvable than 'Thousand Silk Entangled Gou'. You know why, right?"

"The belt is getting wider and I don't regret it at all. It makes people haggard because of Yixiao. You know it."

"You have always blamed me and hated me, isn't it because of this? You told me countless times to make me change. Unfortunately, since more than 5000 years ago, since you Lu Yang appeared in my life, I have started to make mistakes. I made a mistake of not repenting! I can't change it!"

He tilted his head and stared into Lu Yang's eyes.Lu Yang pursed his lips tightly, looking back at him with complicated eyes.

The two gazed at each other for a long time, the flush on Lu Yang's face rose and then faded, faded back up again, and his breathing also fluctuated back and forth between rapid and gentle.But in the end, it was Wu Zhen who lost the battle first and turned his gaze around.

"Fortunately, I won't kill you now, and I won't activate this poison again, because you——are still young!"

He spat bitterly, and lowered his head to look at Lu Yang's 12-year-old body with three parts of unwillingness and seven parts of pity.

The first thing I saw was naturally the neckline that had been torn loose by him. Between the lining of the white clothes, Lu Yang's skin was delicate and firm, as smooth as jade, but it was too immature, showing a bit of the fragility of a young man who hadn't experienced any weather. .

The same goes for Wu Zhen himself.

"If it's another ten years... Huh, just another ten years!"

He was trembling with excitement from his hair to his toes as he thought about the scene of completely launching "Never Regret" ten years later.With great difficulty suppressing this strong trembling feeling, Wu Zhen knelt down beside Lu Yang, inhaled and exhaled long and long, stretched out his fingers, and began to trace every line around the opponent's body.

Lu Yang wanted to struggle to escape, but the chains in his body pulled out an irresistible pain, and he gritted his teeth suddenly.The blood soaked the white clothes, and his physical strength seemed to be lost along with the blood.

Wu Zhen grinned: "Brother, are you sad?"

Lu Yang tilted his head and said nothing, Wu Zhen then continued on his own: "Then I'll tell senior brother a story to make you happier, how about it?"

Lu Yang remained silent coldly, ungrateful.

But Wu Zhen didn't expect Lu Yang to be really "happy" - that person hasn't struggled or committed suicide until now, it's just that, as he said, he was waiting for an answer that would allow him to "deadly understand".He probably listened to the rest of what Wu Zhen said as fart.

Wu Zhen didn't care.He just wanted to say what he said last time. After holding back for so many years, he couldn't vomit a bunch of inexplicable emotions in his heart.As for whether Lu Yang can listen to it - can he still plug his ears with his hands?

So Wu Zhen began to tell.