Canghuan Seven Palaces

, hugged Ran Shuangran in a flash, and forcibly endured Yuwen Fengchun's palm.

"go!"

Enduring the churning of internal organs, Si Cangqing swung down the concealed weapon, stepped on the iron chain hard with his feet, and threw Ran Shuangran out.

Ran Shuangran followed Si Cangqing's strength and spun a few times in the air to avoid the attack of hidden weapons - this is the trap laid by Yuwen Fengchun, which is far more sophisticated than the previous mechanism.

Without looking back at Si Cangqing, he flew out of the valley.Since the other party asked him to go first, he believed that that person had his own way to deal with it.

After Ran Shuangran left, Si Cangqing spat out blood, his feet went limp, and his body was tightly bound by the iron chain.

The Finale: The Prosperity of the Grand Finale, A Sigh for Right and Wrong in the World

A thin, choked voice whispered in his ear, and in his drowsiness, he couldn't tell who said it: "Wake up!"

Opening his eyes suddenly, Si Cangqing met those sinister eyes.

"Emperor Cang woke up?" Yuwen Fengchun waved the rattan whip in his hand, his black lips parted, revealing his dark brown teeth, "This king is thinking about... how, what, call, wake up, you!"

As soon as the words fell, he threw out the rattan whip and hit Si Cangqing hard.

The scorching pain swept through his whole body, Si Cangqing groaned a few times, then suppressed the discomfort, raised his head with difficulty, his eyes were cold, and looked back at the other party.

This person looked back coldly and indifferently, making Yuwen Fengchun's movements slightly stagnant.Just a moment later, he suddenly beat Si Cangqing like crazy, with all his might.

The iron chains made a crashing sound, mixed with an inescapable low hum, echoing in the huge stone cave.

Seeing that the moon-white robe was completely torn, and the scarlet was in full bloom like monster blood, Yuwen Fengchun stopped the whipping movement, breathing slightly short of breath, casually threw away the rattan whip in his hand, and stared viciously. He looked at the man who was hanging in front of him.

Except for humming when he was being whipped, Si Cangqing didn't make the slightest sound. He lowered his head slightly and his eyelids were half closed.The blood-stained face exuded a dull calm.

Grabbing the iron chain around the opponent's neck, Yuwen Fengchun's eyes widened, and he shouted viciously, "Begging for mercy! Why don't you beg for mercy!!!"

Si Cangqing slightly raised his eyelids, and cast a sidelong glance at the other party, as if coldly scoffing at this person's overthinking.He quickly withdrew the glance and lowered his eyelids again.

The indifferent expression was a kind of irony and disdain in his eyes. Yuwen Fengchun was suddenly irritated by such contempt. He inserted one hand into Si Cangqing's chest, and squeezed with his fingertips as hard as he wanted to take out the other's heart. Into the bloody wound.

"uh-huh!"

Finally, he couldn't help moaning, Si Cangqing's face was pale, and big drops of sweat mixed with bright red blood rolled down his cheeks.

"Beg for mercy! Beg for mercy for me!"

The force in his hand became more and more ruthless, and Yuwen Fengchun roared like crazy.

"Brother Qing..."

Qiu Pingtian, who was tied directly opposite Si Cangqing, saw the other party's appearance, and finally shouted out, and the circles of his eyes turned red all of a sudden.Witnessing Yuwen Fengchun's torture to this person, he could only feel the qi and blood rushing straight into his brain, wishing to tear off the iron chain immediately and tear Yuwen Fengchun's corpse into thousands of pieces!

The other two were silent.Mo Qing was hung in the innermost place sleepily, without a trace of life, as if he was dead, without any movement; Cheng Tianyang closed his eyes, his face was as pale as paper, but his expression was calm and abnormal, as if he didn't notice it at all. Not the situation on the other side.

Hearing the man's painful call, the man who almost fainted from the pain moved his eyelids. At this time, the tormentor had already moved his hands away and was staring at Si Cangqing with an uncertain expression.

Weakly opened his eyes, his eyes passed over Yuwen Fengchun's shoulders, Si Cangqing glanced at Qiu Pingtian, seeing the pained expression on the other side, his eyes softened a little, and he caught a glimpse of Qiu Pingtian pulling the iron chain A trace of blood slid down his wrist, and there was a little distress in his eyes.

Sensing Si Cangqing's wooden pipe, Yuwen Fengchun suddenly turned around and stared at Qiu Pingtian, looking at the man in pain with uncertain eyes, his face became more and more gloomy.

Glancing at Cheng Tianyang and Mo Qingjue again, Yuwen Fengchun suddenly laughed out loud, "Okay! Okay! You guys have good integrity, I really want to see..." Turning around, he looked at Si Cangqing wantonly , "What do you look like humbly begging for mercy!"

The look in the eyes of Si Cangqing on the other side made Qiu Pingtian's heart ache. This person, this person has endured such torture, and he still feels sorry for his own little injury!He hurts, he hates, and even... regrets.

If Si Cangqing hadn't understood the taste of love, perhaps she wouldn't have been troubled by them!In fact, they are Si Cangqing's real robbery!

In the midst of grief, Qiu Pingtian suddenly saw Yuwen Fengchun's aisle placed next to the iron stove for lighting in the center of the cave, and a raging fire was burning on it. Roasting over the fire.

His pupils were wide open, how could Qiu Pingtian not recognize that it was a torture tool commonly used in prisons... Shaking his head involuntarily, he looked at Si Cangqing who was staying there quietly, and Yuwen Fengchun held a soldering iron and pointed at him. go.

"No!"

"what……"

When the hot iron was hit on his chest, like a sharp sword piercing his heart, Si Cangqing suddenly raised his head, convulsed uncontrollably, and roared.

The hissing sound of being scalded, and the pervasive smell of burning, touched everyone's nerves.Seeing Si Cangqing lower his head suddenly, his body swaying weakly with the iron chain, Qiu Pingtian frantically tugged on the iron chain that restrained him, and burst into tears.

Mo Qingjue, who had been dead silent all this time, trembled violently.

Cheng Tianyang still had his eyes closed, but his complexion became more and more bleak, and then he saw a streak of blood spilling from the corner of his lips soundlessly.

Yuwen Fengchun has gone crazy.

After seeing Si Cangqing passed out, he threw away the iron, pulled the iron chain, and shouted sharply: "Wake up, my king, and beg for mercy!" Shaking the iron chain desperately, the other party's powerless body swayed along with it.

In a daze, he felt a burst of icy cold hitting his face, irritating the numb wounds all over his body, and the slightest sharp pain penetrated into his body, like the sharp claws of a wild beast scratching his heart.

The crazily shouting beside the ear fluctuated from far to near, ethereal and illusory yet extremely real, Si Cangqing tried to open his eyes, this tiny movement seemed to have exhausted his strength.

Staring blankly at Yu Wenfengchun's distorted face, Si Cangqing lowered his eyes slowly.The whip wounds on his body and the scalds from the branding iron were burning with pain.

"Si Cangqing!" Yuwen Fengchun smiled triumphantly as he lifted Sicangqing's hair, "Please beg for mercy! As long as you beg for mercy, this king may show mercy and make you feel better... Maybe he will let you go Concubines!"

Turning a deaf ear to the other party's meaningless words, Si Cangqing didn't even bother to look at the other party this time.It's just a pain in the flesh, and he, Si Cangqing, can't be so helpless!

He is not inescapable, but... Qiu Pingtian has no martial arts, Cheng Tianyang is injured, Mo Qingjue cannot move, and Yuwen Fengchun is not an ordinary person now, he is not sure that he can subdue him.Therefore, he must find the right opportunity to take the three of them away together, or choose the worst strategy and let Yuwen Fengchun focus all his attention on himself until the reinforcements come to help.

Si Cangqing's ignorance was tantamount to provocation in Yuwen Fengchun's eyes.

He waved his palm angrily, but Si Cangqing still endured it silently.As a result, Yuwen Fengchun became more and more irritable, this person was deeply trapped, and he could take his life at any time!But even so, this person, with an indifferent expression, seems to be mocking, but also seems to be disdainful, so high above, as if he is still sitting firmly on the dragon chair, looking down on the world.

"Okay, Si Cangqing, I admire you!" Yuwen Fengchun suddenly restrained his anger, and his tone eased a little, "You really deserve to be a hero of a generation, and you don't even care about such torture."

"My lord must just take a look today," he said, with a ghostly smile on the corner of his lips, "Where is your bottom line?"

"Hahaha!" Yuwen Fengchun strode towards Mo Qingjue's direction, and raised his voice: "Emperor Cang, you have to watch carefully!"

When he was whipped with a rattan whip, he remained indifferent; when he was burned by a branding iron, he secretly endured it.However, when seeing Yuwen Fengchun approaching Mo Qingjue step by step with the instrument of torture, Si Cangqing finally could not calm down.

He has always used himself as a bait to draw Yuwen Fengchun's attention, just to protect them, especially Mo Qingjue, he once watched the other party die with his own eyes, and now he has managed to take care of the other party's body. To be able to watch that person be destroyed all at once.

As Yuwen Fengchun approached Mo Qingjue, Si Cangqing's suspended hand was clenched into a fist little by little... Although his body was wounded, if the other party did any harm, he could only give him a fatal blow.

When Yuwen Fengchun poured Qing Gong San, Si Cangqing had already made preparations secretly.Fortunately, that person is crazy, he has lost his normal way of thinking, he only cares about venting his anger, instead of breaking his veins in the first place.

Just as Si Cangqing was thinking about how to fight to the death with the opponent, Yuwen Fengchun stopped, looked down at the instrument of torture in his hand, suddenly threw it aside, and then stared at the dilapidated body hung up.

"Hmph!" Yuwen Fengchun turned his head to look at Si Cangqing, grinning loudly, "Since you all can endure the torture like this, I have no choice but to find some fresh ones to play with!"

"come..."

Following Yuwen Fengchun's shout, six or seven reckless men came out of the dark cave, knelt down and saluted, "What orders does the lord have?"

With brilliance in his eyes, Yuwen Fengchun raised his voice and asked: "Si Cangqing, people all over the world say that you love your wife dearly, I don't know..." He glanced at the three people, "Do you look at yourself?"