Master collapsed after rebirth

Yuexinzong is located in Canghai, where there are mountains and waters, the scenery is beautiful, the pavilions and pavilions are well arranged, and they are integrated with the surrounding scenery. Looking from a distance, it is refreshing.

But in such a beautiful place, there is hidden a torture room that the world fears.

The torture room is located in the basement of Xiao Mohan's dormitory. It is dark and damp without seeing the sun. There are a large number of immortal weapons that have been refined and specially used for interrogating prisoners.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

The blood flowed down the snow-white slender arm, dripping drop by drop into the large pool of blood.

Xiao Mohan sat right in front of this pool of blood, with his legs crossed, holding the Jiyue Sword he inherited from the previous Moon Heart Sect Master Mu Yao in his hand.

At that time, in the duel on the top of the sea of ​​clouds, Mu Yao's Jiyue was broken by Lu Fengnan. After a hundred days of repairs at Wushan Tianmen, it finally returned to normal, but its power has not diminished.

Xiao Mohan has always been brooding over this matter, so he dislikes Lu Fengnan in various ways.

Xiao Mohan held the hilt of Jiyue Sword with his right hand, and lightly tapped the other end of the scabbard on the palm of his left hand.

He stared ahead, grinning, with a smug smile on his face.

"Demon Race, are you still unwilling to confess?"

In front of Xiao Mohan was a young man nailed to the wall.

The man's black hair was loose, and the blood sticking to it had solidified, and his two slender and white arms were forced to be raised high. With his hands folded together, a long and thin nail emitting scarlet light pierced through it. In the palm of his hand, blood was gurgling non-stop.

This is the soul-stirring nail, which is specially used to deal with the demons. The nailed demons cannot use magic power, and will only be painful.

Beads of sweat flowed down from You Ming's forehead, wet his long eyelashes.

At this moment, he couldn't move at all, and could only let Xiao Mohan torture him severely.

"Demons, my patience is limited. If you don't want to continue to suffer, you'd better answer my questions honestly."

Xiao Mohan stood up, and the smile on his face cooled down inch by inch.

"The demon world was sealed 16 years ago. Someone must have broken the barrier. Who is the other party? Is it a demon cultivator?"

"..."

"Who is that demon cultivator? He was the one who manipulated the murderous corpse on Qingcang Mountain before, right?"

"..."

"Does he have any friendship with Lu Fengnan, the suzerain of Yunshui Sect?"

"..."

"What kind of conspiracy do you demons have with him?"

"..."

"Are you planning to avenge the demon king Sui Ye, who was so frightened back then? Or are you going to snatch back your demon clan's supreme magic weapon, Meiyindie? Or... are you going to unify the Three Realms with your ambitions expanding?"

Xiao Mohan asked You Ming many questions like a cannonball, but You Ming kept his lips tightly shut and did not say a word.

After waiting for a while, Xiao Mohan didn't wait for You Ming's confession, and smiled instead of anger.

"It seems that you really don't cry when you see the coffin!"

While speaking, he pulled out the Jiyue Sword and cut open You Ming's clothes.

"Don't think that our Moon Heart Sect only has the soul-destroying nail as a means of punishing demons..."

Xiao Mohan thrust his sword into You Ming's right chest.

You Ming frowned and clenched his teeth.

In the next second, Xiao Mohan sent his spiritual power to Jiyue and chanted a spell.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

You Ming let out a scream, which resounded throughout the torture room.

"How is it? Doesn't it feel good to have broken tendons and bones?" Xiao Mohan asked slowly while tormenting You Ming: "Now, do you want to talk to me about the few questions I asked just now?"

You Ming lowered his head, his eyes were narrowed into a line, and the eyelids were too heavy to lift.

His face was pale and blue, and his arms and chest were covered with blood.

The two thin dry lips slowly opened, taking in a heavy breath.

"I……"

"what?"

Xiao Mohan couldn't hear You Ming's words clearly.

"I……"

"Speak up!"

"You... get closer... a little..." You Ming said with difficulty.

Xiao Mohan frowned tightly, and there was a hint of doubt and vigilance in his eyes watching You Ming.

But now that You Ming is firmly nailed to the wall by the soul-destroying nail, Xiao Mohan doesn't believe that You Ming still has the power to play tricks.

"Okay." Xiao Mohan stepped forward and approached You Ming step by step.

"Pooh!"

When Xiao Mohan was very close to You Ming, You Ming suddenly spat out and spit it on Xiao Mohan's face.

In an instant, Xiao Mohan's eyes widened, and his heart was filled with anger.

"you wanna die!"

Xiao Mohan pulled out Jiyue violently, and then ruthlessly stabbed into You Ming's chest.

The self-healing ability of the demons is much stronger than that of monks and ordinary humans, so as long as the vitals are not injured, the demons will not die easily.

Xiao Mohan saw exactly this point, so he used Jiyue to hurt Youming time and time again.

You Ming endured excruciating pain and flesh wounds, and seemed to be on the verge of death.

"Hmph!" Xiao Mo snorted coldly, and put Jiyue back into the scabbard with a stabbing sound.

He was a little tired from torturing You Ming, but the answer he wanted still couldn't come out of You Ming's mouth.

"It is said that the demons are cruel, bloodthirsty, tyrannical and selfish by nature, but you are lucky. In order to protect that demon cultivator, you would rather suffer torture yourself? Is it really worth it?"

Xiao Mohan stared at the bloody Nether, his voice softened on purpose.

He stretched out his hand, and pressed his broad palm on the soul-destroying nail.

"This... makes you very painful, doesn't it?"

You Ming remained silent.

"As long as you tell me who that demon cultivator is and whether he has any unspeakable relationship with Lu Fengnan, I'll let you go... Don't worry, I will do what I promise, and I will never break my word."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Mohan suddenly pulled out the soul-destroying nail.

You Ming fell to Xiao Mohan's feet like a kite with a broken string.

Xiao Mohan squatted down, caressing You Ming's blood-stained black hair, "Although I hate demons, I don't have much interest in a small character like you. What I want to catch is the person behind you... the one who has the ability to break The enchantment let you demons out, the man behind the scenes who poses a huge threat to the Three Realms, that demon cultivator..."

"..."

"So, I won't really make it difficult for you, as long as you are obedient..."

Xiao Mohan almost spoke with the gentlest voice in his life. He thought that since the demons don't like hard, try soft ones, maybe it will work.

You Ming raised his eyes with difficulty to look at Xiao Mohan, was silent for a while, and let out a sneer.

"You think...you say this...I will believe it?"

Xiao Mohan's expression suddenly changed.

"Although you humans...hate us demons...but in fact you are much more sinister and cunning than us...16 years ago...my lord has already learned..." Nether spoke intermittently .

"16 years ago?" The word "Chuan" between Xiao Mohan's brows deepened, "16 years ago, it was clearly Demon Lord Guiye who broke his promise and wanted to break the seal of Charming Yindie and use it to unify the Three Realms..."

"I'm tired of hearing this kind of rhetoric... Really... Tired of hearing..." You Ming interrupted Xiao Mohan lightly, "If the Lord really intends to use the Charm Yin Butterfly to unify the Three Realms, why wait so many years? Why bother?" After the madam is happy?"

As he spoke, You Ming's eye sockets turned red, and Xiao Mohan clearly saw crystal clear tears swirling in You Ming's eye sockets.

"If it wasn't for you human beings who kept pushing... How could the master die? How could the madam die? My father is too..." You Ming couldn't help but choked up his voice when he recalled the tragic situation back then.

"Your father?" Xiao Mohan looked down at You Ming condescendingly, "Who is your father?"

"I said...you don't know me either." You Ming closed his eyes and changed the subject, "Now... I have fallen into your hands because of my lack of strength. ..."

Xiao Mohan: "..."

"But I advise you, don't waste time on me... No matter what method you use, the things you want to know... I won't reveal a word..."

"Really?" Xiao Mohan's voice suddenly dropped several octaves, and the sight that looked down on Nether was so cold that it seemed to freeze Nether into ice.

"Do you know... Among the hundreds of families of Xianmen, our Canghai Yuexin Sect is best at extorting confessions by torture..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Mohan stood up and stepped on You Ming's left wrist fiercely.

You Ming snorted, his face pale with pain.

"Since you refuse to tell me what I want to know, I won't be polite to you anymore..."

Xiao Mohan exerted force on his feet, only to hear a click, and the bones of You Ming's left wrist were trampled to pieces.

You Ming screamed in pain, sweating profusely.

Xiao Mohan snorted twice, "What? Don't ask me to kill you to give you a good time?"

You Ming struggled to open his eyes, looked up at Xiao Mohan, his pupils reflected Xiao Mohan's cruel and ferocious smile.

"I know you won't kill me, so why bother!"

"Hehe!" Xiao Mo smiled coldly, "You have been tortured into this look by me, are you still quite clear-headed?"

You Ming closed his eyes again, and told Xiao Mohan with a calm expression that he gave up struggling.

In You Ming's view, from the moment he fell into the hands of human monks, it was doomed that he would not end well.

This is his fate.

The only one who is sorry is Shen Yuetian - the young master he finally found.

"I won't kill you, you are still useful to me."

After Xiao Mohan finished speaking, he turned and left the torture room.

You Ming, who was lying on the ground, felt that Xiao Mohan was gone, his brows were tightly frowned, and he huddled into a ball with a painful expression on his face.

……

Shen Yuetian and Lu Fengnan flew to Canghai Yuexinzong together on Qinghan Sword.

When they arrived, more than half of the Baijia of Xianmen had already arrived, and everyone was looking forward to seeing the demon that Xiao Mohan caught.

Shen Yuetian sat beside Lu Fengnan, every muscle in her body was as hard as a rock.

It is known that You Ming is the only demon active in the human world, and the ominous premonition in Shen Yuetian's heart intensifies.

"Don't worry, there is a teacher."

Lu Fengnan reached out and took Shen Yuetian's hand.

Shen Yuetian's hands were as cold as ice, but Lu Fengnan's were very warm.

This warm current flowed through the limbs and bones in an instant, slightly soothing Shen Yuetian's restless heart.

"Master..."

Shen Yuetian turned her head to look at Lu Fengnan, but she no longer saw her usual playful smile.

He remembered clearly that in the last life, You Ming died at the hands of the immortal family.