Emperor's Landing

The love of the world is thin, the love of human beings is evil, and the flowers are easy to fall when the rain is sent at dusk.Xiaofeng is dry, tears are left, and I want to express my thoughts, solo.Difficult Difficult Difficult!

People become different, today is not yesterday, sick souls are often like swings.The sound of the horn is cold, the night is dim, afraid of people asking questions, swallowing tears and pretending to be happy.Hide it!

—— "Phoenix Hairpin"

In the dark room of the silent night, a disabled and haggard man with disheveled hair was tied to a cross.His face, hands and feet were already bloody and bloody, his clothes were tattered, the man's consciousness was slackened, and he made low voices and heavy breathing from time to time.

At this time, footsteps sounded from a distance, and they were getting closer and closer to the secret room.

The stone door creaked open and then closed again, the air was stiff between opening and closing.

The coldness and the breath of death hit the face.

"You", the prisoner said with difficulty, "Here we come again!" There was some sarcasm in his words.

"Are you going to continue to persevere today?" The man walked up to the prisoner lightly, pulled his hair, and said with a smile, "You are so tough!"

"Quickly tell me, where is the Taoist Xiaoyao formula?"

"If you want to kill, kill it, no need to say more." The man twisted his body in pain.

"You want to die, but I won't let you die. Who cares about your integrity? Think about who betrayed you?"

The man suddenly gave the person in front of him a hard pooh.

"He's really a man." After speaking, he struck out with force, and the prisoner let out a painful howl, and the sound of □□, the pain went to the bone marrow, and everyone who heard it was sad.Facing the painful torture, he fell into a trance again.

"Want to die?" Then there was another mournful cry, and he passed out.

A silent, silent room.

The person in front of him has tried his best, but the prisoner is still unyielding. Not only is he unyielding, but he wants to show his will with death, which arouses his disgust.

Now the prisoner has fallen into a coma, and the secret room is desolate.He grabbed the man's hair and forced the tired and dazed face to face him, even with his eyes closed.The two faces were so close that even the slight sound of breathing could be blown onto the other person's face. The person looked at it for a long time, and at a certain moment, this blood-stained face turned into himself.He looked at his own bloody face, full of trance and confusion.He once stood in the same position, intertwined with torture, pain and struggle.He suddenly felt that torture, pain, struggle, and twisting began to flow from his body, making him chill.

On the other side, under the messy hair, the eyes that gradually came to life stared at each other as clear as an eagle. It seems to rush out of the sky.There is also such a familiar scene in my memory, he is the victim, what an ironic fate.Changed time and space, changed people, but the Devil Emperor deeply felt the pleasure of the sadistic role.

"Why?" The Demon Emperor shouted loudly.

The man whose hair was grabbed fell into a coma again, and the tangy plum fragrance seemed to be stronger, overflowing from the prisoner's body, engulfing the Devil Emperor's consciousness.

When he opened his eyes the next day, the man saw himself lying on a cold bed in the secret room after changing into clean and comfortable clothes.The fixed torture frame was gone, and the cold and disabled body could not move immediately.When he was about to prop up his back with his hands, there was a piercing tinkling sound, like the spell of death.

He looked at it with confidence, and there was a pair of shackles between his hands.

The sound of slow footsteps, very soft, came into the secret room. He listened carefully, as if he was looking for a savior in the ancient desert wasteland, his heart skipped a beat.With a squint, he saw the Devil Emperor come over in elegant clothes, holding a bowl of soup in his hand.

The devil emperor's cold voice remained unchanged, "Oh—you're awake," the voice suddenly changed sharply, "then drink the medicinal soup I specially prepared for you." As he spoke, he stuffed the bowl into his weak and weak body with wild hands. At the edge of his mouth, he swallowed it all abruptly.After it was over, a burst of wild laughter hit my ears.

He lay down and said, "You just killed me directly, why bother!"

"You wanted to die—but I changed my mind—the Taoist Xiaoyao Jue is of no value to me." Every word was even more strange, and he changed the subject, "Of course you can choose to commit suicide! However, Daozhen's disciples will I will be buried with you. Dao Zun is ruthless." In the decisive words, the king's authority must do what he says.

"you--"

"Put away your disgusted face. Now I will give you two choices. One is that I will open the chain and you leave immediately. You will be spared the pain of torture, and I will not take revenge."

"You let me go?"

"Yes, leave unconditionally."

"I believe in your promise." The man stood up forcefully, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly changed his mind, lay down slowly, closed his eyes and said, "Another choice?"

"Make an oath: I am the king and you are the slave, let me torture you without complaint, and the shackles will not be removed in this life. If you violate it, everything related to you will have no good results. Whether you go home or stay, you Choose yourself!"

"Home? This body is like a house, where is my hometown? It's hell to stay, and hell to go back. Home is where my heart is at ease." Wuqing opened his eyes and said to himself, his body seemed to be heavier.After hesitating for a moment, the man dragged the chain and turned over on the bed, without saying a word, his weak figure was extremely firm.

"You are very smart, but you are stupid for someone who is not worth it. Daozhen no longer belongs to you. This is the last dignity for you." The devil emperor threw a half-face mask over there. "From now on, you are the slave of the Dark Night Messenger of the Demonic Way." The man took his right hand and put it on his face.

"Why did you do that?" asked ruthlessly.

"You take ruthlessness as your highest pursuit. I want to know whether Wuqing, the Supreme Daozhen, can really end ruthlessness! The medicinal soup will help your injury! Heal your injury and stand by your side."

The Devil Emperor turned to leave, when he suddenly heard a voice from behind, "Who changed my clothes for me?" In the secret room, the words were a little empty.

"What do you think?"

"Thank you."

A meaningful thank you surprised the listener.

"Serve me well with your whole life, and the person you want to protect will be safe and sound."

There was silence, only the sound of clanging footsteps going away.

For several days in succession, the Devil Emperor graciously brought over the decoction, and Bin Nu's injury gradually improved. After all, the Devil Emperor's torture was very measured and did not hurt his lifeline at all.

"Put on the prison uniform you should be wearing, and go out with me!" The Devil Emperor sent a set of clothes.

The bondage wears a half mask, raises his hands, and the chains jingle. "You said that I will not be able to break the chain in this life."

"I believe that you have a way to get the best of both worlds." The Devil Emperor shook his sleeves and left.The chains were not black iron chains, but ordinary iron chains. The Devil Emperor's agreement was just to remind him of his status as a slave.Putting on a new attire, putting on a mask, dragging an iron chain, and standing in front of the mirror, even Dao Zun didn't know why he chose this path. The fragrance of plum blossoms mocks his humiliation and shame.

"Go, follow me to the execution ground." With an order, Bin Nu followed closely behind the Demon Emperor. Along the way, all he saw were demonic people with teeth and claws.Stepping on the road leading to the end of the execution ground, Bin Nu felt uneasy, perhaps what happened next was the last thing he wanted to see.

Sure enough, when he walked to the execution ground, he was filled with chill and indifference.

"Evil Monarch, the person to be punished is already in place, I will follow your instructions." A demon visited the Demon Emperor.

The bondage slave looked towards the execution platform. Several victims were kneeling on the platform, lowering their heads, waiting for the god of death to come. Just like his previous experience, he carefully looked at each person with straight eyes. There was a familiar picture The face came into view, it was the undercover agent in the Dao world that he personally sent to the Demon Dao, how ridiculous it is now.

Even if you don't know each other when you meet, your face is covered with dust, and your temples are like frost.I'm afraid that even if that person raises his head and opens his eyes, he may not recognize the masked devil envoy in front of him, but Bin Nu has seen it and recognized him, what should he do?

Binder said coldly, "Is this your game?"

"That's right. Your bargaining chip for survival." The Devil Emperor smiled.

"I don't even have the right to die, how can I live?" Bin Nu thought deeply.

"Your world and the lives of these people, it's time to make a choice." The Devil Emperor looked down.

"what should I do?"

"Kill them and be reborn." The devil emperor's harsh words filled his brain.

"If it were you, what would you do?" Bin Nu seemed to be asking the devil emperor, or a non-existent person, he was confused, the so-called ruthlessness was just deceiving himself.

"Isn't this what you want to live for the world? Ruthless." The Devil Emperor said coldly.

Binding Nu took out the sword of Kun used by Taoist Venerable, and walked slowly towards the execution platform.Over there, the executioner yelled loudly: "Prepare for execution." The few murderers who bowed their heads raised their heads in panic when they heard it, and looked at the envoy of the evil way who was walking towards them step by step, their eyes full of fear and confusion, mercy.

Suddenly, the man seemed to recognize the man holding the sword, his eyes were full of complicated tastes, and he opened his mouth to bleed lightly, "Are you Daoist ruthless?"

Bin Nu didn't say a word, and continued to walk towards the execution platform, the wind blowing a strand of hair on his face.

"Are you Daoist?" The soft words turned into wild words.

Several executioners around also began to speak one after another, "Could the Taoist priest be a spy of the righteous way?"

The bondage slave remained silent until he reached one meter in front of the stage, stopped, confronted the executioners, and let them curse and insult him.

"Although half of his face is exposed, he must be right." One of the tortured seemed to confirm the doubts in his heart, full of pain from gnashing his teeth, "Damn traitor."

Only the undercover agent named Daozhen still seemed unconvinced, and was asking hard, "Are you Daoist ruthless?"

The bound slave stood silent for a long time.

"Why do you have the master Kun's sword?"

Several prisoners on the side began to vent, spitting.

"Sure enough, Daozhen's head betrayed us ruthlessly! Hateful! Hateful!"

Before the execution ground, the Devil Emperor was enjoying the performance with great interest.

After a long time, Bin Nu suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. He lifted the mask with his right hand and threw it on the ground. Although the tortured people kept talking wildly, when they saw the face, they were still shocked and speechless.I was surprised to see Daoist ruthlessly holding the Kuni sword, leaping into the air, and with just one click, the knife fell without a trace, leaving no life behind.

The hideous and shocked heads looked like ripe oranges, and they fell to the ground one after another, rolling down a long way.

"I said, this mask is for your final dignity!" The Devil Emperor looked meaningfully at a hidden place behind the execution platform, and fled away in panic after watching this scene.

"Ruthless, that's all." Bound Nu leaned over and picked up the mask, walked back to the Devil Emperor, threw the Kunjian sword he wore to the Devil Emperor, and smiled evilly, "I don't need this thing anymore. Let's go! Go to the next show."

……

"Dao Zun has ruthlessly betrayed!"

In the righteous way, there are many discussions, some people believe it, some people doubt it.