After the battle to damage the Immortal Venerable to prove the ruthless way

"how do I say this?"

"He is just a young disciple who has not established a foundation, and the evil spirit in the realm of no presumption has no effect on him. He has done all kinds of things in the Taiwei Sect, and everyone has seen it. Sudden personality change?"

"So the disciple thought that it might be some kind of taboo technique performed by the young master of the Yaozu."

"It's because Ji Yunzhi is not good for the Taiwei Sect, that's why the disciple asked to put him in this cell for testing."

Elder Qiu said nothing, and turned his head to look at the head of Taiwei who was sitting at the highest place.

The head is fat and fat, and the whole person looks very round and easy to get along with.

Holding a silver-white chrysanthemum in his hand, he said cheerfully, "This chrysanthemum is the most colorful one in golden autumn. You can see that among the white pistils, there is a little bright red, which is really strange."

"Brother, Lin Jiran is reporting to you something serious." Elder Qiu emphasized his tone.

I don't know if it was really contemptuous or unintentional.

It took a long time for the head of Taiwei to grind the chrysanthemum on his fingertips with a smile, and said indifferently: "You guys can just figure out how to deal with this kind of thing."

His gaze never left the chrysanthemum in his hand for a moment.

It is well known that Lin Jingfeng, head of Taiwei, regards chrysanthemums as his life.

I don’t know, I don’t understand, you can figure it out.

These are the three major routines of his reply, and everyone has long been accustomed to it.

Therefore, all affairs of the Taiwei Sect are reported to Elder Qiu.

Lin Jiran took a leisurely glance at the person on the seat, then suppressed some expectations in his eyes, and lowered his head.

That was his nominal biological father.

It was also the so-called father who beat him half to death when he accidentally broke a chrysanthemum when he was young.

In the eyes of this so-called father, he is not even as good as the life of a flower.

As the head's child, even the head didn't show any concern for him.

One can imagine what kind of life Lin Jiran spent his entire childhood.

No father, no mother.

Even almost lost his life because of a flower.

He no longer went to see the master.

Looking back on the past, he will not look back.

From now on, all his fate will be in his own hands.

What is Lao Shizi's father, what is Taiwei's head, what is the big brother.

He will only live for what he wants, and he will do whatever it takes.

Especially, Master.

Elder Qiu didn't know what he was thinking, and still held his posture: "So you asked me to lock him up to Ling Jueding?"

The prison cell hanging over the mountain behind the Taiwei Sect.

Also known as Ling Jueding.

This is the top of the mountain, not the top of the mountain.

Although there is an opportunity to see the mountains and small mountains, as long as he enters that prison cell, the torture he suffers is also at its peak.

Ling Jueding was only used to imprison the disciples of the Taiwei Sect.

Because Ling Jueding has a formation set up by the ancestor Da Neng, all people with Taiwei School mentality will be struck by lightning every hour after they are put in chains.

The chain will be embedded in the person's body with the lightning strike.

It can't stop until the bones, flesh and bones of this person are all strangled.

And the detainees will lose their limbs and walk with them since then.

A person can be taken away.

But the person who seized the house could not use the mental method of this person before.

So this is a cell that can only punish Taiwei's mind, and all Taiwei disciples who are imprisoned will suffer from the pain of thousands of thunders.

This is a very useful move to severely punish traitors.

"Ruo Ji Yunzhi can survive Ling Jueding unscathed and live like a fish in water..."

Then Ji Yunzhi was really taken away by the monster clan.

Lin Jiran didn't need to say anything, everyone could understand what he meant.

What awaits Ji Yunzhi next will be the cruelest punishment...

Ji Yunzhi, who is living here like a fish in water, looks coldly at the ice arrows that shoot directly from outside the prison.

Xiao Huangqi was so frightened that she immediately hid in the Qiankun bag: [The person who wants to kill you came so urgently, the hero must be jealous of you for hurting his master, right? 】

"Not necessarily."

Yan Zizhi slowly stood up from the lying position.

Those Frostbolts were obviously poisoned, and they shone coldly under the moonlight.

Coupled with the blessing of mana, they were suspended in the mid-air, above the empty cell.

Like two enlarged targets.

Those who shoot cold arrows come here on the principle of recruiting and killing.

The man in black who was sitting in the corner also heard the sound of arrows piercing through the air.

Yan Zizhi originally thought that he was going to find a place to hide, after all, he was the only one who survived here.

However, it does not.

The man patted his buttocks and sat up, and even opened his arms, facing the wave of arrows in a hugging gesture.

???

In a very chic way...suicide?

The man's black clothes were blown by the night wind.

After the long hair was lifted by the wind, a sickly pale face was revealed.

It was a little paler than his hands.

It's just this beauty.

Yan Zizhi looked at the person carefully, and it seemed inappropriate to use all the words of praise on this person.

Because he is a little too good-looking.

Even Ji Yunzhi's face is not on par with Ji Yunzhi.

It's just that it's a little more feminine, and it looks very sick and beautiful.

It's more attractive than Lin Jiran's face.

As a demon lord who judges his face, Yan Zizhi has already voted for the person in front of him in his heart.

"Who is he?"

Xiao Huangqi: [I remembered, this is the male number two in the play, and it's true. 】

"Please give full play to your unique value as a system, spoiler."

Thinking of the little oriole in the mirror who was crushed to death by Yan Zizhi.

The system oriole is extremely well-behaved and cherishes its feathers: [Okay. 】

It's true, the setting in the book is the prince.

It's just a prince who failed to seize the heirloom and fled to Xianmeng to try to restore the country.

Oh, it turned out to be a fortune flower, but it was a fortune flower that was broken off and stepped on the ground.

Little Yellow Oriole: [You are right to say that. 】

Fuguihua, oh no, Yan Wuwei and the male protagonist are both enemies and friends. The two of them dislike each other, but they need to rely on Lin Jiran's rights and status to help them restore their country.

His character setting in the book is a careless person who regards life as nothing and sits alone on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Of course, as a novel full of villains, it is naturally inferior to the blackened male protagonist.

So in the end he was imprisoned in a cage by the trusted male protagonist Lin Jiran, and in the end he failed to complete the mission of restoring the country.

Yan Zizhi: "So he's almost dead right now."

[Theoretically so. 】They were all imprisoned and forced to play, so they should not be far from offline.

After all, this is a Long Aotian novel.

Everyone can't play the hero.

Ha ha.

At this moment, the rain of sharp arrows all over the sky has come to the front.

Yan Zizhi didn't bother to talk to the failed male second.

Yan Wuwei wanted to die with all his heart, but he didn't want to die.

Yan Zizhi originally wanted to open the streamer umbrella to block it, regardless of whether the person who was begging for death next to him was alive or dead.

But the only thing to blame is this chrysanthemum cell, which has no dead ends at 360 degrees. Its streamer umbrella can protect one side, but not eight sides.

If the magic energy in the streamer umbrella is easily used in the Taiwei faction, outsiders will notice it.

He might have been chopped into pieces before he got on the oracle.

After all, the Taiwei Sect has also stood in the Immortal League for a thousand years, who hasn't found a small way to detect evil spirits.

Yan Zizhi could only show kindness and block all the arrows for the troubled prince.

The streamer umbrella was raised, and it turned into a huge umbrella in the sky, covering the entire prison cell heavily.

Everything in all directions was stopped without any dead ends.

This attack power is not enough.

Luo Po Fu Gui Hua did not violate her words, and cast a cold glance at Yan Zi Zhi's position.

Another one came to play in front of him.

Pretend to save him to win his trust.

Hmm, poor acting.

The author has something to say:

Yan Zizhi: Why do people in this storybook love brain supplements? ? ?

No violation: Hmph, stupid mortal, you just want to attract my attention.

Regarding when Xianzun will come back, here is the answer! !

weekend! !

I'll be back when the weekend breaks out.

And punish our swallows.