Everyone owes me a favor

The Demon Prison had been emptied a long time ago, and it was opened again to create a larger open space, locking more than a hundred people in one place.

This place has been vacant for more than a month, and now it has finally come in handy.

Because of his brilliant performance these days, Feng Rugu received the most special care after being arrested.

All the meridians in his body were locked, and a two-finger-thick bronze iron chain was tied around his neck, hanging from the top of the dark prison.None of the Taoist disciples who were also locked in prison received such treatment.

But the only way to communicate with the outside world is an iron gate with the Nine Layers Lock Yin Jue, which opens at the easternmost end.

Feng Ruyu was locked on the westernmost wall.

It was the first time Ding You visited the prison, passing through the walls of people, through those eyes that were either sad, indignant, or disgusting, but helpless, and the tingling pleasure emanating from his back made him want to sing aloud. song.

But after seeing the person by the west wall, his joy was greatly reduced.

Seeing him coming, Feng Rugu neither cursed nor pretended to be arrogant, but tilted his head to look at him with a bit of research.

Just as Ding You was about to speak, Feng Rugu smiled slightly and asked, "Is Sect Master Ding happy now?"

Being robbed by this, Ding You's sense of achievement suddenly vanished.

Feng Rugu's words forced him to recall that he did not capture Feng Rugu himself at all, but he threatened him in every possible way, forcing Feng Rugu to bind his hands and send him to the door.

Of course, this was a very normal method, but in retrospect, Ding You felt that he was inferior, and it was not honorable anyway.

What's more, the person he captured had the intention of looking down on him.

However, Ding You was not in a hurry.

As far as he knew, those Taoist sects outside lost this group of big treasures, and it was a time when they were in a state of desperation.

He has been worried and frightened for these days, and he puts himself in the shoes of others, and is willing to let these people be in a hurry.Therefore, he has plenty of time to tame this group of little lambs who think that their backbones can be eaten and their lives spent.

Ding You could tell that Feng Rugu was their leader.

Just destroy him, disintegrate him, grind him into ashes, step him into the dust, and these boys will know what is good or bad.

Thinking of this, Ding You calmed down: "Is Taoist Feng satisfied with this situation?"

Feng Rugu spat out the bit of grass he was holding in his mouth, shook the iron chain on his wrist, and said with a smile, "Oh, it's hard to turn down such kindness."

Seeing his indifferent smile, Ding You immediately became very angry.

The more Feng Rugu was like this, the more he wanted to see this distorted, painful, and hopeless face.

He didn't realize at all that when he came up with such thoughts, his face was slightly distorted before Feng Ruyuan: "Staying here, people's voices are noisy, the air is dirty, will Feng Daojun feel bored?"

Feng Rugu: "Sect Master Ding is so considerate, does he want me to answer 'yes' or 'no'?"

Ding You hated Feng Ruyou for pretending to be smart, but he choked on him: "There are too many people here, and I, Ding You, don't want to raise so many useless idlers. Feng Daojun, I will give you a privilege, you choose one , I will take him out and entertain him, and the others will have a chance to survive one day, what do you think?"

Before Feng Ruyu could speak, a young Xiaodao suddenly stood up: "Devil! You just want to instigate me and others to beg for life, and I don't care about others. Xiao will never let you get what you want! You want to One person, I will give you one person!"

After all, he touched the pillar with his head, and blood was splashed everywhere!

Seeing this tragic situation, several people who were familiar with him mourned, but they didn't want to show weakness in front of Ding, so they held their breath, and only let out one or two mournful sounds with different tunes when they were panting.

Ding You was unmoved: "Since someone recommended himself, it should be him."

After saying that, as soon as he raised his hand, two blood disciples came into the prison. One raised his head, and the other pulled his legs, and lifted out Xiaodao, whose chest was still slightly undulating.

Ding You grinned silently at Feng Ruyuan, turned his head and went out.

After a while, there was a low whimpering sound from outside.

Gradually, the cry became stronger, turned into a groan, and turned into a howl.

They could tell that it was the voice of the fellow Taoist surnamed Xiao who had touched the pillar and survived just now.

But at this moment, his aura turned into a sharp but powerless insult: "My surname is Ding, you have no place to die, if you have the ability, give me a good time—"

Obviously, Ding You didn't give him what he wanted.

The insults also stopped, his body and spirit engaged in a heart-piercing battle between heaven and man, leaving only the writhing and gurgling pain in his throat.

That was not the sound he made, but the instinctive cry from the body.

After a clear sound of fingernails scratching the flesh, the recurring voice finally added a shocking cry: "I was wrong...I was wrong! Please forgive me!! I don't practice Taoism anymore! All right, all right..."

Hearing such a tragic sound, the people in the prison felt chills running down their backs and convulsed unconsciously.

How many people began to envy the fellow Taoists who were seriously injured and comatose.

At least they saved this bit of spiritual pain.

After a while, Xiao Xiaodao called out his father and mother with a straight voice, and the voices were in a high-pitched, thin tone, like fingernails scratching the wall, straight across people's hearts.

Most of the people present were children, and the words "father and mother" aroused the fear in their hearts.

They love books and swords, justice, and passion, because they don't know what death is.

At this moment, all of them panicked without exception, trembling like malaria, looking at Feng Rugu: "Feng, Feng Daojun..."

Feng Ruzhi narrowed his eyes and looked down at a small stone on the ground: "Shut up."

"But he—"

"You know what Ding You wants to see." Feng Rugu said, "Killing a chicken is nothing more than a warning to the monkey. If you want to be that monkey, just put on a bad face."

The disciples present all still have the spirit of a young man, even though they are afraid in their hearts, when they heard this, they all put on a brave and fearless appearance.

No one noticed, Feng Ruzhi clenched his fists tightly, his nails hid in his palms as if he was afraid of the cold, and clenched tightly.

Unlike them, his hands were bound and he couldn't block his ears. The miserable screams were heard clearly and without a single sound.

Half an hour later, Ding You went and returned, throwing a skeleton back.

What is creepy is that the skeleton is still alive.

He groaned bloody and bloody, his voice was high-pitched and low-pitched at times, like a bird whose feathers had been plucked and its beak cut off, except for a voice, there was nothing else available around him.

Once again, Ding You was satisfied to find that those small roads didn't dare to glare at him anymore, for fear of attracting his attention, their cheeks were uniformly bluish or gray-blue, which was pleasing to the eye.

In the end, he focused his gaze on Feng Rugu's face.

What he didn't expect was that Feng Rugu was looking at him with good eyes, and he had a new grass in his mouth, and he didn't know how long he had been staring at him like this.

Ding You was quite uncomfortable being looked at by him, and the joy of getting his revenge was reduced by two or three points.

He turned his attention to those slumped chicks again, feeling unhappy: "Do you know what retribution is?"

No one answered.

At this time, they would rather be threatened monkeys than killed chickens.

Ding You saw that they were all well-behaved, half of them were sad and indignant, half were happy, half were raging flames, and half were clearing the pool, they rushed against each other, which made him very depressed, so he simply spit out what was in his heart.

"He can call his parents over and over again, but in this world, there are no parents who can tell me to call me. We, you, etc., are all born between heaven and earth, and the ways are different and do not seek each other. That's all. Don't we have parents? ?"

"My whole family is just cultivating the mind, living in the deep mountains, and has never harmed you in the slightest, but when your Taoist sect killed my parents and my younger brother, how did you forgive me?! At that time, did you ever think about today?"

Ding You said sadly: "I don't have the second half of my life long ago, but you still have it. So I'm sure I won't lose money from this business."

Those disciples were at a disadvantage, and they were pointed at their noses to turn up old accounts. Listening to Ding You's detailed account of his grievances, they felt sorry for each other, and each of them felt ashamed.

Ding You breathed out his turbid air and felt relieved when he heard that Feng Ruyu suddenly said, "It seems that Sect Master Ding must take revenge when he has revenge, and he doesn't believe in the idea of ​​'when is the time to repay the injustice'."

Ding You took a look at Feng Rugu, and the lump in his chest popped out again: "It's true. Why, what is Feng Daojun talking about?"

"I don't have a high opinion, I just think what you said is very good and wonderful. On this matter, I have exactly the same thoughts as Sect Master Ding." Feng Rugu said, "Up to now, you have killed a total of twelve Taoists of mine. Friends, cut off the rest of their lives, and one day, I will also take revenge. At that time, I will remember to cut the weeds and roots."

Ding You's face turned ferocious, and he walked quickly to Feng Rugu, squatted down, and asked softly, "Feng Daojun, are you looking for death?"

All the people present broke into a cold sweat because of Feng Rugu.

And Feng Rugu's next move made people even more shudder.

Because Mo Dao was really jealous of this person's supernatural powers, in order to be safe, he stripped him down to a white underclothes, and even took off his shoes.

Feng Rugu's spiritual veins have been sealed, and his current strength is no match for a cat.

But he raised his white and clean bare feet and clanging chains, and stepped on Ding You's shoulder without any fear.

"It's not looking for death." Feng Ruyuan blinked, "You are reluctant to kill me, it will be of great use for you to keep me."

The demon cultivators present were all stunned when they saw this man being so presumptuous, and they all cursed in unanimously: This monster!

Ding You almost went astray in one breath.

He really couldn't imagine that Feng Rugu still didn't change his face in such a field!

But Ding You had to admit that Feng Ruyu was right.

He was such an easy-to-use bargaining chip that Ding You didn't dare to kill him.

It's just that Ding You couldn't help but become angry when such thoughts were exposed in public.

"Yes." Ding You simply admitted, "I don't intend to kill you, but there are still too many people in this prison."

Looking at the still rolling skeleton on the ground, all the Xiaodao felt a burst of suffocating pain.

These expressions greatly pleased Ding You, and made him calm down a little. He could even negotiate terms with Feng Rugu in a calm manner: "This matter is not without discussion. However, it depends on whether Feng Daojun is willing to sacrifice."

Feng Ruyu nodded: "Tell me about it."

Ding You's throat choked, as if he was the one who was tied up to negotiate terms, not Feng Ruyuan.

His voice finally became dark: "Today, I will only kill one person. From tomorrow onwards, I will kill three people a day. The Blood Sect has a lot of methods to make life worse than death. Feng Daojun is well-informed and knowledgeable, so he probably doesn't need Ding." Let's go into details."

Feng Ruyu snorted, unmoved: "What does Sovereign Ding want Feng Er to do?"

"Feng Daojun can choose, whether to save them or not." Ding You smiled openly, "A piece of meat from Feng Daojun's body is exchanged for a life. Is this a good deal?"

Sure enough, Feng Ruyuan raised one eyebrow, as if surprised.

However, before Ding You had time to be proud, he heard Feng Rugu say: "Dare to ask such a good deal, why does Sect Master Ding start to do it from tomorrow? You still have to give me a night to think about it?"

Ding You thought that he would at least get a spit, and his smug expression was already set, but when he heard this, his expression froze severely.

"Want to hear their begging? Do you want me to stay up all night?" Feng Ruyu speculated reasonably, "Or do you want me to scold you? Sect Master Ding is such a hero, he wouldn't be so cheap, right?"

When Ding You was speechless, Feng Rugu said again: "I don't need to think about it all night, I promise you now. You can go."

He successfully mixed up a life-and-death threat to make it tasteless, and Ding You once again had a dark fire for no reason, but he couldn't find a reason to vent it.

Ding You was almost suspicious, Feng Rugu was planning to commit suicide tonight, that's why he agreed so readily.

With a sneer, he pushed away the bare feet that Feng Ruyuan stepped on his shoulders, and stood up: "Feng Daojun, if you want to die, die better, don't make yourself half dead, it will be even more sad."

While the little fellow surnamed Xiao was tossing and moaning unbearably, Feng Ruzhi smiled: "Sect Master Xie Ding reminded you."

After saying that, Feng Rugu twitched his toes violently.

Ding You suddenly felt the wind in his ears, and the tips of his ears tingled for a while, as if some hard object flew out against his ears.

He looked back in shock and anger, and found that the kid surnamed Xiao stopped crying bitterly, his white-and-red bone frame twitched for a while, murmured a few words that no one could understand, and finally stopped speaking.

His forehead was completely pierced by a small stone.

His blood and brain had already been exhausted under the torment of blood poison, so no filth flowed out from the black hole.

Under Ding You's angry gaze, Feng Rugu looked very calm.

As early as when he stepped on Ding You's shoulder just now, he had caught a small stone between his toes.

The stones made him very painful, and thanks to this pain, he kept calm enough to face Ding You.

Meeting Ding You's icy gaze, Feng Ruzhi narrowed his eyes and smiled sweetly.

"Just kidding. Please rest assured, Sect Master Ding, this stone is not aimed at you. Feng Er's spiritual power is gone, so naturally he knows that this stone-throwing trick is useless to Sect Master Ding." Feng Rugu said, "But let a dying man It is enough for people to die cleanly...Now you owe me thirteen lives."

Feng Ruyuan knew how to say something provocative.

Ding You didn't want to entangle with him any more, so he left in a huff.

Before leaving, he whispered to the disciples under him to keep an eye on Feng Ruyu tonight, and report immediately if there is any change.

But this time, Ding You was really worrying too much.

Feng Ruyu didn't intend to die.

He even had the leisure to gather the straw he could reach with his feet and make a soft and damp mat for himself.

Someone whispered: "Feng Daojun, you don't have to..."

"No need for anything?" Feng Rugu said, "If you don't need my help, call Ding You back right now, there is still time."

If it were half an hour ago, at least half of these teenagers would have felt aroused, and would not let others suffer for themselves.

But as soon as Feng Rugu said this, looking at the corpse on the ground so dead that he didn't even know whether he was in peace or not, none of the fellow Taoists made a sound.

They didn't even dare to say one more beautiful word.

Feng Ruzhi saw a young face from one young face to another, he couldn't say what he expected, and naturally he wasn't disappointed.

Feng Ruzhi rested his head on the cold wall, looking at the faintly dancing lights above his head, his eyes became more black and white.

Finally, someone broke the embarrassing silence: "Feng Daojun, I..."

Feng Ruyuan looked at him.

The disciple who looked about two or three years older than him mustered up great courage: "If you want to have a good time, I can—"

Under the circumstances, this is a great act of kindness.

Feng Rugu finally had some warmth in his eyes: "Thank you."

The disciple hung his head in shame.

Feng Rugu saved their lives many times, and now, the only thing they can do is to give him a good death.

He dragged his injured right arm and was about to stand up when he heard Feng Rugu say: "...But I don't want to die."

The disciple was in a hurry.

He knew that Ding You had planned to torture him with a slow knife.

Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, Feng Ruyu may still be able to bear it.

What if it takes a long time?

No one can save them, and no one knows how long the torture will last.

Perhaps, by the time someone came to help, Feng Ruyuan had already turned into a skeleton.

And Ding You had enough skills to keep him alive at that time.

Feng Rugu knew about his disciple's worries.

Just because he knew everything, he didn't think about it, but just stared at the lamp above his head.

After staring at it for a long time, there are more afterimages in front of my eyes. The afterimages are a little man in green clothes and long hair, sitting there gracefully, with big characters written one by one.

He smiled faintly in this difficult situation: "I can't die, I have to go back....Someone is waiting for me to go back."