Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

When Zhao Yulin and his men caught up, they saw the two people who were watching the group fighting fiercely. The big bald man was clearly at a disadvantage, but he was still biting his former accomplice tightly.

In addition to the two sides fighting fiercely, there was another person watching the fun, and his face was familiar.

"Surround them all. If you let one go this time, you will be punished by military law."

Zhao Yulin waved his hand with a gloomy look and said in a muffled voice.

The momentum here was not small, so it naturally alarmed Han Yu and others soon. At this moment, Yan Kong had been beaten back step by step.

He was the most seriously injured, how could he be Yan Bing's opponent, but even so, he just bit him tightly.

Yan Bing was furious, and it was not the first time he cursed.

"Idiot, do you really want to drag me to death?"

Yan Kong's face was miserable, but his hand never stopped, and his true energy seemed to be released without money.

"I really can't control myself, you'd better run away!"

If I don't run away, I'm really afraid of being beaten to death by you, Yan Kong wanted to cry but had no tears. If it weren't for this lecherous insect holding a stone in one hand, he would really be beaten to death.

Yan Bing withdrew half-believingly and half-doubtingly, then turned around and faced Han Yu's smiling face.

"You..."

Before he could finish his words, his lower abdomen suddenly felt a sharp pain. After he opened his mouth involuntarily, Han Yu retracted his fist, threw the pill in with ease, and then pulled the stone back.

"You continue in the second half."

Han Yu said with a smile, and then he suddenly fell down and sank into the ground as soon as he landed.

"It's the damn mole boy!"

Zhao Yunlin, who was watching this scene from a distance, gnashed his teeth in anger. Yesterday's memories came to his mind, and a face that was like a mole running around in his mind instantly appeared in his mind.

The ten men quickly formed a siege and continued to tighten the battle circle. Zhao Yulin had done his best and his true energy was running to the extreme. The next moment, he struck with thunder.

"I am here to do the work for the garrison. Please stop fighting and surrender."

A cultivator shouted in the air, which immediately attracted a wave of eye rolls from his companions.

Damn it, I thought he was doing the work in the army? This is a cultivator, an unreasonable cultivator.

But what I didn't expect was that Yan Kong didn't move in the air, and said something strange and stiff.

"Okay!"

The crowd seemed to have seen a ghost, so they were so easy to talk to, so they shouted at Yan Bing again.

"I am here to do the work for the garrison. Please surrender."

Crazy!

Yan Bing glanced at the few people as if he was looking at a fool, and then he moved to escape. Zhao Yulin, who was standing beside him, had been accumulating energy for a long time. He suddenly burst out, and several true essences shot straight at him, turning into chains in the wind. He was the last to arrive, and directly locked his feet...

——

Yan Bing and Yan Kong were caught, and they were both captured right above Han Yu's head. Han Yu sighed at this scene.

After all, it was the first time for him to send a person in the God-seeking Realm to jail.

After Zhao Yulin and his group hovered in the air for a while, Han Yu never showed up, so they could only leave with the two unlucky guys.

"How did you think of giving that monk the "Whatever You Want" Pill?"

Little Liuli asked in the sea of ​​consciousness at this time.

Han Yu recalled Yan Kong's strange behavior and couldn't help laughing.

"Have you seen the side effects of this pill?"

Of course I have seen it. Every time a pill appears, it must appear in its territory. It is difficult not to see it.

No matter how you look at it, the effects and side effects of this pill are quite explosive.

"It is impossible to refuse all reasonable requests. Have you ever thought about who should be the reasonable standard, the one who takes the medicine or others?"

The bottle cannot leave a hole. If such a powerful effect is taken by a selfish person, no matter what the request is, it will become unreasonable in his eyes.

Just get the blessing of merit, and then don't do the work?

You wish!

So, it is obvious that all requests are reasonable or not, and they are judged by the approval of the person who makes them.

As long as you think what you propose is reasonable, the monk will do it.

This is the real explosion.

It can be predicted that the monk will definitely be very busy in the second half of his life, and it will be difficult for him to die.

"Ah! You have a brain again today."

After listening to Han Yu's explanation, Xiao Liuli couldn't help but cover her mouth and exclaimed in surprise.

——

Zhanzhou City, the prison of the garrison.

The treatment of Yan Kong and Yan Bing was completely different.

At this time, Yan Kong was wearing shackles and sitting in a cell made of fine steel, while Yan Bing was a little worse, being imprisoned on the rack.

The two were separated for separate investigation, and Zhao Yulin took a chair and sat in the prison waiting for the result.

I have never seen such a cooperative person, the cultivator who interrogated Yan Kong thought in his heart, and almost answered every question,

"Name?"

"Yan Kong!"

"Which sect?"

"Burial Flower Valley!"

"Why did you come to Zhanzhou City to make trouble?"

Yan Kong's eyes struggled for a while, and his face was also very tangled, but an inexplicable force pulled him to keep talking, so he confessed honestly again...

I have never seen such a stubborn person, the cultivator who interrogated Yan Bing thought in his heart, and almost didn't intend to say a word.

"Name?"

The interrogating cultivator spoke in a deep voice, and Yan Bing glanced at him with his lifeless eyes, and turned his head away as if he had heard nothing.

At this moment, he was already desperate. When he first came in, he still wanted to escape. It was not until he was shackled that he was horrified to find that all his true energy had disappeared.

The ink seal on the handcuffs and leg irons was very conspicuous. It was actually something from the Nine Sects of Mohism.

Without true energy, he was just like an ordinary person. At most, his body was stronger than that of an ordinary person, but what was the use of that.

The fine steel prison door was also engraved with ink, and even his mother's torture rack still had ink.

How could he escape?

The reputation of the Mo family's mechanism is not insignificant in the world of cultivators. You can underestimate the cultivation of a Mo family member, but never underestimate the mechanism that the Mo family has taken out.

Snap!

A whip hit him hard, but what both parties did not expect was that there was no reaction at all.

Yan Bing looked at the bloodstains left on his chest and was surprised.

Why can't I feel a trace of pain?

The monk holding the whip was even more surprised. This whip was a magic weapon, specially made to deal with monks. Why did the other party have no reaction after one whip?

"Hold it, right? Let's see how long you can hold it."

The monk gritted his teeth and swung the whip and kept hitting.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

After dozens of whips in a row, Yan Bing's body was already covered with bloodstains, but he still felt nothing.

"It's medicine! He gave me the medicine."

The pill that Han Yu threw into his mouth flashed in his mind. He was terrified.

He deprived me of the sense of pain, didn't he?

On the other side, Yan Kong had almost completely uncovered his background, and even many unknown secrets of the Burial Flower Valley were exposed by him again and again.

The monk who interrogated him was very happy.

When Zhao Yulin stepped in, he looked at the thick stack of confessions in his subordinates' hands and was surprised. After receiving them, he took a quick look at them and was very satisfied.

The whipping sound from the next door rang out again, but no screams were heard.

"He is a tough guy."

Zhao Yulin nodded in appreciation. This kind of tough guy suits his taste.

"Who is the guy next door?"

It was just a probing question, but Yan Kong would answer every question.

"Yan Bing."

"Identity?"

"Big Brother of Hehuan Sect."

He never thought that he knew all these. Zhao Yulin gave his subordinate a look, and the other party immediately understood and sat down again to continue questioning.

Zhao Yulin walked out with the confession in his arms. When he passed Yan Bing, he paused slightly and spoke to the subordinate holding the whip.

"I like this kind of tough guy very much. Find a few more cultivators to take turns to beat him. Three whippings a day must not be less."

After carrying the confession all the way back to the government office, Zhao Yulin sat in front of the table and spread out the papers.

He thought it was just the evil cultivators causing trouble, but the more he looked, the more he frowned.

Dragon Blood Stone appeared?

Body cultivator with supernatural powers?

Strange elixir?

How come this mole boy has everything!