Chapter 299 Ji Ziyue's Torture
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Shi Hua Ji Da Shi Xiong La
After Ji Ziyue left.
Xiao Yurou, Ye Yao'er, Su Youwei, Jiu'er and Gan Yu, the five girls suddenly had subtle hostility.
Jiu'er was the first to break the calm, and said righteously: "Sister Yurou, master let me take care of it!"
As soon as this remark came out, Ye Yaoer immediately met with strong opposition.
"Hmph! You little fox, how can you take good care of senior brother?"
Saying that, Ye Yaoer looked at Xiao Yurou.
The two exchanged glances with each other, everything was silent.
Anyway, they would never hand over Jiang Feng.
"Third Junior Sister is right, Jiu'er and Gan Yu, let us take care of Senior Brother during this time!"
"no!"
Between Jiu'er and Xiao Yurou, sparks almost sparked in their eyes.
Su Youwei and Gan Yu, who had been silent all this time, saw that they were going to fight, so they hurriedly tried to dissuade them.
"Second senior sister, senior brother, he definitely doesn't want to see you like this..."
With Su Youwei's efforts, Xiao Yurou calmed down.
She gradually realized that as the "oldest" person here, she was indeed a little impulsive.
the other side.
Gan Yu also said to Jiu'er: "Sister Jiu'er, the Pavilion Master is still in a coma, let's let him rest well!"
Hearing Gan Yu's words, Jiu'er also calmed down, knowing that now is not the time to act emotionally.
In the end, Gan Yu made a compromise proposal.
"Why don't we take care of the Lord Pavilion Master for a period of time?"
This suggestion was unanimously approved by all the women.
However, the timing is in Xiao Yurou's hands.
Xiao Yurou ranked herself on the first day, Ye Yaoer on the second day, Su Youwei on the third day...
And so on.
Although Jiu'er was still very dissatisfied, she finally compromised.
The injury that can make Jiang Feng unconscious does not last for ten days and half a month, and he should not be able to wake up.
As for where Jiang Feng recuperated, it was still in his own room.
……
The screen turns.
Ji Ziyue had already arrived at the place where An Xiaoyu lived, and saw An Xiaoyu who was making a clay doll.
A pair of slender white hands were already covered with sticky things...
"Xiaoyu, what are you doing?"
It was the first time for Ji Ziyue to see An Xiaoyu making a clay doll, so she walked around behind her curiously.
"ah--!!!"
An Xiaoyu was taken aback, she couldn't control the strength in her hand, and then all the sticky things splashed on her face.
She turned her head stiffly, squeezed out a smile and asked, "Sister Ziyue, why are you here?"
"Don't try to change the subject!"
Ji Ziyue instantly saw through An Xiaoyu's intentions.
Seeing that she couldn't get past it, An Xiaoyu had no choice but to confess honestly: "Sister Ziyue, I'm making a clay puppet!"
"Then... are you pinching the Taoist uncle?"
"Yeah yeah!"
An Xiaoyu nodded repeatedly, and only after seeing Ji Ziyue's smile did she realize that she had been tricked.
"Sister Ziyue, are you tricking me!?"
An Xiaoyu was extremely wronged.
Ji Ziyue directly ignored An Xiaoyu's grievance, and said with a straight face: "Tell me quickly, what is the relationship between you and Jiang Feng?"
Ji Ziyue now has reason to suspect that there must be some ulterior secret between An Xiaoyu and her apprentice Jiang Feng!
"me……"
An Xiaoyu knew that even if she told everything, Ji Ziyue would not believe it.
"Truthfully invite!"
Ji Ziyue had already taken out the bench, and was waiting to "extract a confession through torture".
An Xiaoyu gritted her teeth, and finally decided to hide the matter, although she did have a little selfishness.
"Sister Ziyue, in fact, Jiang Feng and I have been in love for a long time!"
"The reason why he is called Uncle Jiang Feng is because he likes me to call him that, and it will be more exciting..."
If Jiang Feng heard these words, he would probably vomit blood with anger. This is too easy to misunderstand!
Does Ji Ziyue believe it?
The word "do not believe" was clearly written on her face.
Even if An Xiaoyu's face turned as red as a ripe tomato after she finished speaking, she still wouldn't believe it.
"Xiao Yu, it seems that I can only force a confession!"
"Sister Ziyue, what are you doing!?" Seeing Ji Ziyue approaching her step by step, An Xiaoyu huddled into a ball.
"Don't come here!"
After almost meeting each other, An Xiaoyu's spiritual power was blocked, and she was pressed on the bench.
Like a fish on a chopping board...
An Xiaoyu tried to struggle to the death, and said repeatedly: "Sister Ziyue, I know I was wrong, please let me down?"
She knew, if she didn't struggle a little more.
What greets her will be the most terrifying punishment, at least for her, that's right.
"Where did you go wrong?"
"..."
An Xiaoyu couldn't tell, but she still wanted Ji Ziyue to let her go because of her strong desire to survive.
"Sister Ziyue, in view of the 500 years of friendship, please let me go!"
"Hehe... Do you think it's possible?"
Ji Ziyue knew that if she went on like this, she would not be able to ask any questions, and she had to torture to extract a confession to make An Xiaoyu submit obediently.
So, she turned An Xiaoyu upside down and fixed her on the bench with a rope.
Immediately afterwards, a long strip appeared in his hand...
"How... so big!?"
When An Xiaoyu saw the things in Ji Ziyue's hands, her eyes widened involuntarily.
Yes, what Ji Ziyue took out was the feathers of some kind of bird, showing a deep purple color.
"Xiao Yu, I specially prepared this for you, Thunderbird's Feather!"
Ji Ziyue talked eloquently.
Thunderbirds are a special kind of spirit beast, they only fly when there is thunder and rain, and their feathers carry electricity.
These electric currents are undoubtedly fatal to deal with the ticklish An Xiaoyu!
"No...don't! Sister Ziyue, stop quickly!"
An Xiaoyu had a horrified expression on her face. She remembered that it was a long time ago that she was tortured like this to extract a confession.
That time, she almost died laughing!
"late!"
Ji Ziyue held the Thunderbird's feather in her hand, and then began to stir wantonly on the soles of An Xiaoyu's feet.
"Hahaha...so itchy!"
"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
……
An Xiaoyu's small feet barely touched the ground.
Therefore, in the entire Daotian Sword Sect, I am afraid that there is no one who is more ticklish than her.
After only a quarter of an hour, An Xiaoyu had already surrendered. The childish voice made Ji Ziyue feel like she was committing a crime...
"Ziyue... Sister, I... I'll say everything, don't move anymore!"
An Xiaoyu managed to get a moment to breathe.
At this time, her eyes had lost focus, and she would truthfully tell whatever Ji Ziyue asked.
Looking at the ups and downs of her little chest, Ji Ziyue knew that An Xiaoyu was indeed on the verge of collapse.
Her purpose has been achieved!
Next.
Ji Ziyue naturally got the answer she wanted from An Xiaoyu.
It's just that these answers have shocked Ji Ziyue, and even made her spirit a little unstable!
"This deity and my disciple... were Taoist companions in the previous life!?"
……
Xiao Yurou, Ye Yao'er, Su Youwei, Jiu'er and Gan Yu, the five girls suddenly had subtle hostility.
Jiu'er was the first to break the calm, and said righteously: "Sister Yurou, master let me take care of it!"
As soon as this remark came out, Ye Yaoer immediately met with strong opposition.
"Hmph! You little fox, how can you take good care of senior brother?"
Saying that, Ye Yaoer looked at Xiao Yurou.
The two exchanged glances with each other, everything was silent.
Anyway, they would never hand over Jiang Feng.
"Third Junior Sister is right, Jiu'er and Gan Yu, let us take care of Senior Brother during this time!"
"no!"
Between Jiu'er and Xiao Yurou, sparks almost sparked in their eyes.
Su Youwei and Gan Yu, who had been silent all this time, saw that they were going to fight, so they hurriedly tried to dissuade them.
"Second senior sister, senior brother, he definitely doesn't want to see you like this..."
With Su Youwei's efforts, Xiao Yurou calmed down.
She gradually realized that as the "oldest" person here, she was indeed a little impulsive.
the other side.
Gan Yu also said to Jiu'er: "Sister Jiu'er, the Pavilion Master is still in a coma, let's let him rest well!"
Hearing Gan Yu's words, Jiu'er also calmed down, knowing that now is not the time to act emotionally.
In the end, Gan Yu made a compromise proposal.
"Why don't we take care of the Lord Pavilion Master for a period of time?"
This suggestion was unanimously approved by all the women.
However, the timing is in Xiao Yurou's hands.
Xiao Yurou ranked herself on the first day, Ye Yaoer on the second day, Su Youwei on the third day...
And so on.
Although Jiu'er was still very dissatisfied, she finally compromised.
The injury that can make Jiang Feng unconscious does not last for ten days and half a month, and he should not be able to wake up.
As for where Jiang Feng recuperated, it was still in his own room.
……
The screen turns.
Ji Ziyue had already arrived at the place where An Xiaoyu lived, and saw An Xiaoyu who was making a clay doll.
A pair of slender white hands were already covered with sticky things...
"Xiaoyu, what are you doing?"
It was the first time for Ji Ziyue to see An Xiaoyu making a clay doll, so she walked around behind her curiously.
"ah--!!!"
An Xiaoyu was taken aback, she couldn't control the strength in her hand, and then all the sticky things splashed on her face.
She turned her head stiffly, squeezed out a smile and asked, "Sister Ziyue, why are you here?"
"Don't try to change the subject!"
Ji Ziyue instantly saw through An Xiaoyu's intentions.
Seeing that she couldn't get past it, An Xiaoyu had no choice but to confess honestly: "Sister Ziyue, I'm making a clay puppet!"
"Then... are you pinching the Taoist uncle?"
"Yeah yeah!"
An Xiaoyu nodded repeatedly, and only after seeing Ji Ziyue's smile did she realize that she had been tricked.
"Sister Ziyue, are you tricking me!?"
An Xiaoyu was extremely wronged.
Ji Ziyue directly ignored An Xiaoyu's grievance, and said with a straight face: "Tell me quickly, what is the relationship between you and Jiang Feng?"
Ji Ziyue now has reason to suspect that there must be some ulterior secret between An Xiaoyu and her apprentice Jiang Feng!
"me……"
An Xiaoyu knew that even if she told everything, Ji Ziyue would not believe it.
"Truthfully invite!"
Ji Ziyue had already taken out the bench, and was waiting to "extract a confession through torture".
An Xiaoyu gritted her teeth, and finally decided to hide the matter, although she did have a little selfishness.
"Sister Ziyue, in fact, Jiang Feng and I have been in love for a long time!"
"The reason why he is called Uncle Jiang Feng is because he likes me to call him that, and it will be more exciting..."
If Jiang Feng heard these words, he would probably vomit blood with anger. This is too easy to misunderstand!
Does Ji Ziyue believe it?
The word "do not believe" was clearly written on her face.
Even if An Xiaoyu's face turned as red as a ripe tomato after she finished speaking, she still wouldn't believe it.
"Xiao Yu, it seems that I can only force a confession!"
"Sister Ziyue, what are you doing!?" Seeing Ji Ziyue approaching her step by step, An Xiaoyu huddled into a ball.
"Don't come here!"
After almost meeting each other, An Xiaoyu's spiritual power was blocked, and she was pressed on the bench.
Like a fish on a chopping board...
An Xiaoyu tried to struggle to the death, and said repeatedly: "Sister Ziyue, I know I was wrong, please let me down?"
She knew, if she didn't struggle a little more.
What greets her will be the most terrifying punishment, at least for her, that's right.
"Where did you go wrong?"
"..."
An Xiaoyu couldn't tell, but she still wanted Ji Ziyue to let her go because of her strong desire to survive.
"Sister Ziyue, in view of the 500 years of friendship, please let me go!"
"Hehe... Do you think it's possible?"
Ji Ziyue knew that if she went on like this, she would not be able to ask any questions, and she had to torture to extract a confession to make An Xiaoyu submit obediently.
So, she turned An Xiaoyu upside down and fixed her on the bench with a rope.
Immediately afterwards, a long strip appeared in his hand...
"How... so big!?"
When An Xiaoyu saw the things in Ji Ziyue's hands, her eyes widened involuntarily.
Yes, what Ji Ziyue took out was the feathers of some kind of bird, showing a deep purple color.
"Xiao Yu, I specially prepared this for you, Thunderbird's Feather!"
Ji Ziyue talked eloquently.
Thunderbirds are a special kind of spirit beast, they only fly when there is thunder and rain, and their feathers carry electricity.
These electric currents are undoubtedly fatal to deal with the ticklish An Xiaoyu!
"No...don't! Sister Ziyue, stop quickly!"
An Xiaoyu had a horrified expression on her face. She remembered that it was a long time ago that she was tortured like this to extract a confession.
That time, she almost died laughing!
"late!"
Ji Ziyue held the Thunderbird's feather in her hand, and then began to stir wantonly on the soles of An Xiaoyu's feet.
"Hahaha...so itchy!"
"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
……
An Xiaoyu's small feet barely touched the ground.
Therefore, in the entire Daotian Sword Sect, I am afraid that there is no one who is more ticklish than her.
After only a quarter of an hour, An Xiaoyu had already surrendered. The childish voice made Ji Ziyue feel like she was committing a crime...
"Ziyue... Sister, I... I'll say everything, don't move anymore!"
An Xiaoyu managed to get a moment to breathe.
At this time, her eyes had lost focus, and she would truthfully tell whatever Ji Ziyue asked.
Looking at the ups and downs of her little chest, Ji Ziyue knew that An Xiaoyu was indeed on the verge of collapse.
Her purpose has been achieved!
Next.
Ji Ziyue naturally got the answer she wanted from An Xiaoyu.
It's just that these answers have shocked Ji Ziyue, and even made her spirit a little unstable!
"This deity and my disciple... were Taoist companions in the previous life!?"
……
