Chapter 715: Torture
Hearing the master say such words, the palace emperor was slightly moved.
But she is no longer the little girl she used to be.
"He is very powerful. He can rub you on the ground, master." The palace emperor did not forget to remind him.
Yaochi felt that the palace emperor's description was correct, so he rubbed it on the ground.
But you are offering the master with both hands. It’s a pity that I don’t have a master, otherwise I would also give one to you.
And that stupid junior brother, why is he not a junior sister?
Calculating it this way, I really have no advantage at all, and I will be isolated when the time comes.
"Haha, how powerful can it be? Do you think you have made no progress as a teacher over the years?"
"If I want to, my master, I can cut off your soul with just one hair, let alone anything else."
As soon as he heard this tone, Yaochi felt that something was going on. Your palace emperor really asked his master to play with his master. You are really his master's good apprentice. If your master knew about it, I'm afraid he would be so angry that you would vomit blood.
"Are you from the Huaqing tribe?" Emperor Yin looked at Yaochi, which made Yaochi very uncomfortable. Emperor Yin's eyes were like snakes and scorpions.
"She is." The palace emperor answered for Yaochi.
Emperor Yin chuckled: "It wasn't just Sha Wen at the beginning. I also arranged for the Huaqing Clan to go out. You should be a remnant of the Huaqing Clan. The Huaqing Clan must have laid the foundation outside."
"Master, I've never heard of this race, so don't have any expectations."
Emperor Yin's beautiful eyes widened: "You stabbed the master in the back, and the master hasn't even asked you to settle the score yet, and you still made him your master."
"I just don't want you to hope, Master, the greater your hopes, the greater your disappointment."
"Master is no longer the master he once was. In my eyes, you are no different from an ant. Get out and don't waste time."
The palace emperor opened the Golden Wheel directly, and the group left the sealed secret realm.
In the dungeon of the Soul Palace.
Tangze listened to the prisoner next to him bragging in boredom.
"Hey, new guy, what did you do to get here?" asked a dirty middle-aged man from the cage next to Tang Ze. His Taoist robe was almost soaked with pulp. He must have been locked up for many years.
Tang Ze let out a sigh: "The Demon Emperor and the Saint are worried about me. Maybe I will pay the price later."
"You're really good at bragging, but once you're locked up here, you basically don't have to go out."
Tang Ze asked out of curiosity: "What are you being imprisoned for?"
"After robbing something from the Soul Palace, the Guardian of the Soul Palace arrested me."
"It must be nice to be locked up here."
The man raised his dirty hair: "Of course, I was also the leader of a sect back then. I dominated the fifth-level immortal kingdom and was worshiped by thousands of people..."
"Tell the important point."
The man smiled and stretched out his hand.
"What's the meaning?"
"You just came from outside. You must have something delicious with you. Get some and I'll tell you, honey."
Tangze didn't expect that he would encounter this kind of thing, so he took out a pack of crispy noodles, which were still cumin-flavored.
"What is this?" The man held it in his hand and looked at it. It didn't feel like food.
"Tear it apart, be gentle."
According to Tangze's words, the man tore open the packaging bag and immediately smelled a different smell. He took a bite and his eyes widened.
So crispy and fragrant.
"Fellow Taoist, what is this made of? It tastes so amazing."
"Tell the important point."
"One more pack."
Tang Ze clenched his fingers, and the man's body seemed to be squeezed by a huge force: "Just do it once, you still want to blackmail me?"
"I...I said...said..."
"It's...Mucheng...Hai."
Tang Ze frowned after hearing this. Is the company worried that they would not be able to find clues, so they specially arranged for one to be nearby?
But why is there one more word?
But then again, how could the company know what it wanted? No one knew the material of the ancient card.
coincide?
Tang Ze let go of the other person and said with a smile: "What does this thing do? What does it look like?"
"Ahem, senior, this Mu Chenghai is a sea wood that has been formed over tens of thousands of years. It turns into powder after being crushed. It has miraculous effects on healing. With some elixirs, it can be used to refine powerful elixirs."
"Where is this thing?"
"Senior, don't kill me. I'm hiding in the sect. You must not tell the people in the Soul Palace that I can survive until now because I am the toughest. Once I confess, I will die."
"I think the interrogation in the Soul Palace isn't very good either."
Tang Ze had just finished speaking when footsteps sounded.
"You! Come out!"
Tangze twisted his neck. It was finally my turn. I had never been interrogated before, so it felt pretty good.
The man watched Tang Ze leave and he breathed a sigh of relief. This stuff is so delicious.
After walking out of the cell and turning a few corners, Tangze came to a secret room where various torture instruments were displayed.
This reminded Tang Ze of meeting Ji Lan for the first time.
"Stand up."
Tang Ze stood obediently in front of the shelf, and then his hands and feet were tied up with iron chains, and even his neck was tied tightly.
How cruel! How cruel! So exciting.
"Be honest! I'll let you know later what life is worse than death!"
The jailer left temporarily after speaking.
"Hey, hey, why are you leaving like that? Weren't you trying to force a confession..." Tangze shouted, don't let the excitement cool down, he tied me up and didn't care.
Could it be a broken soul?
He was the only one who could do this kind of thing, and Tangze suddenly felt bored.
Listening to the footsteps getting closer, a man in a black cloak walked in and closed the cell door.
"I told you not to come, but you insisted on coming, you..."
Tang Ze didn't finish his words, and saw the other party lift up his hood, revealing a beautiful face.
It turned out to be the Nine Heavens Saint.
For a moment, the cell was slightly silent.
"Why don't you say anything?" The Nine Heavens Saint asked lightly.
"I won't say anything, I don't know anything."
After hearing this, the Nine Heavens Saint walked directly to Tang Ze's side without any ripples, and actually raised Tang Ze's chin: "Continue."
How to dig? I was teased.
"Beauty trap? It doesn't work on me, don't think about getting the truth out of me."
"Tang Ze, you really like to play."
"What are you talking about? I don't understand."
The Nine Heavens Saint's slender hand slowly moved up, as if she was stroking Tang Ze's cheek: "I have a book, guess what it is called?"
"How do I know." Tang Ze was speechless. I'm not a god, at most I'm bound to two systems.
"It's called Tang Ze User Manual."
Tang Ze: "..."
Damn, who wrote it? He actually treated himself as a tool.
"It seems that you bought a pirated version."
"I think so too. After all, the things written on it are magical, as if as long as they are used properly, they can be second to none."
It's over. She bought the genuine version.
"Saint, it's all nonsense and can't be trusted."
"Won't you know if you try it?"
Tang Ze's eyes widened immediately: "No, you are a saint after all. Is it against the will of heaven to do this? I will never do it!"
"You have a hard mouth, but your body is very honest."
"I want to scream!"
"Scream, no one will hear you even if you scream your throat out."
"Shameless!!!"
