"Ahh

didn't care about Wang Fu's crying and screaming, and his heart and lungs were hurting to the point of begging for mercy.

Yang Ye silently put his right hand on Wang Fu's other intact ear.

Looking at Wang Fu's frightened, frightened, and begging for mercy eyes, Yang Ye didn't forget to smile at Wang Fu, "Don't worry, dear deacon of the dungeon, soon, it won't hurt too much." ”

"No, no, sir, please, no! no! no, no......"

Hiss!

The ears were connected to Wang Fu's face, and the flesh was torn off!

"Ahh

Another ear was torn off by Yang Ye, and then Yang Ye slowly put this ear to his mouth, one bite at a time, as if eating a thin-crust shortbread......

Wang Fu endured the pain of having his two ears torn off in a row at this time, and his eyes were almost bleeding from pain!

"My lord, I beg you to kill me!

I beg you to give me a good one! Let me die! I beg you!"

Yang Ye gently placed his right hand on the top of Wang Fu's head, and said dissatisfiedly, "It's really noisy, isn't it just that you tore off two ears, and didn't let you be a eunuch, why are you in such a hurry to die?" Don't worry, you won't die, you will only become a part of my cultivation." ”

Under the operation of the Heaven Eating Technique, Wang Fu's qi and blood breath were all absorbed into Yang Ye's body and became a dead corpse.

Yang Ye's cultivation at this time was already at the peak of the fifth layer of the Qi Condensation Layer, and the qi and blood of an ordinary mortal could not bring much change and growth to his cultivation.

But even if he couldn't bring progress to his cultivation, Yang Ye could still feel the tumbling of qi and blood in his body.

Obviously, his body still loves living qi and blood very much.

After all, to a certain extent, absorbing and devouring other people's qi and blood will bring a certain degree of vitality to one's body!

After solving one, Yang Ye prepared to move on to the next dungeon deacon who was immobilized by gravity.

This caused the other dungeon deacons to beg for mercy, after all, the tragic situation of Wang Fu before was really worrying, none of them wanted to be the next Wang Fu!

"My lord, I have a seventy-year-old mother and a six-year-old child, and I really can't die! If I die, they will have nothing to rely on in the future......

"My lord, so am I, my father has been seriously ill for a long time, if I die here, I'm afraid there will be no one to serve him in the future!"

"My lord, please spare me, I will never be a dungeon deacon again, I will be a civilian in peace!"

"Please, sir, let me go, I haven't beaten a single sinner, I'm a good person!"

Yang Ye swept over these words of begging for mercy with a divine sense, and there was a result.

Not a single one is telling the truth, it's all a lie!

As a monk with a slight cultivation, he can judge the heart of others when they tell a lie through his own divine sense.

It's easy to tell if a mortal is lying!

But this is also normal, after all, everyone is humble in the face of life.

Yang Ye first walked up to the dungeon deacon who said that he had a seventy-year-old mother and a six-year-old child in his house.

"I heard that you have a seventy-year-old mother and a six-year-old child?"

The dungeon deacon thought for a moment that Yang Ye really believed his words, and hurriedly nodded yes, "Yes, yes, I am not only old and young, but also have an extremely beautiful lady, I must not let her be widowed, my lord! Your Excellency, you must let me live!"

This time the dungeon deacon really didn't lie, he did have a flower-like concubine in a nearby small town, and he often went to the Spring Festival to enjoy life for a while.

After hearing this, Yang Ye touched her chin playfully and smiled, "Okay! What a beautiful lady, don't worry, she won't be widowed, I will help you meet all her needs, hahaha!"

Before the dungeon deacon understood what Yang Ye meant, he suddenly felt that his eyes were black, and the qi and blood all over his body seemed to evaporate!

Another dry corpse appeared in front of Yang Ye.

Immediately after, Yang Ye walked to the next dungeon deacon.

What the deacon had said before was that his father was seriously ill, and if he died, then his father would have no one to take care of him.

For this dungeon deacon, Yang Ye didn't even give him a chance to speak, but said a word to himself.

"My Yang Ye, the most hated thing in my life is to insult other people's parents, you are good, hehe, you dare to open the knife to your parents, I really don't know how the parents who gave birth to you and grew up so big, after hearing your sentence that your father is seriously ill, how do you feel?"

For the sake of his own survival, he did not hesitate to poison his father for being seriously ill!

Such a person......

Yang Ye felt that it was not enough to describe it with the word "death"!

"If I have the chance, I will tell your father to understand that he has a ...... A good son like no other in the world!"

Absorb the recipe of food!

Under the dungeon deacon's bewildered gaze, Yang Ye absorbed his qi and blood.

This is the third dried corpse.

Then, Yang Ye walked to the guy who kept saying that he would no longer be a dungeon deacon in the next life, and that he wanted to be a commoner.

Yang Ye's pace was slow, steady, and calm.

But the expressions and hearts of all the living dungeon deacons present were frightened, trembling, and panicked.

"You said that for the rest of your life, you should be honest and be a civilian, right?" Yang Ye calmly looked at the sinners in front of him.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, as long as I live, I don't want to be a dungeon deacon in my life, I just want to spend the rest of my life in peace, I just ask you to let me live quietly, I beg you to ......"

After Yang Yewei waited for the deacon of the prison to finish, he interrupted, "Do you live quietly, or do you ......

Take the bribes and offerings you have received over the years, find a remote town, wrap two delicate beauties, and drink fine wine every day to be an uncle......"

This dungeon deacon who said that he wanted to be a commoner, was instantly stunned after listening to Yang Ye's words, and muttered in disbelief, "You...... How do you know my heart...... All that I thought ......"

Yang Ye shook his head and said, "Then become a part of my qi and blood and cultivation." ”

After the food recipe is run and absorbed.

Another shriveled corpse.

This is the fourth corpse.

Yang Ye was no longer patient at this time, and his right hand shook slightly.

The remaining twenty or so dungeon deacons dried up and died in an instant!