Screams reverberated faintly in the dim dungeon, filled with musty smell and bloody smell, Wang Zixuan opened his eyes and saw an empty torture room.

The torture chamber was surrounded by rusty walls, without doors or windows, and on the walls were all kinds of torture instruments, and the soldering iron in the burning furnace under his feet was already burning red.

Before his eyes could be clear, there was a sharp pain on Wang Zixuan's body, especially behind him.

Wang Zixuan instinctively writhed and struggled, but he couldn't do it, only to find that two heavy iron balls were hanging from his feet, and the sound of cold iron chains colliding also reminded him that he was now hanging in the middle of this torture chamber.

The body shook slightly because of the struggle, and the back of the injury was tied with hands, and now it was even more painful.

He tried his best to pinch his fingers and calculate, but he was shocked in his heart.

The result of the calculation is that the killing and robbery are not over, and the future is uncertain!

This time, his life hung by a thread, which was the price of quick success, and Wang Zixuan was on the verge of death, because he wanted to know the price of quickly improving his cultivation.

The hanging arm became more and more numb, and time passed little by little, and Wang Zixuan fell into a coma again.

"Wow!"

A scoop of cold water poured down from his head, causing the unconscious Wang Zixuan to wake up suddenly, and his vision gradually became clearer.

"Master Wang, are you awake?"

In the wheelchair, a middle-aged man wearing a Burmese military uniform, the rank of lieutenant general, with pale lips and a bloodless face, smiled at the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were extremely sharp.

"Hello. Wang Zixuan said in a hoarse voice, with an indifferent smile on his face.

The man is none other than Lieutenant General Su Yan.

His eyes narrowed slightly, looking Wang Zixuan up and down, originally he wanted to use the whole set of torture tools again, but he felt that he had fallen into a state at this time, so he could still be calm, this courage was heartbreaking.

"Master Wang is a hero, killing 107 people, seriously injuring 207 people, and lightly injuring 09 people, which is admirable!"

Wang Zixuan said indifferently: "It's just self-defense, killing people is not something to show off." ”

Su Yan crossed his hands and said: "How about making a deal, swear allegiance to me, I will give you glory and wealth, otherwise I will have to hand you over to Commissioner Yanwang, he is looking for you outside, and now your body is worth five million kyats!"

"Haven't asked yet?" Wang Zixuan smiled slightly.

He saw ambition in the eyes of this general, and risked his life to save him, how could it be a mere sum of money.

"Su Yan!"

Wang Zixuan said hoarsely: "General Su Yan, I am a feng shui master!"

"What do you want to say!" Lieutenant General Su Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.

Wang Zixuan said in a hoarse voice: "If I really swear allegiance to you, you will suffer a catastrophe, and many people will kill you quickly." ”

"Oh, you know, I know, if we don't say it, who will know?" Lieutenant General Su Yan was expressionless.

"There are gods three feet above your head, and you can hide it from ordinary people, but you can't hide it from cultivators. Wang Zixuan shook his head.

"It's a pity that I was sincere, and I came to see you as soon as I got off the operating table. Lieutenant General Su Yan sneered, looked at the red-hot soldering iron, and said in a low voice: "Someone!"

The corner door of one side of the wall rose, and a dark, shirtless man came in and humbly saluted Lieutenant General Su Yan.

"When the prisoner is cold, warm him up. General Su Yan said lightly.

"Obey the general!" The shirtless man answered, sneered, picked up the red soldering iron and burned it towards Wang Zixuan's chest, his face looked extremely hideous under the reflection of the brazier.

"If you dare to touch me, you will die!" Wang Zixuan looked at the fierce man.

"It's still arrogant, then I'll ruin your face first!" the shirtless man at the execution smiled mockingly.

Wang Zixuan's eyes were cold, and he threw out a sentence:

"General Su Yan is so open-minded, how can he become the Ninth Five-Year Supreme in the future?"

"Slow!" Lieutenant General Su Yan hurriedly stopped him, raised his hand to pull the wound, and the military uniform on his shoulder was soaked red with blood.

The shirtless man hurriedly withdrew his hand, the soldering iron was close to him, and Wang Zixuan could feel the burning heat on it.

The corners of Su Yan's mouth twitched and looked at Wang Zixuan, if he couldn't say anything, he would definitely make him look good.

Wang Zixuan said incomprehensibly: "The feng shui of the place where your ancestors buried their bones is very good, and the physiognomy is also the appearance of a human dragon, but it's a pity that the feng shui of your Yang Mansion is too poor, otherwise you can sit in that position within three years." ”

"Yang Mansion, within three years?" Su Yan's eyes flickered, the wound on his shoulder cracked, and his military uniform was stained red with blood, but he didn't realize it.

"The Yang Mansion is your residence, in the world, there are only a handful of people who can change your Yang Mansion, and only I can help you!" Wang Zixuan said indifferently, but his words revealed strong confidence.

Su Yan's heart pounded: "How do I know if what you said is true or false?"

His ambition became more and more intense, looking at a person's ability, looking at his opponent, the opponent of the person in front of him was the big demon Ba Yanwang.

Wang Zixuan said indifferently: "A person's life is full of choices! This kind of gambling is rational and inevitable! Life is a gamble!"

"......" Lieutenant General Su Yan was silent, weighing the pros and cons in his heart.

"General Su Yan doesn't have to doubt my purpose, artillery galloped to help, risk saving me, I, Wang Zixuan, owe no one in my life. Wang Zixuan said proudly.

Su Yan hesitated for a moment and said apologetically, "This ...... Master Wang, there is one thing I must tell you, my subordinates are afraid of your ability, and they have taken it upon themselves to serve you the Transformation Gong San, and now that you have lost all your cultivation, can you still change your Feng Shui!"

His eyes flickered, and he looked at the expression on Wang Zixuan's face.

Su Yanzhong subdued Wang Zixuan, just wanting to teach him more behind the scenes and train cultivators for him, but he didn't expect that there would be unexpected gains.

Wang Zixuan's heart was awe-inspiring, feeling himself, he couldn't help but secretly breathe a long sigh in his heart, his cultivation was just sealed in the dantian by the medicinal power and difficult to mobilize, and it was not really destroyed, Sang Chong's secret technique could still be used, and he knew the way to remove this kind of chemical power and dissipate toxins, although it was a little troublesome.

His face was shocked at first, and then he was calm, and said with a smile: "Heaven's will is hard to disobey, it's good to lose your cultivation, there is less fighting and calamity, you can practice with peace of mind, but Feng Shui is okay." ”

"Master Wang is really a master's mind, what are you still doing in a daze, quickly let the master down and send him for treatment!" Lieutenant General Su Yan praised the man who ordered the execution with a pleasant face.

Wang Zixuan, who had lost his terrifying cultivation, was better controlled, and he also put away a lot of guards.

The shirtless man didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly loosened the chains for Wang Zixuan, and said with an embarrassed face: "Sir, the prisoners who come here will be whipped first......

Five white-coat military doctors who were waiting outside quickly came in, put Wang Zixuan on a stretcher, and pushed him out in a wheelchair.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Zixuan counterattacked from the prisoner under the stairs and turned into a guest of the Burmese general.

Lieutenant General Su Yan, who was in a wheelchair, gave the adjutant a look, and the latter took out the silenced pistol on his waist, and a gunshot rang out, and blood splattered on the back of the head of the shirtless man who was executed.