Chapter 2: The Fall of Beijing
"But it's unfortunate that you're here, the thief has already left the Valley of Divine Medicine. Please search () to see the most complete!The fastest update" Wang Bee looked at Si Huang with great sympathy, thinking that even if the thief did not steal his child, he should have stolen his very important things, otherwise, as a noble spirit beast, how could he go all the way to track down a human being?
"Leave, leave?!!!" Si Huang was like a thunderbolt in the sky.
"yes, left three days ago. Wang Bee recalled the scene when his child followed a thief, and somewhere in his heart began to ache faintly, and his expression when he looked at Si Huang became more sympathetic.
"Go, where did you go?" Si Huang wanted to cry very much.
"This ...... But the thief flew south, maybe to the southern continent......" Wasp recalled carefully.
"South, but I came from the south!" Si Huang swooped and put away his tail, turned into two legs and squatted on the ground, wanting to cry without tears, "It's too late again, it's too late......"
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Syllable!
Syllable!
Syllable!
In the dark dungeon, the sound of whipping echoed one after another, and the air was filled with the smell of blood, oppressive and heavy!
A gray-robed man whipped incessantly, and opposite him, a man was chained to a torture crucifixion with his arms outstretched, his eyes wrapped in a thick cloth, and his body was already covered with blood.
No matter how much he was beaten, the man remained silent, only the fire of life grew darker and darker until he was dying.
"Wow, why are the bones so hard!" The gray-robed man felt that the other party was about to die again, so he stopped in annoyance, forcibly stuffed a healing pill into the other party's mouth, and continued to torture.
There was another gray-robed man in the dungeon, sitting upright in a chair, playing with a sound transmission stone that was constantly flashing.
Instead of the iconic gray eyes, the gray-robed man had a silver eye with a half-squinted slit, which shimmered with the ruthlessness of ambition.
There is no doubt that he is the former impostor head of the Zheng family, Zheng Qiusheng.
He came back and not only borrowed the power of devouring to capture the capital, but also captured Zheng Huanle alive.
The moment he became the head of the Zheng family again, Zheng Qiusheng thought that he could immediately possess the power of Zheng Huanle's bloodline.
However, when he stabbed his finger into Zheng Huanle's chest, he suddenly found that he couldn't feel any power in his blood!
All of Zheng Huanle's bloodlines were condensed into his eyes, not only that, but Zheng Qiusheng also found that Zheng Huanle's eyes couldn't be touched by anyone!
Zheng Qiusheng frowned, suddenly raised his hand, and the gray-robed man who was waving the whip saw his movements, and immediately stopped and stood aside.
"San'er, why bother?" Zheng Qiusheng slowly stood up, walked in front of Zheng Huanle step by step, and whispered in his ear: "Second Uncle is reluctant to torture you, as long as you obediently give your eyes, Second Uncle promises that you and those servants will be released, how about it?"
Zheng Huanle was blindfolded, and the pain in his body made him worse than death, but what made his heart worse than death was his hatred!
"Phew!" Zheng Huanle tilted his head, and a mouthful of blood spit on Zheng Qiusheng's face accurately, gritting his teeth and saying, "You are dreaming!"
Zheng Qiusheng's expression stiffened for a moment, and then he actually grinned, picked up the sound transmission stone, placed it in Zheng Huanle's ear, and opened it.
"Brother, how are you doing?"
"As the head of the family, I should be very busy, and I don't even reply to messages......"
"It's so joyful, is something happening to the Zheng family? Are you okay? Answer me......"
The familiar voice immediately floated out, Zheng Huanle was suddenly shocked, and subconsciously struggled a few times, driving the chains of his hands and feet to clang.
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