Chapter 250: The North-South Affair
Jingyang is still locked to the wall. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The chains of the chain have already strangled the wrists and ankles out of bruises, without the vitality to nourish the body, his body's recovery ability has become very slow, and the peacock ninety-five poison has tormented his body more fragile than ordinary people, but a gust of wind blowing from nowhere on his body, as if he had been stabbed by a cutting storm.
There was no trace of blood on his complexion, his hair was full of coagulated blood, and his white prison clothes were stained with the crimson that flowed from his body under the clothes.
His body was like a puddle of mud, and there was a stench of blood and sweat on his body.
His body was full of scars, and his eyes, which were clear and bright in the past, were now full of exhaustion and death-like indifference.
"Ahemβ"
A few strands of blood spit out of his mouth, and his throat was so dry that it was about to split, and these few strands of blood made his throat moist for a while, and there was a brief pleasure. The blood that spat out of his mouth was foaming white and tinged green.
"The Peacock Nine Martial Poison in your body should be dispersed, around night, there will be a second round of poisoning, and this time some of the rest of the poison will be added, it will be much more painful than before, enjoy your current quietness." The dwarf, who had thought he was asleep, suddenly spoke.
His voice was very abrupt in this prison, and the hoarse voice was also extremely crisp.
The dwarf was silent for a long time, it seemed that he had woken up for such a day, his physical condition had recovered a lot, and he spoke a little more energetically than a few days ago, and said, "Today is the first day, the fifth day, or the sixth day? You have not begged for mercy for so many days, and you are also remarkable." β
The only one who answered him was Jingyang, who coughed weakly as if he was dying.
His breath and voice were as faint as when the gnome had first woken up, and this time it was the gnome's turn to worry if he would die at any moment.
"A cultivator's physique is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and the injuries they suffer heal much faster, but they all rely on the nourishment of vitality, and without the nourishment of vitality, then they are no different from ordinary people. The gnome said to himself.
"Those jailers gave you the Continuation Beads, you must eat them. β
There was dead silence in the cell, and occasionally everyone except Jingyang coughed.
The dwarf remembered his life, remembered his former glory, and then slowly stroked the body that was tortured so that it had nothing to do with people, and asked lightly: "Do you regret it?"
After thirty breaths of silence, Jing Yang's voice came: "No regrets." β
His voice was extremely weak, like a cat's breath, three simple words, he spoke for a long time, and there were multiple changes in the tone of the three words, and in each change, there were countless pains.
The dark shadow of the prison, the dim firelight, his voice was like a ghost crying, and his body was tied to the wall, like a ghost.
"If you don't regret it, it's fine. The gnome's voice also became muffled.
"Let me remind you, in the next punishment, they will stimulate your heart and lungs, you will not be able to breathe, you will not be able to sleep for so many days, they will not let you sleep, the application of the peacock ninety-five poison will make you experience every pain very clearly. β
There were dozens of breaths of silence again.
"Thank you...... Thank. β
"No, I don't. With that, the dwarf lay back down and soon fell asleep.
Jing Yang's ears were quiet again, but they were not quiet, and his ears seemed to start buzzing because of his physical condition.
There is no discomfort and pain everywhere in the body. It wasn't intuitive pain, a lot of pain was so painful that it couldn't be expressed, it went deep into the bone marrow, and every inch of the bones in the body seemed to have turned into mud.
"Ahemβ"
The cough comes out of the body irrepressibly, and each cough makes it as if the lungs come out of the mouth, and the mouth shatters like a piece of paper.
I have never experienced such a bad state of my body, nor have I ever felt that my mind would be so depressed.
He understood what it meant to be better off to live than to die.
Deep down, he is also extremely sour, not for himself, but for Zhang Jianguo. After truly experiencing the horrors of the prison of the Supervision Department, he realized what Zhang Jianguo had experienced in this prison in the past few months.
The sound of rude footsteps rang in his ears like an explosion of rocks, and a bright red figure appeared in front of his cell.
"Speak from generation to generation. The jailer of the Supervision Department looked very indifferent, "The messenger is Liu Rong, the palace maid next to the queen's mother. β
"The letter has been delivered, the person has not been found, take care. β
After speaking, the jailer of the Supervision Division glanced at this world-famous Nine Swords Sect Jiayi, shook his head, and then turned to leave.
Jingyang remained motionless, like a dead man.
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The dark clouds in the north of Zhongzhou seem to have drifted to the south, and it is raining in Monanling.
The mountains and forests in the north of Mo Nanling, which are nearly 100 miles long, were wet, and they were all silent in this heavy rain.
In a large area, there were armies marching through the mud, they had lost their targets for a long time, and when the rain fell, they knew that it was becoming more and more difficult to find the people they wanted to find, so their faces became more and more solemn.
The chase continues.
Zhang Ling, the bell sword immortal, stood on the top of a mountain, the rain and mist swirled, hovering her body, and not a drop of raindrops falling from the sky could fall on her body.
Her bloated body was still dry, and her vision was still extremely open in the rain and mist.
As the highest Yuan Sage in the world, and the strongest woman in the world, she naturally undertook the highest mission of the Dawu Dynasty when she appeared here, but the sudden incident that day made Gong Conglong escape from her hands, and it also made her extremely angry and bear enough pressure.
At this time, the heavy rain seemed to be against her, and even if she was as strong as her, she could not make this rain stop.
She looked at the vast land in the rain and felt a trace of tiredness.
"Nangong Bat, where are you. β
It was in this vast mountain forest, in one of the extremely hidden caves, that a man with short hair, a ponytail behind his back, and a strange tattoo on his forehead covered by bangs sat in front of the cave, and his whole person was like a sword that was so sharp that it was piercing.
Behind him was a middle-aged man with a burly figure and a somewhat square face.
One of these two is the famous Yuan Sage Sword Emperor of Jinmeng, and the other is the highly respected Four-Score King of Nanyande.
"Actually, even now, I don't quite understand why you're helping me. Gong Conglong touched the injury on his chest, which had basically healed at this time, but there was still a lot of pain.
"I've said it many times, not to help you, it's to help Jinmeng. Witch Sword Emperor Zhou Leiyun looked at Yan Yudao.
Gong Conglong smiled and said, "If you give Zhongzhou Nan trouble, you are helping Jin Meng? You obviously have other choices, for example, to support my second brother." β
Zhou Leiyun nodded, his face was a little straight, and he seemed a little old-fashioned, which made people feel that he was a teacher, but anyone who heard about his deeds and name knew how terrible this person was.
If the Northern and Southern Sword Gods are the two strongest swordsmen in Zhongzhou, then the Wu Sword Emperor is the strongest swordsman in Jinmeng. For the people of Zhongzhou, this name will be a little unfamiliar, but for the Jinmeng people, it is the top of the famous visible, can take the title of Sword Emperor, naturally have a decisive level, and being able to rescue Gong Conglong from the hands of the bell sword fairy proves his strength.
Although Jin Meng is best at witchcraft rather than martial arts, so that the Wu Sword Emperor may not be inferior to the two Zhongzhou Sword Gods in terms of attainment, it does not mean that he does not have the top strength.
Zhou Leiyun turned his head, looked at Gong Conglong, and said, "Actually, this is playing chess." β
"Supporting Nangong bats, or supporting Yang Zhiguo, is adding southern troubles to Zhongzhou, as for who to support, it is the meaning of the prime minister, the prime minister may be more convinced, the first in the world back then, and now he still has the strength to save Nanyan. β
Gong Conglong said: "Do you need me Nanyan to pay anything in return?"
"Fighting with Wu Chao to the end is the best reward. β
Gong Conglong smiled knowingly.
The wind outside was cool, and it drowned out all the insect chirping.
"You are the only one who knows the place of his retreat, how long is it until Nangong Bat comes out?"
This round-up, this hidden, but huge operation, targeted the person from beginning to end who was named the strongest Nangong Bat in the world ten years ago, but until now, there is no news about his exact location and exit time. No one knew exactly where his retreat was, and even the other three kings of Nanyan had no news.
"Is this a lie?" asked Zhou Leiyun.
"It's not. Gong Conglong shook his head and said, "The eldest brother agreed with me ten years ago on a location, and asked me to pick him up when the time comes. β
"Why did you come to pick him up?"
"Because the eldest brother knows that I am the one who will not betray him. Speaking of betrayal, Gong emerged sharply from the dragon's eyes.
Nangong Bat may have predicted ten years ago that his brother would betray him.
"Why do you have to pick it up?"
Gong Conglong leaned his body against the cave wall and said, "Actually, when we retreated south, the eldest brother did not return to the later Nanyan Land at all, in other words, the Nanyan Land was divided, and it actually had nothing to do with the eldest brother. β
"So you need someone to lead?"
"Hmm. β
"You're lying. Zhou Leiyun interrupted him coldly.
In Gong Conglong's curious gaze, Zhou Leiyun said coldly: "Nangong Bat has never been a stupid person, since he expected that his brother might betray him during the ten years of retreat, then he should also expect that letting his brother come to Zhongzhou to pick him up at risk may also attract the attention of the entire dynasty, so why don't you choose to go out silently and return to Nanyan silently, but in this way?"
"If he's not stupid, he's doing it on purpose. Zhou Leiyun looked at Gong Conglong's eyes.
Gong Conglong laughed, and after ten full breaths, he stopped laughing, looked at the rain that kept falling outside, and said: "Big brother is a very proud person, a very cold person, and naturally as the Sword Emperor said, he is not a stupid person. β
Gong Conglong nodded and said: "The Sword Emperor is right, when a character like the eldest brother goes out, what he naturally wants is the countless blood of his great enemy, the Great Martial Dynasty, to accompany him." β