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A damp and gloomy torture chamber.

"Death is not a terrible thing. Mo Liang looked at the two people in front of him and said.

Li Chuan and Li Ze were tied to the seats, and Mo Liang sat opposite the two. "The terrible thing is that you are alive when you are longing to die. ”

There was no ripple in his face under the mask, and his whole body was shrouded in ink, like a ghost from hell.

"Tell me, who sent you, and why did you assassinate the king?" he asked coldly.

Li Chuan coldly turned his face away, closed his eyes and said nothing.

Li Ze's face was pale, and after being stabbed by King Lin, his injuries were extremely serious.

Gently, Mo Liang hooked the corners of his lips, this was the first time he showed a look other than indifference on his face, there was no warmth, it was still cold.

"I don't like crap. He said.

He walked up to Li Chuan, holding a dagger in his left hand and picking up Li Chuan's right hand.

"You're a luthier, but the calluses in your palms are much thicker than your fingers. This can be judged by the moves you made at the time of your assassination, and you are a sword-wielding man, a luthier, but a disguise. ”

With that, with a wave of the dagger in his hand, Li Ze's already tattered shirt was sliced open, revealing his scarred chest.

Mo Liang looked at Li Ze's chest seriously.

"In addition to yesterday's wounds, there are many old wounds on your body, which are about ten years old from the time, perhaps, you are a person who has been through the battlefield. ”

His gaze looked at Li Chuan Li Ze's face again: "You shouted 'Brother Chuan' yesterday, presumably you are still brothers, this is even more interesting." ”

Li Ze's face changed slightly, and he immediately looked at death and said, "Phew, the lackey of the Lin Kingdom, since I fell into your hands, I didn't want to spare this life. He smiled, "That's right, we are brothers, and I am not alone with Brother Sichuan on Huangquan Road!"

When Li Chuan heard this, he turned his face around, and his eyes met Li Ze's hearty smile, and he also laughed: "Yes, the big deal is just death!

Mo Liang looked at Li Chuan and sighed softly: "I told you yesterday that I won't let you die." ”

The regretful voice was still whirling, he grabbed Li Ze's right hand with his left hand, and pressed it on the table, with this action, two iron rings popped up on the table, and the two rings were interlocked, binding Li Ze's right hand very tightly.

"What are you going to do to my eldest brother?" Li Chuan shouted with a hideous look in his eyes.

Mo Liang replied calmly: "If you enter the heavy prison of Lin Guo, you will naturally be punished. ”

With that, the dagger in his hand slashed towards Li Ze's hand.

It's a cut, it's not a thorn, it's not a chop.

It's cutting, like a peasant woman chopping vegetables on a cutting board.

His movements were slow, but steady, as if under his hands were a sweet potato and a cabbage.

But that's neither, he's cutting flesh and blood.

His gaze was calm and earnest, cutting very seriously.

Section by section, cut along where the knuckle cartilage joins, and then, disconnect.

Li Ze's suppressed roar of pain in his throat came out, and Li Chuan shouted fiercely to stop.

Mo Liang's gaze was still calm, and the movements of his subordinates were stable to the extreme.

Blood gushed from between the severed fingers and pooled in the center of the table along the groove on the table, looking horrible as it looked.

A total of nine knives.

It's been a long time.

Nine severed fingers lay messily on the table, like sliced cabbage.

The three fingers of Li Ze's right hand have been severed together.

His face was twisted and hideous with pain. Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

"If you have the ability, you'll kill me!" he growled.

Mo Liang shook his head: "I said I won't kill you." ”

With that, he took out a blue porcelain bottle from the side of the desk, and gently smeared some white ointment from it and rubbed it on Li Chuan's severed finger.

The blood at Li Ze's severed finger immediately stopped flowing.

"Now, aren't you talking about it?" he asked.

He looked at Li Ze: "You still have seven fingers, and your brother still has ten, I'm not in a hurry." ”

He looked at Li Chuan: "Do you really plan to just watch like this all the time? ”

Li Chuan gritted his teeth.

Mo Liang wiped the blood on his left hand and looked at Li Chuan with a peaceful gaze.

"After experiencing the battlefield, you must have been a soldier, and you still have the old wounds of more than ten years ago, and yesterday you were still shouting to avenge the dead brothers, and your skills are not ordinary soldiers. Mo Liang sighed softly. "Do you want me to continue?"

There are really not many old things that span a decade.

This peeling back of the cocoon is already close to reality.

Li Chuan gritted his teeth: "Yes, we are Ruo Aojun ten years ago. ”

If Ao Jun?

Mo Liang's eyes sank slightly, but he didn't look surprised.

Ten years ago, if the Ao army was coerced by the Lin State to leave the Chu State, turn to the clouds, and then if the Ao army learned that the Lin State attacked Chu, he turned against him, but was forced into the Moon Valley by the Lin army, at that time, if the Ao army fell into a struggle with the Yun army, the Lin army fell from the mountain and boiled oil, and a fire burned the entire mountain into hell on earth.

The 50,000 Ruo Ao army was reduced to a soul.

Mo Liang shook his head

"It's a pity. He said.

"Chuan ...... , As far as I know, in the three armies of the Chu State, the right general has a deputy general named Li Chuan, and he also has an elder brother, who is probably called Li Ze, who is very consistent with you in terms of age, I guess right?" Mo Liang looked at Li Chuan and asked.

Li Chuan was shocked in his heart, Mo Liang could guess from the scars and the method of using the sword that they were the former Ruo Ao Army was already extremely amazing, but how could he be so familiar with the generals of the Chu army ten years ago?

Ten years ago, he was just a child of six or seven years old, how could he have known so clearly.

Li Chuan was silent for a moment, his eyebrows furrowed deeply: "Why do you know this?"

Mo Liang's expression was calm: "This has nothing to do with you, what you should worry about is that since your identity has been clarified, the next thing is the matter of life and death." ”

After that, Mo Liang's gaze fell on Li Ze's face, which was pale in pain, sighed softly, and pressed his left hand on his neck, and Li Ze fainted.

"Well, the pain will be better if you pass out. He said.

Hearing this, Li Chuan gritted his teeth: "You are so vicious in your heart, why do you pretend to be merciful?" he mocked and sneered.

Mo Liang approached Li Chuan, and looked sideways as if he had been carefully looking at it for a while.

"As I said, if you are imprisoned in Lin Guo, you will naturally be punished. He said calmly.

The same words, spoken at different times, have different meanings.

If he had guessed their identities before he tortured Li Ze, then his original intention in using the torture was not to extract a confession, and what did he mean by doing this?

"The meaning of the use of punishment is, of course, for the purpose of the punishment itself. As if he saw what Li Chuan was thinking, Mo Liang said leisurely.