There was a pungent smell of blood in the palace, and in the main hall, Qin Yuyan sat on the throne symbolizing the throne of the emperor, with a gentle smile on her soft and elegant face, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes.

At the bottom of the main hall, the disciples of the Tilting Cloud Sect led by Jiang Chenqing sat around, with a smile on the corner of their mouths, and their eyes looked at the person who was prostrate in the center of the main hall.

The man's fine clothes were already in tatters, his hair was messy, and there were countless wounds on his body, large and small, and the bright blood was sprinkled on the cold marble along the hideous wounds, and his originally tall body was now curled up and shivering.

The palace people standing in the corner looked at this scene in front of them in fear, they never dreamed that they would encounter such a disaster.

"Isn't Your Majesty still unwilling to explain where the soul jade is? What's the trouble with this, the Tilting Cloud Sect and Qi Guo are originally friendly exchanges, why do you want to do such annoying things? Qin Yuyan, who was sitting on the throne, sighed, as if she was a little helpless, looking at the figure that was paralyzed on the ground like a dead dog.

Mo Qianyuan, the new emperor of Qi Guo who had just ascended the throne, he should have been admired by thousands of people, but now he has become the one who is tortured in this hall.

At this time, he didn't have the strength to struggle, just lying in the cold hall with his breath dying, and on that handsome face, there were two more hideous scars, sliding down from the corners of the left and right eyebrows, until the jaw, the fresh wound was still bleeding, but the pain had been ignored by Mo Qianyuan, because his body was now like being stirred by someone with a sword, and the pain made people almost faint.

But Mo Qianyuan knew that he would not pass out.

He couldn't remember how long he had endured this pain, the only thing he remembered was that early yesterday morning, the people of the Tilting Cloud Sect broke into the palace, forced the Manchu Dynasty to retreat, closed the entrance to the main hall, dragged him, the king of a country, from the throne, and forcibly poured unknown poison.

That's when the pain began......

The tendons and tendons of his hands and feet were all broken, his spine was cut hard, and he didn't know how many knives he had been cut up and down, and he couldn't even hold on for a moment because of the pain, but the people of the Tilting Cloud Sect poured him medicine to keep him awake, even if he went crazy in pain, he would never be able to pass out, and he could only suffer in the sharp pain that was heart-rending.

Mo Qianyuan wanted to laugh, laughing at his innocence, laughing at his stupidity, and the qiē he suffered today was not provoked by his woman's kindness?

If he listened to Jun Wuxie's words and struck first, how could he fall into the hands of the Tilting Cloud Sect?

However, he really didn't expect that the number one sect in the world would be so vicious, and he couldn't even die.

He thought that Jun Wuxian was ruthless, but compared to the people of the Tilting Cloud Sect, it was simply a small thing.

At the very least, Jun Wuxian would never kill innocent people.

Is this what Jun Wuxian wants to bet with himself?

Bet on whether the Tilting Cloud Sect will take on the reputation of the first sect, and bet on whether Qin Yuyan is as easy to talk as he imagined?

Mo Qianyuan swallowed the blood that overflowed from his throat, pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty, and the last trace of generosity under his eyes had disappeared under the painful torture.

"Still won't say it?" Qin Yuyan supported her chin with one hand, looking at Mo Qianyuan who was silent with some impatience, she really didn't expect that the emperor of a small country would have the courage to deceive her.

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