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The area is patrolled by elite soldiers.

All the soldiers respectfully stopped patrolling when they saw Yuan Bin, "Lord Yuan." ”

Yuan Bin nodded.

In the end, the person in charge of this piece of heavenly prison was called by Yuan Bin, "This is the new criminal department servant who came to serve Junchen and was enshrined by His Majesty." ”

Lai Junchen also showed his token, and the eyes of the person in charge of the prison who looked at Lai Junchen changed after checking it.

The person in charge of the prison was sincerely frightened, and hurriedly visited Lai Junchen, who was his boss in a way!

Opening the iron door, an eerie and damp aura poured out of the dark stone staircase.

A chill came over my face.

The sound of crisp footsteps echoed in the dungeon.

......

Huang Lin was lying on the cold and damp stone floor, now he only felt extremely tired, he wanted to sleep, completely asleep.

I struggled to move my body, and my body was a little numb after lying down for too long.

"Uh-huh......" moaned a little weakly.

Huang Lin frowned, the pain around him made him uncomfortable and painful.

Some of the wounds had not yet healed and had suppurated, and the yellow pus emitted a pungent stench.

When he moved slightly, the pain from the wound seeped into the bone marrow, and the surrounding area was cold and weak, and this uncomfortable feeling that was almost mad almost drove him crazy.

"Ahh

Huang Lin suddenly went crazy for no reason and slapped the ground hard.

The muscles of the limbs bulged high, and some of the wounds that had just scabbed were directly cracked, and clear blood splattered outward.

But these pains are completely ignored, and how can physical pain compare to mental torture!

Not long ago, he was still a high-ranking Spirit God Ninefold powerhouse, but in the blink of an eye, he became a waste person who had cultivated to a complete waste!

The bones of the important joints around the body have been directly picked out, and his own cultivation is far from reaching the level of bone regeneration.

Huang Lin has completely despaired.

When he opened his mouth, Huang Lin scolded aimlessly and casually, he didn't know who to scold, anyway, no matter how ugly it sounded, how to scold it.

Now he only wants to die.

"But even if I die, I'm going to watch you follow in my footsteps in hell!" Huang Lin thought viciously.

Huang Lin's eyes were full of infinite anger and unwillingness, "The king of this small and remote country is really stupid, does he know who is standing behind that lord and me?"

At the same time, Huang Lin also thought that someone had been coming to force him to confess in the past few days, and wanted to inquire about the origin of himself and others.

Huang Lin smiled disdainfully, at this point, what else was he afraid of.

It's just physical torture, it's a big deal! Anyway, his cultivation is abolished, and there is no difference between him and a wasted person.

Lying on the ground weakly, Huang Lin felt a little tired, he hadn't been so tired for a long time.

"Knock, knock, knock......"

A rhythmic footstep echoes through the empty and closed prison.

Huang Lin raised her eyelids, revealing a touch of disdain under her eyes.

Are you going to interrogate yourself again? ridiculous!

I don't want to say anything else, I still have this backbone!

"Squeak~" The heavy iron door was pushed open, and Huang Lin turned his head, only to see a handsome young man wearing a black official robe.

Scold?

Substitution?

It's useless to change people, Huang Lin smiled disdainfully.

"You're Huang Lin, aren't you?"

Very flat voice, even a little feminine.

"Sissy!" Huang Lin sneered.

Lai Junchen didn't care, bent down and squatted down, like a chef looking at his ingredients, his eyes were full of appreciation. The slender fingers gently run across the surface of the skull's skin, like the sharpest scalpel, leaving a thin red line that is almost invisible.

Smiling with satisfaction, Lai Junchen stood up, "Yes, very strong." ”

Lowering his head, Lai Junchen's face was full of unpredictable smiles, and he suddenly asked thoughtlessly: "Do you know the name of my exercises?"

Huang Lin looked at Lai Junchen like a neuropath.

Lai Junchen said to himself: "The name of my exercise is "Luo Weaving Sutra", you may not have heard of it, but from today onwards, I believe you will never forget the name of this exercise for the rest of your life." ”

Junchen is also extremely satisfied with the deduced exercise ability, which is very in line with his inner thoughts and his train of thought.

Therefore, he named this exercise "Luo Weaving Sutra".

The name was not taken out at random.

In his previous life, Lai Junchen wrote a book - "Luo Weaving Sutra". In this book, it tells how Lai Junchen fabricated charges and framed murderers. When Zhou Xing, a cool official, was dying, he read this book and sighed to himself, and he was willing to die; Di Renjie, the prime minister of a generation, read this book, and broke out in a cold sweat, but he did not dare to cry out for injustice; Empress Wu Zetian faced this book and sighed: I may not be able to pass it if I am so clever. Murder is born.

Lai Junchen carried his hands behind his back and walked around Huang Lin lying on the ground, and every step was accurately stepped on Huang Lin's heartbeat.

"Do you know what a great sin you have committed?"

Lai Junchen squinted and smiled.

Huang Lin looked at Lai Junchen like a neurotic. "Great sin, heh, you just wait for the wrath of the Yan King. Not only you, but your entire Xia Kingdom will be razed to the ground!"

"King Yan, who is King Yan?" asked Lai Junchen with interest.

Huang Lin was silent.

Lai Junchen didn't care, opened his mouth and was about to speak, "Boom!"

The prison collapsed, and a slightly reddened, jade-pure palm fell from the sky.

The bricks and tiles shattered, but an invisible force enveloped Huang Lin so that it was not harmed.

Huang Lin saw Lai Junchen shatter like a broken porcelain doll, and then drowned in the ruins.

Huang Lin's eyes showed a bright light, this familiar power is the Lord!

Huang Lin struggled to get up and knelt on the ground, "Huang Lin greets the Lord!" I don't know why, Huang Lin felt that the injuries around him had completely recovered at this moment, and there was no such pain.

But this anomaly is completely ignored by Huang Lin.

Or maybe that's the Lord's way!

Huang Lin snorted on the ground on his forehead, and said excitedly: "Lord, this barbaric small country is simply the most vicious, and it dares to kidnap Lord Huang, the Lord must destroy this indigenous person who dares to provoke our Great Yan Dynasty!"

The voice trembled slightly, Huang Lin's eyes were full of excitement, I didn't expect the adults to come so quickly!

"Hmm. "The top of the dungeon was pierced by a palm, and warm sunlight poured in through the cracked rift.

The vast and majestic voice penetrated from the outside, and Huang Lin's expression became more and more excited, this voice was an adult!

Huang Lin couldn't help but think of the face of an adult in his mind, and the next moment, a domineering and majestic figure stepped down from the sky step by step.

"Waste! You will be captured alive by the enemy, you will really lose the face of my Great Yan Dynasty!"

Huang Lin was sincerely afraid, "My lord, the main reason is that the enemy used treacherous tricks to plot against Huang Da talent, causing Huang Da to accidentally fall into the enemy's ambush. ”

"I beg you to give us another chance. Huang Lin fell to his knees, and at the same time longed in his heart, hoping that the adult could heal his injuries.