There is also a key in the box.

The expression of the Red River Envoy was the most solemn at the moment, he did not face Gu Qian this time, but turned his head slightly, looked at Zhang Junling who was stunned, and said solemnly: "Mr. Zhang, Your Highness believes that you are from the Lotus Pavilion orthodox and are a closed disciple of Mr. Yuan Chun. So I decided to hand over this key to you. I hope you compromise on safekeeping. ”

This is a key in the shape of a slanted crescent.

"What kind of key is this?"

Zhang Junling frowned, put his two fingers together, and provoked slightly, the key floated up with a bang, and swept into her palm by itself, looking carefully, it didn't seem to be anything special and different, just bent like an oblique moon, gently shaking and rippling water.

Gu Qian was the same, this was the first time he had seen a key with such a strange shape.

"It's ...... A special key. ”

The envoy of the Red River gave such an answer in a vague manner, with a mysterious smile on his face, and said, "Mr. Zhang, keep it." ”

Mysterious and mysterious.

Quirky and quirky.

The corners of Zhang Junling's lips twitched, she didn't bother to think about it so much, she just twisted it lightly, threw it, and the oblique moon key was thrown up and down, she nodded and said, "This key is very beautiful, I like it very much." I took it. ”

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......

"Ning Yi, as you can see, Gongsun Yue has been ruined. ”

Outside the Tiandu City, the red pavilion is green water.

The prince set up a long table very elegantly, spread Bai Xuan, and the prince of the sea grinded it for him, and in front of him was the lake of the free lake, the mountains and rivers were shrouded in mist, and it was quite like a fairyland on earth.

The harsh winter has gone, although there are still three points of steep spring cold, but the ice on the lake has melted, and the carp has recovered, and under the sparkling waves, it is full of life.

Ning Yi stood under the red pavilion, looking at the eaves hanging corners, hanging four bells, this is a unique lotus pavilion small array, four bells contain wind and thunder, under the collision to offset castration, open up a scale-free space, this small red pavilion will not be subject to wind and rain, no dust, no mosquitoes and flies.

The prince raised the pen to paint the lake in front of him, he painted very deeply, perhaps in the shallow years of the heavenly capital secretly sharpened, under the brush, the mist around the mountain wall is steep, quite three points of cramped atmosphere, but immediately turned, the lake surface is soft, faint a leaf flat boat.

But all that's in front of you is an empty lake.

After Ning Yi sent Xu Qingyan, he came here, he entered the Red Pavilion, found a railing, gently pressed the jade fence with both hands, looked at the lake, and said: "Actually, my grudge with him is not as deep as you think, I kill him, he kills me, this cause and effect has ended in the Lotus Dojo." I didn't kill him, and he didn't kill me...... In fact, today, there are not so many grudges. ”

"I thought that seeing Gongsun like this, you would feel more comfortable. ”

“......”

The prince didn't take his eyes off it, he didn't look up, he was still concentrating on painting, and said softly: "Ning Da Sword Immortal, you should really look at the faces of those people in front of the palace." ”

"As soon as the Supervision Department collapsed, as soon as Zhaowen came out, those officials in the court came to praise and die. The prince couldn't help laughing, stepped back slightly, and looked at his paintings, "The ghosts who are afraid of death who hide eight hundred miles away on weekdays are now heroes with shaved eyebrows with hard bones like iron plates...... Gongsun Yue was plucked out of his tongue, his eyes were removed, he marched for three days, and he was cut by a thousand knives, they were not enough, they really hated this living king of Hades. ”

"But Gongsun Yue killed so many people, and it has nothing to do with them. ”

The prince's smile was a little cold, "It is not the old enemies of life and hatred who really fall into the well and push the dangerous wall, but these rabble who are usually shrunken turtles and dare not speak up." ”

Ning Yi was silent for a while, and said, "Your letter is too drastic. ”

"This is Gongsun's own request. ”

The prince said expressionlessly: "I wanted to give him a good way to return in peace, but he was going to suffer a lot of torture and pain. ”

Pen and ink hover.

It seems that this killing energy has affected the painting, the prince does not fall from the pen, maintains this posture, and his voice slowly becomes soft, "I let Kunhailou be in charge of the cage parade." Gongsun's final torture will be carried out by Gu Qian himself. ”

Ning Yi raised his eyebrows, "The last torture?"

The "break" between Gu Qian and Gongsun Yue can be seen by real discerning people, this is just a split in the name of protection, and Gongsun Yue cut off the connection with Gu Qian at the last moment when he was still in power...... So this violent storm swept through the Tiandu, and Gu Qian was the only official who was safe and could be reused.

Now that the prince has arranged a cage parade, and Gu Qian is personally responsible for sending Gongsun Yue on the road, with the character of that judge, will he really execute the sentence according to the decree?

Ning Yi wanted to speak and stopped.

The prince's state of mind finally calmed down, and he said, "I know what you have to say. ”

Ning Yi looked at Li Baijiao and said, "I don't think Gu Qian will kill Gongsun Yue." ”

Gu Qian ...... Of course, he won't kill Gongsun Yue. ”

The prince smiled, picked up the picture scroll, shook it gently, a picture of the lake landscape fog painting jumped on the paper, sparkling, huge picture scroll, most of the blank, really carefully crafted only a leaf boat, a woman in red on the boat, oblique hands and pillows, half carrying the wine jug, half asleep and half awake, misty, although the face is blurred, but the temperament is amazing.

A touch of red in the black and white landscape.

Li Baijiao looked at the woman in the painting, and suddenly felt a slight twist in his heart, and muttered softly: "So, this is called torture." ”

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......

Gongsun Yue's hearing gradually recovered.

It is the reason for the "Holy Light Technique", this secret technique is called the rejuvenation technique by the sect members in Xiling, although it cannot be born and die, but the effect is so good that it is incredible.

Gu Qian took care of him in every detail, such as today, Kunhailou is dominant, many meetings, entertainment, and everything that can be shirked has been pushed, even so he is still extremely busy, but no matter where Gu Qian is or what he is busy with, he must try his best to squeeze out time within twelve hours and go back to the underground secret room of Kunhailou, and then he is really too busy to come out, and he can't trust others, so he can only beg Zhang Junling, and when he thinks of it, he will come underground once to renew his life for Gongsun Yue.

The days go by quickly.

Fifteen days have passed, and in these fifteen days, the subtle incisions on Gongsun Yue's body have healed, the scars have scabbed, and under the guidance of the "Holy Light Technique", he can hear the surrounding sounds clearly...... For him, this is a very important thing.

A man who has been slashed by a thousand knives, thrown into a dark, silent space.

This is indeed a torture that is more painful than death, torture.

Now he can hear it...... When the crown prince was executed, his hearing was not completely removed, but the stimulation was too great when he was executed, and he was temporarily deaf.

He lay in a coffin, more like a dead man than a dead man.

The eyeballs in the mouth have long been plucked, soaked in the starry bottles, floating up and down, and they are already cloudy.

Zhang Junling leaned against the dim basement and performed the Holy Light Technique, and the cramped underground space was illuminated by a scorching light...... Her cultivation was much stronger than Gu Qian's, and the effect of the Holy Light Technique she cast was naturally much better.

The light faded.

The "guy" in the coffin also recovered a little from his internal injuries.

This spell cannot be performed continuously...... Ordinary people's bodies can't bear it, and it is a violation to perform it once in twelve hours, but only in this way can Gongsun be pulled back from the near death line.

After finishing the treatment, Zhang Junling prepared to leave the basement.

The soft "boom" sound was a bit harsh, like a wild cat clutching at a plank.

Zhang Junling frowned.

The man lying in the coffin, with the last bit of strength, broke his newly grown nails on the side panel of the coffin, and wrote crookedly: "Gu ...... Where?"

Gu Qian's Gu characters were not written correctly, and after the nails were broken, there was a scribbled bloodstain, but Zhang Junling "read" and understood this line of words.

She gently threw a ball of starlight and landed in front of Gongsun Yue, and at the same time asked, "Do you know who saved you?"

Gongsun Yue's hideous, ugly face showed a strange smile.

Who else in this world will save him?

Before his hearing could be restored, he was left with a chaotic consciousness, and after a series of tortures...... The brief silence he received, then the constant struck by something, the jolting of his body, if he had not guessed wrong, he should have been marched and abused, then there was a brief silence, and then there was a jolt.

But this time, there were no more throws, and he already had a guess in his heart that he was saved.

This is followed by the "Holy Light Technique", which clears the body of miscellaneous stasis.

Judging by the different effects of the two practitioners, it is clear that there is another person who is treating himself.

Gongsun Yue lay in the coffin, holding the starlight thrown by Zhang Junling, with his consciousness, the starlight slowly overflowed, this is the unique "manifestation technique" in the Lotus Pavilion, the idea of the Shenhai is concretized, this technique evolves to the back, which is the so-called sound transmission into the secret, and then later, it may be the legendary "words and laws".

"Zhang Junling?"

Gongsun Yue asked nervously.

"Don't thank me. The woman in Tsing Yi foresaw the following conversation in advance, so she responded coldly: "If it weren't for Gu Qian's request, I would have killed you." ”

Sure enough, there was silence.

The man in the coffin was silent for a long time, and did not speak again.

Gongsun Yue seemed to be thinking, he had too much to say.

Zhang Junling turned around without any nostalgia and said, "Cherish the last time." Even if you are treated with the Holy Light Technique, you won't live long. ”

"Wait—"

There was an anxious fluctuation of thought from the starlight.

Zhang Junling frowned and turned around impatiently.

"Can you do me a favor?"

A violent cough sounded in the coffin, and the man couldn't speak, but for some reason...... When Zhang Junling saw those lines, he felt the struggle and pain rushing to his face.

"Please. Kill me. ”