San'er had seen Xuchen peel off the skin of a prisoner more than once, and whenever he peeled the skin, the prisoner would scream heartbreakingly, and finally died of convulsions. At that time, he thought that being skinned must be very, very painful.

Now that he himself had been skinned, when the blade slashed across his scalp, when the fingers of the void dust pulled the sebum on the back of his head, he suddenly found that the peeling was really not painful, just a little cold, a little numb, and that's it.

San'er had a sword on his stomach, which had been stabbed four years ago when he was selecting disciples, stabbed through the belly and stabbed out of the back of the waist. The pain of piercing the skin and splitting the intestines is far more painful than peeling the skin.

Thinking of that injury, San'er thought of Xiaoliu. That time he was stabbed by the opponent, and he was about to die under the opponent's sword in the next second, it was Xiao Liu who ignored the rules of the competition and rushed up from the side to save him. It was precisely because of Xiao Liu's violation that Xiao Liu was never selected as a disciple of the Yaochi Holy Land. It is precisely because of Xiaoliu's life-saving grace that they have become the best friends since then.

Who in this prison has any real friends? My Yang Hao is a friend, and this life is enough.

Thinking of Xiaoliu's friend, San'er actually smiled. His smile made Xuchen laugh stupidly.

Xu Chen is forty-two this year, since the age of nine, he began to skin people, and now there are a total of eighty-seven human skins in the house, he clearly remembers the story behind each human skin, and even remembers the heart-rending howls of those people when they were skinned.

Eighty-seven people, there has never been a person who doesn't cry when he is skinned, let alone a person like San'er who doesn't cry but laughs.

"Isn't this kid scared crazy?"

Xuchen felt that San'er's laughter made him suffer endless insults, he completely untied the rope on San'er's body, reached out to hold San'er's veins, made him powerless to resist, and the pig-killing knife in his right hand slid down, slashing from San'er's head to his hips, and then bent down slightly, and slashed from his hips to his right heel; A knife from the buttocks to the left heel.

In the next second, he only needed to inject a true qi into San'er's veins, which stimulated him to jump up with all his strength, and when the time came, San'er's whole person would jump out of his skin, and a complete human skin would be made. The only pity is that he didn't dig out where Fang Su fled from this kid's mouth.

However, this is not a serious problem. This space was a huge prison, and Fang Su obviously couldn't easily pass through the portal, so even if he escaped here, where could he flee to?

However, according to the usual practice, Xuchen still has to ask one last question. He put the pig-killing knife in his back waist and put it away, grabbed San'er's wrists from the front, and asked with a smile, "How is it?" Do you know where they are now? ”

"I really don't know." San'er's mood has never been so calm at this moment, in the face of the senior brother who everyone is afraid of, he is not afraid at all, and the tone of his voice has a light and light meaning. "I remember that the master said that the little real person who came a while ago disappeared in the Crystal Palace, but this time the senior brother blamed me, what can I do to make people disappear out of thin air."

San'er tried his best to turn his head to look at the master, then turned his head to face the senior brother and smiled lightly: "Senior brother, don't you know where they went?" ”

"You're talking nonsense!" The senior brother didn't expect that this little guy would have to pour dirty water on him before he died, and he didn't bother to say anything, he was really angry, and he was about to implement the last peeling step.

"Click!"

A thunderbolt rang out in the air, and it slashed not far behind the senior brother, shaking the elder brother's ears and making his hands soften.

San'er looked up to the sky and laughed, broke free from the hands of the senior brother, and pounced into the distance with a crawl.

"Click!"

Another explosion of thunder sounded, and the onlookers only felt that the electric light flashed in front of them, shaking their eyes painfully, and after they could see, except for San'er, who fell down and laughed wildly, there was only one humanoid coke left.

The wind blew, and the humanoid coke shattered and finally turned into ashes, and at the same time there was a clang, and it was the pig-killing knife that fell to the ground.

"So, is that a big brother?" Someone whispered from the side.

"It seems...... Right! Someone replied in a low voice.

Everyone actually knows in their hearts that the person who becomes the fly ash is the senior brother. But no one believed that the senior brother who had ruled them for decades under one person and above ten thousand people would be hacked to death by lightning when executing others.

Could it be that this is the cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unpleasant!

The dark clouds in the sky were still gathering, but the thunder and lightning never fell.

All the armorers did not dare to step forward, and they all turned back to look at the master in front of the crystal palace.

Xiaoyaozi closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, then looked up at the dense dark clouds overhead, turned around and brushed his sleeves away.

"Yang Hao will be the eighty-first disciple of the old man from now on, and there will be no disciple selection from now on. This knife and the temple of heaven are given to you, and after the injury is healed, make up for the worship ceremony. ”

Xiaoyaozi's voice was ethereal, as if it came from the sky. I don't know that all the armor soldiers present heard it, and the people working in the Yaochi Holy Land and the outer parts of the Holy Land also heard this voice clearly, and they couldn't help but bow down collectively and kowtow three heads respectfully.

Yang Hao (San'er) was not overjoyed to be accepted as a closed disciple, even though it was something he had dreamed of for years. He just stared at the pig-killing knife on the ground and laughed.

A soldier was the first to react, this little master will be the closed disciple of the sect in the future, and he will not be able to become an existence above 10,000 people like the former senior brother. He trotted forward, and his voice didn't dare to be amplified: "Senior Brother Eighty-One, I'll help you up." ”

Yang Hao smiled at the armor soldier, waved his hand and shook his head, "You're welcome, just call me San'er." ”

He touched the back of his head, where a piece of his scalp was pulled open, and although it hurt, he patted it and glued it back with plasma. Struggling to his feet, he stepped forward and grabbed the pig-killing knife.

This pig-killing knife is unremarkable, but it is very heavy to start. The blade was not sharp, and the fingers slid through it, leaving only a mark. But this knife belongs to Brother Fang, and Brother Fang is from the Immortal Realm, and just now the divine thunder fell from the sky, it must be Brother Fang who used this knife to save me. In this case, my little six brothers must have escaped from this prison of heaven and earth!

Thinking of this, Yang Hao laughed again, he grabbed the pig killing knife and stabbed towards the thick clouds in the sky.

Lightning flew through the clouds, but no thunder was heard. The lightning gradually converged, and finally there was a loud bang, and the dark clouds in the sky dispersed out of thin air, revealing a clear blue sky.

All the armorers have lost their voices. If they were still suspicious of the previous decision to make Yang Hao a closed disciple, but seeing this vision at this time, they had no other ideas, and even to some extent, Yang Hao had been plated with some strange mystery.

None of the armor soldiers dared to leave without permission, and it was not until Yang Hao laughed wildly that they stepped forward one after another, almost carrying the new young master back to the Tianqi Palace. And the steward of the Crystal Palace has already prepared slaves and maids to wait in the Tianqi Palace.

Yaochi Holy Land, a new era is about to begin.

[Author's digression]: Second