"You will not kill us...... Don't let us out, you ...... What exactly are you going to do? ”

The seriously injured Japanese god envoy tried to get up from the ground several times, but his body seemed to be crushed by a mountain, and he obviously felt that death was calling him not far away, but he just couldn't swallow that last breath.

"Your memory is so poor, it seems that it is necessary to make up for your brain! I solemnly recommend to you our Huaxia XX No. 1, which is said to improve memory, promote bone growth, and if you are lucky, you can still have a golden circle of light on your head after drinking, as for whether it will grow a pair of white wings and fly to heaven, then I can't guarantee it......"

The three Japanese Divine Envoys were at a loss, they couldn't understand what Li Mengnan was talking about, and they couldn't understand the joke in it, but they just felt that the young Huaxia illusionist in front of them seemed to be a little nervous, and at the same time, they were even more cold.

No one wants to deal with a madman, especially when he is still in complete control of your life and death.

"It seems that the rumors are true, the Japanese people are a people who lack a sense of humor......" Li Mengnan shrugged, the other party's non-cooperation made him a little regretful, but this was just a harmless little accident, after all, he was not here to tell jokes, "Let's get down to business, I still have that condition, as long as you explain the purpose of coming to China, I will let you leave alive." ”

The Shishen envoy lying on the ground laughed miserably and coughed a few times, shook his head and said, "Don't be delusional, you want us to betray the sect...... is absolutely impossible...... Even if you're an illusionist, there's no way you're going to dig this secret out of our heads......"

"Really?"

Li Mengnan closed his eyes and sensed it silently, and sure enough, the information in the minds of these three people about the purpose of coming to Huaxia was completely unreadable, it seemed that they had been encrypted by some kind of spell, obviously the other party had made all preparations before coming to Huaxia.

But the more this happened, the more interested Li Mengnan became in this secret that they had deliberately concealed.

"Confucius said that it is very happy to have friends from afar...... As a neighbor with a strip of water, I believe you also know that we Chinese people have always been very hospitable, and I suddenly felt that such a pot of tea could no longer reflect my welcome to your arrival, so I planned to give you another way to express my enthusiasm......"

Li Mengnan raised his hand slightly, and the scenery around this small Japanese-style tea room changed from three-dimensional to flat, and collapsed outward like a dismantled cardboard box, and after an almost indiscernible moment of darkness, the four of them appeared in a dungeon filled with the smell of decay.

Thick chains go around the cross-shaped wooden frame. The rusty surface was stained with mottled stains of black and red of unknown composition, and across the dimly lit iron fence, there seemed to be several humanoid objects hanging from the walls, swaying slightly in the wind blowing from nowhere, and the light of the torches in the corridor was very eerie.

In this environment, even a fool knows what is about to happen.

The three Japanese gods subconsciously wanted to resist, but suddenly they were sad to find that their hands, feet and neck had been shackled and firmly fixed to the wooden frame in the cell.

Li Mengnan pulled out a triangular soldering iron from the brazier in the corner of the cell, and stabbed it violently on the wooden frame under the armpit of a Japanese divine envoy, and the damp log rose squeaky white smoke, which frightened the famous divine envoy to scream, and kept muttering something in the Japanese language with tears streaming down his face.

"I'm a person with a lot of hobbies, and for a while I was particularly interested in things like torture instruments, and it is said that the simpler the torture tools, the greater the pain caused to people...... As you know, it's a civilized society now, and we don't pay attention to torture to extract confessions, so I haven't found a chance to see if it's really as effective as the book says......"

As if talking to himself, Li Mengnan withdrew the soldering iron that had darkened at the top, pulled out a new one from the brazier, and glanced up and down the body of the divine envoy, and finally stopped between his legs.

"No...... What do you want? Don't ......" Sensing Li Mengnan's malicious gaze, the Shiki-god envoy screamed in horror.

The red soldering iron in Li Mengnan's hand shook in front of the leg of the Japanese Divine Envoy, and said with a smile: "I might as well tell you a secret, according to our Chinese Taoist classics, male Qimen cultivators can greatly increase their cultivation speed after self-castration...... As the saying goes, all evil starts from lustful thoughts, come and come, let the old man help you to get to the root of this trouble! ”

"Nope! No! I say! I tell you everything I know! ”

Feeling the heat getting closer and closer, the face of the Japanese envoy was distorted with fright, the shackles rattled under the violent struggle, and a puddle of foul-smelling water flowed down the leg of his trousers.

"Ohashi-kun! You can't say! ”

The other two Wo Kingdom Divine Envoys were shocked and furious, if they had known that their willpower was so poor, they should have killed this guy before they were dragged into the dream world.

"In my territory, you have to follow my rules!"

Li Mengnan glanced coldly, and the mouths of the two shouting Japanese envoys were instantly sewn up by dense black threads, and they could only make a whining sound.

"I say, I'll tell you everything I know."

This Japanese envoy known as the bridge has been completely frightened by Li Mengnan, and he doesn't care about any sect or sect, he only hopes that Li Mengnan can keep his promise and let him leave this ghost place after he has explained.

"We are the envoys of the Tsukimiyama family in Hokkaido, about half a month ago, the head of the family gathered us together and asked us to secretly enter the territory of Huaxia and capture a demon spirit."

"Wives? What Wisp? Li Mengnan asked.

The so-called demon spirits are actually divided into two types: demons and spirits - demons refer to organisms and non-living organisms with abnormal brain or similar brain organs, which have comparable human wisdom and spiritual power to Qimen cultivators; Spirits, on the other hand, refer to those non-ghostly spirits that arise out of thin air for some special reasons and have a certain degree of self-awareness.

But these two states are not absolute, some demons can be out of consciousness when they encounter danger, and become pure spirit spirits, while some spirits will occupy the original consciousness of some lower creatures, and then become demons.

It is precisely because of this uncertainty that in general, among Qimen practitioners, demons and spirits are said together, and over time they evolve into the term "demon spirit".

"I don't know about this, but judging from the level of the members sent this time, what we want to capture should not be a powerful demon spirit, it is likely that it is only F-rank ......"

"F-class?"

In the past, Li Mengnan would not have understood what this level was, but since joining the HX Research Institute and reviewing a large number of documents in the central database, he already knew that this was the unified international standard used to measure the intensity of paranormal phenomena and alien creatures in recent years.

What is the concept of F-class?

Let's put it this way, if it is a demon spirit in the form of a physical body, an ordinary person with a slightly more agile body can bring it down with a stick.

This kind of demon spirit is extremely low in threat to humans, and some of them are not even aggressive, so for this level of demon spirit, Qi Sect cultivators are generally too lazy to do anything even if they see it.

Only a rookie who is new to the Imperial Spirit lineage will catch some F-level demon spirits and refine them into their own guardian spirits...... Of course, most of the time only as a pet.

"You mean, a large group of you people are running over just to catch an F-class demon spirit?"

Li Mengnan didn't think that the frightened Japanese envoy in front of him would dare to lie and deceive him, but a group of powerful Japanese Qimen cultivators risked being strangled by the Huaxia Qimen collective, and went such a long way to catch a demon spirit that could only be a pet.

"I didn't lie to you, this is the head of the family from the ** generation, but more details are not something that a disciple of my level can know, only the leader of each team knows about it......"

As soon as this Japanese envoy said this, the middle-aged envoy who had been "pasted" on the wall by Li Mengnan immediately whined and roared, with a hideous expression as if he wanted to devour the traitor in front of him alive.

"Oh? Looks like I already know who your leader is......"

Li Mengnan patted the shoulder of the Shiki-divine envoy named Ohashi with satisfaction.

It's no wonder that when the Japanese devils invaded China, they spared no effort to promote traitors, this kind of unscrupulous slut is really easy to use......

As soon as Li Mengnan walked over and used a knife to open the thread on the mouth of the middle-aged divine envoy, the man immediately scolded the traitor who confessed to him, and then bit off the root of his tongue fiercely, obviously trying to bite his tongue and kill himself.

It's a pity that he soon sadly discovered that although his mouth hurt to death and blood flowed all over the ground, he just couldn't die.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you that in this dream world, the rules of a qiē, whether it is time, space, or even life and death, are all formulated by me, that is, if I don't want you to die, even if you chop yourself up and burn yourself to ashes, I can pull you up with blood on the spot...... What do you think? When you hear the news, don't you feel very enlightened? ”

Li Mengnan used two fingers to pinch the half-cut tongue of the middle-aged divine envoy from the ground like picking up garbage, and no matter how much grass clippings and soil he touched, he couldn't help but break the other party's chin and forcibly stuff it into his mouth.

The eyes of the middle-aged divine envoy were full of desperate gray, because he found that what Li Mengnan said was true, and the tongue he had just bitten off not only grew back, but even the broken bones and crushed internal organs before were no longer painful before.

It's a game of cat and mouse.

A qiē has just begun.

……

In the world of consciousness, time is the most unconceptualized thing.

Whether it is a few hours or thousands of years, it can be infinitely stretched out from a moment in reality.

It was dark in the dark dungeon, and Li Mengnan didn't bother to calculate how long the time in this world had passed, but he remembered that the middle-aged divine envoy in front of him had "died" almost a dozen times under various cruel torture instruments.

Of course, this is only an approximate number, in order to avoid mental pollution of his own consciousness, Li Mengnan did not execute himself, but created an image of a torturer who knew how to use various torture tools in the dungeon, while he himself hid in a pleasant corner of the dream world, and only went to check the progress of the torture every once in a while.

I have to admit that unlike the young divine envoy before, this middle-aged divine envoy who led the team was an admirable tough guy, who endured dozens of hours of continuous torture, but he gritted his teeth and didn't say half a word.

"Forget it, let's stop for a moment."

After another "resurrection", Li Mengnan walked into the dungeon and casually eliminated the virtual torturer who was covered in black robes.

The middle-aged divine envoy raised his eyelids with force, and with a hint of victorious pride in his gloomy eyes, he sneered: "Why...... Don't continue to use torture? Are you afraid of me...... Is it really dead? ”

He is well aware that even consciousness formed by a purely spiritual body has strength, and the so-called "resurrection" only changes the state of existence of consciousness, and cannot restore the original strength of consciousness.

If this kind of execution continues, his consciousness will inevitably be completely dissipated due to extreme weakness, and even if Li Mengnan can formulate the rules of this world, it will be impossible to reunite a consciousness that has already dissipated.

Li Mengnan smiled, lit two cigarettes, stuffed one of them into the middle-aged divine envoy's mouth, and said, "You know what? I've never been a big fan of smart people...... It's not because they're too smart, it's that these people often think they're smart. ”

"Could it be...... Am I wrong? The middle-aged divine envoy snorted disdainfully.

"In a general sense, you're not wrong...... With your current condition, unless I want to completely erase your existence as a person from the level of consciousness, I really can't carry out this kind of spiritual whipping attack on you anymore. ”

"However, if you think that I can't do anything about you, then it can only mean that your knowledge of illusionists is limited to the skin......" A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of Li Mengnan's mouth.

The middle-aged divine envoy suddenly felt an inexplicable chill in his heart, because he saw in Li Mengnan's eyes a kind of banter of a hunter luring his prey step by step towards the carefully laid trap.

"You...... What exactly do you want to do? The face of the middle-aged divine envoy finally showed fear again.

"Actually, it's nothing." Li Mengnan snuffed out the cigarette butt, threw it into the furnace casually, and said lightly: "I just want you to know that in addition to spiritual whipping, illusionists also have an even more terrifying method, which is called spiritual pollution. ”

The middle-aged illusionist of the Wa Kingdom soon knew what Li Mengnan was going to do next, as he had seen two people in his cell.

Two women who made him a treasure in his life.

His wife, Keiko, and his daughter, Reiko.

The middle-aged divine envoy was finally moved, and muttered to himself in horror in his eyes, "No...... This is not true! Keiko and Reiko are still in the house of Wakoku, they can't be here, this must be fake, it must be fake......"

Li Mengnan smiled noncommittally, turned around and walked out of the prison door, his figure gradually melting into the darkness deep in the corridor.

"Dad (husband), where is this? How did we end up here? The two women, one large and one young, looked in horror at the gloomy dungeon around them.

"No, you're fake...... You're all fake......"

The tears of the middle-aged divine envoy couldn't help but flow down his cheeks, although he knew that the qiē in front of him was an illusion created by the Huaxia illusionist, how much he wished that he could finally see his wife and daughter again.

"Husband, what do you say? Are you okay? I'll help you get rid of it first, and let's take Reiko out together......"

The middle-aged woman stepped forward and pulled the chain on the middle-aged divine envoy with difficulty, and the fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Keiko...... Reiko ......"

Looking at the familiar faces of his wife and daughter who were close at hand, and feeling the warm body temperature coming from in front of him, the middle-aged divine envoy lost his mind for a moment.

That's right, this is his wife Keiko and daughter Reiko in his memory.

Suddenly, there was a sound of gears running in on one side of the cell, and the once solid and smooth stone wall actually cracked a gap more than two meters wide from the middle, revealing a deep passage that led to nowhere.

"Husband, is that the way out?" The middle-aged woman asked tremblingly.

The middle-aged divine envoy was just about to answer that he didn't know, when he suddenly felt an extremely dangerous aura gushing out from the passage, and immediately urged anxiously and loudly: "Not good! Keiko, take Reiko and run! There is danger! ”

"What?"

The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment, and more than a dozen ferocious hungry wolves suddenly jumped out of the passage one after another, and the woman and girl who were caught off guard were pounced on the spot.

"No—!" The middle-aged divine envoy suddenly let out a heart-rending scream.

Although he knew that everything in front of him was just an illusion used by the Huaxia illusionist to torture his heart, the heart-wrenching feeling of seeing two people who looked exactly like his wife and daughter being bitten by a group of wild beasts, torn apart and devoured by each other, was extremely real.

The well-fed wolves retreated back into the passage, but the walls did not close again.

"Dad (husband), where is this? How did we end up here? ”

The familiar voice sounded again, and the middle-aged divine envoy raised his head violently, and found in disbelief that his wife Keiko and daughter Reiko, who had been tragically kissed by the wolf just now, actually appeared in front of him out of thin air again.

"Why? Why are you ...... again" The middle-aged divine envoy suddenly realized something, and desperately struggled hysterically towards the darkness outside the prison door and roared out of nowhere: "Yaga! You coward who only knows how to hide! Have the ability to come out and duel with me! Bastard! Bastard! Bastard......"

The woman looked worriedly at the middle-aged divine envoy who was almost crazy, and softly reassured, "What's wrong with you, husband?" I'm Keiko...... Don't worry, I'll find a way to put you down. ”

At that moment, there was another sound in the deep passage.

Five or six men dressed as gangsters walked out of the passage one after another, looking at the cell in front of them with a curious face, and the other three people in the cell were already in the cell, and when they saw that the middle-aged divine envoy was firmly locked in shackles on the wooden frame, they immediately exchanged glances with their companions, and surrounded the women and girls with lewd smiles on their faces.

"No! No! Please don't let me see this anymore! ”

The middle-aged oracle could not close his ears, and could not even close his eyes due to some force, so he could only watch feebly as his wife and daughter groaned and wailed in pain under the ravages of a mob until they collapsed motionless into a thick white liquid.

Those two beautiful but empty big eyes stared at his face, as if they were silently accusing of something.

"Dad (husband), where is this? How did we end up here? ”

After some time, a familiar voice sounded again in the cell.

The middle-aged divine envoy raised his head violently, reflecting the pupils of the two beautiful women in endless horror and widening in endless horror......