"You don't say it, you don't say it, you don't say it!"

In the dimly lit basement, a cross was erected.

On this cross, a man dressed in brocade was tied.

His face was covered with slap prints, and his head was knocked on the door of the bag everywhere.

Song Shao's shopkeeper held a leather whip in his hand and stood in front of the man with his toes proud.

From time to time, he slapped the man in brocade, or his brain collapsed.

"Hehe, I don't know how thick the sky is and how thick the little turtle calf."

"You dare to pretend to be His Royal Highness Shen Ao in front of me."

"I didn't expect that! The young master once met His Royal Highness Shen Ao. ”

"Moreover, he also fought with His Royal Highness Shen Ao for three hundred rounds without a win."

"Your Highness's peerless spiritual art, the beauty of the world, is unique throughout the Great Yan Country."

"His temperament, how can you, a little turtle calf, pretend to be?"

"I advise you to recruit it as soon as possible! Freedom from the pain of flesh and skin. ”

While speaking, Song Shao's shopkeeper moved his hands happily.

Sometimes he gave Shen Ao a brain breakdown, and sometimes he slapped him backhanded.

Don't say it, beat this kid like a stupid son.

This feeling of scolding Fang Xuan is really refreshing.

At this moment, Song Shao's shopkeeper gradually understood his father's happiness.

No wonder that old guy scolded the master for being stupid at every turn, and beat me up.

It turned out that the feeling of beating his son when he was idle turned out to be so pleasant.

In Song Shao's shopkeeper's heart, a bold idea suddenly popped up.

I don't know, if you put this guy in Daddy's clothes.

Yi Rong became a dad, will it be more fun to fight!

……

"Little turtle calf, how is the trial?"

Just when Song Shao's shopkeeper wanted to get into trouble, Song's shopkeeper's voice sounded outside the basement.

Suddenly, Song Shao's shopkeeper's scalp was numb, and he retreated to the side with a weak face.

"That father, I tortured this kid for half an hour."

"But this kid has a really hard mouth, and he didn't say a word."

Shopkeeper Song glanced at Shen Ao's undamaged clothes.

looked at the slap marks and brain melon prints on Shen Ao's face again.

His eyes looked at Song Shao's shopkeeper, and his expression gradually became angry.

"I didn't whip a whip, and I slapped my mouth and knocked my brain, this is called torture?"

Song Shao's shopkeeper said aggrievedly: "People have followed you since you were a child, and you have never interrogated a prisoner!" ”

"Something that doesn't make a difference," Shopkeeper Song snorted coldly, "give me the whip!" ”

snatching the whip from his son's hand, Shopkeeper Song took a deep breath.

To tell the truth, this is the first time he has been tortured.

Indeed, I am not particularly experienced!

After thinking about it, Shopkeeper Song snorted: "Old decay will give you one last chance." ”

"Confess, thief! Otherwise, the whip would not have eyes. ”

Shen Ao's swollen face was full of resentment.

At this moment, his eyes were helpless, pitiful, and complaining, as if he could speak.

And the shopkeeper Song, whose IQ and EQ are far superior to those of his stupid son, can read his eyes.

……

Syllable!

The shopkeeper Song slapped the shopkeeper with his backhand, and the young shopkeeper was stunned.

"Dad, I worked hard to interrogate him for you, why are you beating me again!"

Song Shao's shopkeeper was angry, even if you are my father, you can't take pleasure in beating me!

Believe it or not, I'll go out and tie a scarecrow and put on your clothes and get needles every day?

Shopkeeper Song was full of black lines, pointing at Shen Ao, who had been making a 'woo-woo' sound.

"Little turtle calf, have you ever seen someone interrogate and seal people's mouths?"

Listening to his father's angry reprimand, Song Shao's shopkeeper was dumbfounded.

He looked at the cross, but saw his brother on the cross weeping.

From the tears of that brother, he saw grievances, grief, resentment, and relief.

Finally, someone has said a fair word for His Royal Highness, you bastard.

Keep asking me if I say no, say no, say no, say no!

You've untied the mutation talisman that stuck in my mouth!

Silenced, and let me confess to you leniently?

His Royal Highness Tannyima twist white!

……

"Ahem, I'm sorry, brother."

"Well, I don't have experience in the first interrogation."

Song Shao's shopkeeper scratched his head, only to feel that his old face was hot.

He won't admit that he was playing because of the slap in his brain.

forgot the purpose of the interrogation for a while, so he didn't unlock the forbidden spell for Shen Ao!

And who invented this forbidden word charm, you can't see it at all when you stick it on your mouth!

Looking at the innocent shopkeeper Song Shao and the shopkeeper Song, Shen Ao was in tears.

He was wrong, he shouldn't have been in a hurry to come to the Garden of All Souls in the first place.

When the thirteenth brother came to his palace and took Qin Gao away.

He should replace all the palace maids and eunuchs.

Especially the small plums that come into direct contact.

It's all to blame for the difference in His Royal Highness's thoughts.

It's still not cautious enough!

……

The words are divided into two ends.

"Ahh Ahh ”

After a busy day, Shen Tian returned to the inn and began to prepare for cultivation.

Suddenly, he sneezed again.

Shen Tian couldn't help but feel helpless about this, which girl was thinking about me?

Since crossing over, he has a beautiful face and has become the immortal master of the Ten Thousand Souls Garden.

Shen Tian was being remembered by others all the time.

Especially those fanatical girls, who are surrounded by every day.

One by one, they all clamored to give Shen Tiansheng a monkey, and they couldn't get rid of it no matter how much they rushed.

In this regard, Shen Tian really felt that it was very troublesome.

If it weren't for the whitewashing luck, get rid of this moldy aura.

Shen Tian had already left the Ten Thousand Souls Garden to find a quiet place and cultivate.

After all, in this immortal cultivation world where there are dangers everywhere, it is safe to go out of the mountain during the Mahayana period.

Shen Tian is not short of cultivation resources for the time being, and to be honest, he doesn't want to be too high-profile.

After all, throughout so many novels, the protagonists are all pretending to be criminals.

Shen Tian always felt that his performance during this period of time was too high-profile.

What if one day a destiny protagonist pops up and sacrifices himself to the sky?

In the previous life, he really crossed over to the world of cultivating immortals, so it was better not to be too prodigal.

Reluctant to develop obscenely, and wait for the world to be invincible and then come out of the mountain, isn't he fragrant?

……

Putting away the distracting thoughts in his heart, Shen Tian took out the rosary in his arms.

When Shen Tian helped people who were destined to find the spirit mine, Jiu'er had been absorbing spirit stones.

By this time, the rift on the rosary had recovered slightly.

Although the fissure is still far from healing.

However, it is much more moisturized than before.

"That bag of spirit stones is sucked dry, it's pretty fast!"

Shen Tian looked at the crumbs in the bag.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook my head.

Thankfully, he still has some savings in his small coffers.

Otherwise, this female ghost really can't afford to raise it.

Take out a bag of spirit stones from the Cangming ring and put the rosary in it.

Suddenly, Jiu'er, who had been hungry and thirsty for a long time, began to suck it up frantically.

……

Suddenly, Jiu'er seemed to notice something.

She stopped absorbing the spirit stone, and her grimace was full of panic and fear.

"Master, I feel a terrible aura approaching!"

Jiu'er's soul body was erratic, obviously terrified.

Shen Tian's face also changed: "Could it be that someone from the Evil Spirit Sect came to the door?" ”

Thinking of this, Shen Tian hurriedly took out the sword master order from his arms.

Click!

The door of Shen Tian's room was pushed open.

An aura that exuded golden light all over his body, more dazzling than the sun, appeared in front of Shen Tian.

At this moment, Shen Tian even felt a little stinging in his eyes.

What a powerful light of luck!!