Qian Ling Lin originally wanted to go to the southern grassland, but suddenly thought of the disciple of Haotian Sect who was arrested in the Purgatory Tower a few days ago, and he decided to take a look first.

The killing capital has been transformed by Qianrenlin, there is no fresh blood, and now the Purgatory Tower seems empty, usually all kinds of screams and wanton laughter of the jailers can be heard on the first floor all day long, but now Qianrenlin can't hear any screams, compared to a year ago, the Purgatory Tower at this time is much quieter.

"His Highness the Holy Son!"

"His Highness the Holy Son!"

Along the way, every jailer who saw Qianrenlin stood in two rows and saluted him, which was rare in the past, after all, they still needed to interrogate and severely punish prisoners.

"Where are the remnants of the Haotian Sect's disciples?" Qianrenlin waved his hand, signaling them to flatten.

"Back to Your Highness, on the second floor, Your Highness, please follow your subordinates!" The prison master hurriedly said respectfully.

"His Highness the Holy Son!"

Qian Linglin followed the prison master to the second floor of the Purgatory Tower, and inevitably there was another salute.

"Open the door!"

The jailer who was waiting in front of the door of one of the cells heard the sound and hurriedly opened the door.

Now there are basically no prisoners on the second floor of the Purgatory Tower, after all, the soul masters above the level of the Soul King who were locked up here before have all been devoured by Qianrenlin, and recently a series of actions in the Martial Spirit Palace, the entire continent seems to be very peaceful, and no one dares to make a mistake.

So now, in addition to a few scattered prisoners on the first floor of the entire Purgatory Tower, there are only Haotian Sect disciples who were arrested not long ago on the second floor, and in order to fill the space, these hundred or so Haotian Sect disciples are scattered in ten prison cells.

Thundered!

There was a sound like a boulder rolling, and the cell slowly opened upwards, revealing the scene inside.

"Looks like these people are living comfortably here!"

Qian Linglin looked at the ten Haotian Sect disciples who were exercising, and said lightly with the corners of his mouth raised.

At this time, the disciples of Haotian Sect in the prison room, except for the bloodstained torn cloth clothes, there were no scars on their bodies, and it seemed that the Purgatory Tower did not rub them much.

"Uh...... It's like this, Your Highness, your subordinates have a pretty good attitude towards these people, and it's because Elder Ghost personally explained that he couldn't let them die here, so his subordinates didn't use too much torture on them. ”

The jailer on the side hurriedly explained.

Qian Linglin looked at the other party with a smile: "You remember it for me, no matter who it is in the future, what identity it is, as long as it is caught in the Purgatory Tower, he will be given a package first, do you remember it clearly?" ”

Burning Yan was full of excitement, and hurriedly said: "It's clear, it's clear!" After speaking, he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

Tang Hu looked up at Qian Linglin and the others outside the door, and continued to do push-ups with one hand without paying attention.

"Bold! Why don't you kneel when you see the Holy Son! The jailer on the side looked at Tang Hu and the others, who didn't take Qianling Lin in their eyes at all, and immediately shouted.

"What Son? Does it have anything to do with me? Heh......" Tang Hu squinted at him disdainfully, still doing push-ups without stopping.

Listening to the other party's arrogant words, the jailer suddenly became furious, pulled out a leather whip from his waist, and slammed it on his face.

"Hmm~"

Tang Hu was directly knocked to the ground by this blow, and a hideous blood mark appeared on his face.

Syllable!

Another whip was whipped on his left shoulder, and before he could catch his breath, the jailer whipped him again and again, and scolded while snorting: "You pariah, when you see His Royal Highness the Holy Son, you dare not kneel down to salute, and dare to disdain the Martial Spirit Hall and seek death!" ”

Syllable!

"you!"

Syllable!

"I don't know what to do!"

Qian Ling Lin watched this scene indifferently the whole time, but the burning flame on the side had already begun to tremble with his hands, he looked up nervously at Qian Ling Lin's expressionless side face, and cold sweat dripped down one by one.

"Goo!"

Yan Yan swallowed his saliva, raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat on his face, his heart was never nervous at this moment, because he had just told Qian Linglin that these people's attitudes were good, but in the blink of an eye, he was slapped in the face, how would the Holy Son think of him? Will he think that he is not good enough to be the prison master?

Syllable!

"Damn untouchables, don't you kneel when you see the Son? Look at Lao Tzu and don't smoke you untouchables! The jailer was still scolding while continuing to smoke Tang Hu.

Seeing that Tang Hu had been delirious and his flesh and blood were blurred, the remaining nine Haotian Sect disciples in the room finally couldn't bear the fear in their hearts, and they all fell to the ground on their knees, kowtowing and begging for mercy loudly: "Holy Son, I know my mistake!" I'll wait until I know my mistake, and I beg the Holy Son to have a large number of people who bypass the villain's life! ”

"You...... You ......" Tang Hu, whose face was covered in blood, pointed at them angrily, his mouth opened, and a mouthful of blood foamed out, and his eyes rolled and he was fainted.

"I thought that the people of Haotian Sect were a group of tough guys who were not afraid of death! That's just it! Qian Linglin stretched out his hand to block the whip drawn by the jailer, and looked at the nine people who knelt on the ground and kowtowed and begged for mercy mockingly.

"Holy Son, we know it's wrong, we know it's wrong!"

"What's your name!" Qian Linglin looked at one of the young men and asked.

"Lord Hui Shengzi, the villain's name is Tang Qing, and he is the third-generation disciple of Haotian Sect, of course, this is all in the past!" Tang Qing raised his head and replied happily. In his thoughts, the other party actually took the initiative to ask his name, which means that his performance has satisfied the other party.

"Well, Tang Qing is it?"

Qian Linglin touched his face with a smile, and then ......

"Yes, yes, back to the Holy Son, the little one is called Tang Qing......"

Click!

Qianrenlin crushed his head with a fierce hand.

The other eight Haotian Sect disciples were immediately frightened and shrank back, and several of them were even more frightened and cried.

But think about it, Haotian Sect has been sealed for nearly fifteen years, the oldest of these people is not more than twenty years old, many of them have been staying in Haotian Sect since they were born, and they usually need soul rings and are only obtained in a hurry, they have never experienced it at all, and they have never seen much blood, and now they see their partners of the same clan being pinched and killed by a skull in front of their eyes, they will naturally be frightened and afraid.

"For ...... Why? He...... He has already knelt down to you and begged you for mercy, why are you still ...... And kill him? ”

One of the Haotian Sect disciples said in horror with his eyes wide.

"Why? Because I don't like him! Is this reason enough? Qian Linglin wiped his hands calmly and said expressionlessly.

What he hates most in his life are these traitors who are greedy for life and afraid of death, in order to survive, he does not hesitate to betray his clan and kneel to beg for mercy from the enemies of the clan.

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