In the middle of the night, Yang Yongxin couldn't help but take a nap, and for some reason, his squinted eyes were completely closed in a burst of sleepiness, his elbow was tilted outward, and he slammed on the desk, with a bang, and there was no sign of waking up.

A majestic figure flickered by, landed in front of Ning Que, who was deliberately pretending to be drowsy, pushed with one hand, and slapped the side of his face like a wave, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and half of his face reacted instantly, red and swollen.

Ning Que looked at the person in front of him ignorantly, with a faint kingly atmosphere, not angry and arrogant, pretending to be stupid and stunned: "Who are you?"

"Boy, you're quite capable, and your ability is not small?"

Ning Que was nervous, didn't this person see any clues? However, when he thought that the other party might deceive himself, he tried his best to show that he didn't know what to ask and didn't know, and he was stupid.

"Pretending, although there is fear on my face, but there is arrogance in my bones, I have read countless people, and ordinary people don't look at me like this. There is only one kind of person like you, who has done something wrong, dodged his eyes, obviously woke up, but pretended not to be awake, clearly guessed who I am, pretended not to know, and hid clumsy?" The slightly chubby middle-aged man looked at Ning Que, "If you are so young, you will judge the situation, be bold and reckless, wear a pipa bone, but still be light, people like you are really rare, but I am curious, how can a smart person like you become a prisoner of my son?"

Ning Que's face was calm, no matter how powerful this old fox was, how sharp his eyes were, and how good he was at speculating on people's hearts, but this was all based on a certain grasp of people. And he is not familiar with life, even if he has his hands and eyes, it is impossible to feel his bottom clearly in just a few days, and ignore it.

"Boy, your temper is not small, the exercises in your hands can attract my son who is above the top, just in terms of exercises, it means that you are not simple, who are you? Where are you from? What is your background?"

Ning Que didn't dare to say more, this old guy is an old man, if he finds out any details, he will not be able to get out of life, and he will be buried here.

"Hehe, hard bones? Don't you want to taste the taste of my veined hand? Disrupt people's normal meridian operation, causing blood to flow backwards, I don't know how long you can last?" "King Ming is not angry, at his age, what kind of big scene has he never seen? Now a hairy boy can use a little trick to extract a confession.

Ning Que remained silent.

King Ming pointed with both hands as a sword, pointing towards the junction of the meridians around Ning Que's body, one by one the earthy yellow flakes, as if cutting into the meridians, just a slight pain, a set down, seventy-two points on Ning Que's body, limbs, chest and abdomen, and head are no exception.

After ten breaths, Ning Que suddenly felt a hot and hot air flow all over his body, swimming in his body, no accident, there should be no blood flow, or even reverse flow, fortunately, his physical fitness is excellent.

After a pillar of incense, a few cold lights appeared on King Ming's slightly smiling face, this son was so terrifying, and he was not afraid of the pulse interception.

At this time, Ning Que felt that countless ants were climbing in his body, against the blood, exuding a stream of hot air all over his body, his whole body was red, and his green tendons were bulging, like earthworms, curled up, and many positions were knotted together, and the bulging places were increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a ball filled with air.

"Boy, not only are you extremely patient, but even the toughness of the meridians is terrifyingly strong, but if you don't recruit again, I am afraid that the meridians of the whole body will be broken, and the blood will flow backwards, and you will definitely die. King Ming couldn't help but take a breath, this was the first time he had seen this situation, to such an extent, it was even stronger than the people of the Tai Killing Hall that he had interrogated.

Ning Que looked extremely terrifying, his eyes were violent, his face was blue and tendonous, his face was flushed, like a monkey's buttocks, his face was hideous and terrifying, but it could be seen that he was very calm, very calm, so quiet that King Ming was a little chilled, held his breath again and again, and dispersed his drowsiness by shaking his head. The whole body seemed to be blocked by water, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

After another pillar of incense, Ning Que seemed to be holding a breath of qi in his body, and the seventy-two places that were pointed by the pulse interception hand were like a knife that cut horizontally, dividing the meridians into inch by inch. However, it is somewhat strange that this pulse interception hand is like a single open floodgate, allowing blood to flow backwards, while the normal flow gate is closed.

Another pillar of incense, Ning Que spit out two mouthfuls of hot air, wisps of white smoke coming out of his body, and the whole person was like a bun in a steamer, steaming with steaming smoke. Maybe it was because he had been leaning for a long time, Ning Que felt that his neck was a little sore, and he couldn't help swinging from side to side, shrugged his shoulders that had not moved for a long time, and felt faint, his head seemed to be in water, surprisingly heavy, and he couldn't help but lean on the cross.

King Ming's face became worse and worse, and the cold aura was extremely thick, as if he could be twisted into water, motionless, like a sculpture.

Ning Que didn't know how long it took, the whole person seemed to be in space, the sky was spinning, he couldn't feel the dirt on the soles of his feet, even the cross behind his back, the chains that wore the pipa bones, all of them were gone, suspended in space, floating freely.

"It's terrible, it's really terrible, Da Jin's bearing capacity can reach such a point, his qualifications are poor, and he is good at leapfrogging, I can't think of any other place besides the Tai Killing Palace, where else can he cultivate such a heavenly pride?" After speaking, he moved two steps forward, stretched out one hand, and checked in Ning Que's chest and abdomen, limbs, side face, and multiple hidden places, and suddenly, the sword fingers flew out, ding ding, as if knocking on the glass, Ning Que's seventy-two meridians were instantly untied.

Bang bang bang......

Countless crisp sounds came out, and Ning Que's curled green tendons bounced straight like rubber bands, shaking under the flesh and skin, tending to stabilize, but the pain of the meridian swing instantly spread all over the body, a trace of cold sweat dripped down from the corner of his forehead, and his mouth continued to hum. When the flushed face and flesh faded, the hallucination of being blocked gradually dissipated. Ning Que exhaled slowly, calming his mind.

"If you don't say a word, it's the best proof, Tai Lu Palace, but what I'm curious about is that Tai Lu's exclusive tattoo should be a snake, but you tattooed a blood flower, although it covers the heart part, but there are shallow circle marks around the heart, like a dagger, it should be an initiation ceremony. "King Ming seems to have regained control of everything, straightened out everything, and has a lot of words.

Ning Que still didn't speak, silence was the best response. The old fox is cunning, and it can be seen from his behavior and the marks on his body that it is really a bit unbelievable.

"I'm here to see how terrible a special person like you is in the Tai Killing Palace?

Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, silently, the skylight in the corner of the wall seeped down, shrouded in black clothes, and said coldly: "King Ming, you have crossed the rules, I won't say anything in the normal interrogation, he recruited it, and he will deal with it freely." If you dare to humiliate the disciples of Tai Kill like this and cut them into a human being, you will be plunged into a boundless hell by the Ming Palace, and you will never be able to live beyond the world. ”

King Ming was not angry, and his face suddenly smiled like a flower, and he smiled laughingly: "When did the Taiyi Palace become so arrogant? My imperial brother hasn't let you wait to be overstretched? It seems that the Tai Killing Hall is not taking my imperial clan into account more and more, I don't know what you want to do to confuse this water?"

"This matter has nothing to do with me, the Tai Killing Hall is dedicated to killing, surveillance and other activities, as for the others, the existence above the deacons like us, unless they set up their own door, if they dare to offend the door rules, they will be abandoned by the sect. The man in black spoke loudly.

King Ming was not angry, and sneered: "Now that you are killing the disciple here, why don't you save him out?"

"Help? I have nothing to do with him here, I can't fight the eight poles, I can solve my own problems, if I can't solve them, I can only be eliminated. You can kill him, but if you turn him into a human, you will be cut off from the Tai Slaughter Temple, and this matter will never be settled. ”

King Ming was stunned and stunned, "Won't you take revenge if you kill him?"

The man in black snorted coldly: "The Tai Killing Hall will not pay attention to it, but I don't know if the person behind this kid will take care of it? A second-order spirit refining that has opened the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, you can consider it yourself! After speaking, the figure faded away, silently, indifferently and ruthlessly, and did not look at Ning Que during the whole process.

After a long time, King Ming sighed, and finally it was gone, not taking a second look, but looking at the skylight, an arc left by the crescent moon was bubbling with wisps of coldness, and then it disappeared.