Dai Juntang ordered people to go back to Beijing to deliver the letter, but he looked at Yin Ming's carriage and sneered.

In Dai Juntang's heart, he had already thought of a vicious method.

The master and servant really can't make mistakes, so as not to be dissatisfied with the demon clan.

However, after handing it over to the demon clan, it was different.

Dai Juntang had a flash of inspiration.

He decided that when the time came, he would strip the master and servant to the knees, and then hand them over to the demon clan.

Presumably, those male and female beasts will find their favorite one.

Hehe, see if Yin Ming can still be high, and see if that girl can still mess around.

The escort team set off again and headed west.

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A few days later.

Datang, South, Mine.

Yi Hetu wiped a handful of sweat, held a sledgehammer, and gasped heavily.

Although it is southern, the weather begins to cool down in late autumn.

Yi Hetu's sweat is not because of heat, but because of weakness.

He was a man of letters, and he worked in the mine for a day, and he was a little unbearable.

Next to him, a miner said: "Yi Xiang, you are not in good health, rest quickly." ”

Before he finished speaking, a whip fell from the sky and knocked him to the ground.

A man with a gloomy expression walked over and sneered: "What a change of appearance, it's just a prisoner." ”

The miners here are all exiled prisoners.

All around, many miners saw this scene, but no one dared to make a sound.

Miners have always been oppressed.

It's not that no one resisted, but those who resisted were already buried in the abandoned mines.

Yi Hetu's thin figure stopped in front of the whipped miner.

He said: "Dai Jiaotou, he just kindly persuaded me, how can you be like this?"

This Dai Jiaotou is not an outsider, it is the second son of the Metropolitan Governor of Hongjing - Dai Junkun.

After he was abolished by Yin Ming in the past year, he was sent to the south and became the head of a battalion.

Their barracks are responsible for supervising the work of the prisoners in the mine on weekdays.

It is certainly not a coincidence that Yihetu was sent here.

Dai Junkun sneered: "You, an old immortal, still dare to speak in front of me?"

As he spoke, he whipped it down.

On the side, a woman was walking down the mountain road with a large cauldron in her arms.

Seeing this scene, she exclaimed, threw away the cauldron, and rushed over to block Yi Hetu.

The whip fell, and the woman was whipped out.

Yi Hetu was anxious, stepped forward and said loudly: "Yao'er, Yao'er, are you okay?"

This is none other than Yi Yao.

She accompanied her father to exile thousands of miles to the southern mines, and was responsible for cooking for the prisoners on weekdays.

There are seven silver needles stuck in her body, and she will be in severe pain when she moves.

These seven silver needles not only tortured Yi Yao, but also sealed her literary run.

Therefore, even Dai Junkun, who has been deposed, can have unscrupulous attacks.

He said coldly: "What a little slut, he dares to disturb the head of this sect to teach prisoners." ”

As he spoke, he waved his whip again to teach Yi Yao a lesson.

Yi Yao was already frail, and he was sealed as a cultivator, and after being whipped, he was completely powerless to resist.

Yi Hetu blocked his daughter, gritted his teeth and endured the whipping.

It took a long time for Dai Junkun to be satisfied.

This father and daughter are both from Yin Ming's faction, and they fell into his hands, but they have to be tortured well, and they can't be played to death at once.

On the mountain rock, Yi Yao's body trembled, very pitiful.

Seeing the thin and slender, but slender and beautiful body, Dai Junkun suddenly had an evil fire in his heart.

This woman has a close relationship with Yin Ming, I don't know if she is Yin Ming's woman.

If......

Dai Junkun licked his dry lips and ordered: "This female prisoner is not subject to discipline, I will open some small stoves for her." ”

"Somebody, send her to my room. ”

A few of the soldiers let out a knowing laugh.

The four of them stepped forward and wanted to set up Yi Yao.

The two soldiers who walked behind were suddenly stunned.

They looked at the two people walking in front of them, their faces full of surprise.

The two had already leaned over to grab Yi Yao's arm, but found that their companion's face was wrong.

They asked strangely, "What's wrong with you, what are you doing in a daze?"

The companion frowned and said, "You, look at your feet......"

The two men lowered their heads and were startled.

At some point, two gray air currents wrapped around their calves.

What the hell is this?

Before they could figure it out, people, including Dai Junkun, were actually entangled in the gray air current.

This gray air flow seems to come from underground, which is very strange.

At this time, in the air flow that entangled Dai Junkun, a round ball suddenly condensed.

There are three holes in the ball, like eyes and mouth.

The terrifying thing is that the air flow actually makes a sound.

"Also...... I...... Destiny ......"

Dai Junkun suddenly shuddered and said loudly: "It's a ghost, it's haunted!"

The rest of the people haven't reacted yet.

For most people, a ghost is an ethereal thing.

Ghosts are not like demons, which surround the country and are eyeing the human race.

However, this in no way means that ghosts are not scary.

Ghosts are very weird, and they have strange personalities, even demons are very taboo.

The most terrible point is that ghosts have no entity, and unless they are inherently strong, there is almost no way to deal with ghosts.

In the mine, the voices of "return my life" came and went.

Dai Junkun and others were all entangled in ghosts.

Looking at the gray air current, crawling up his body little by little, Dai Junkun was completely manipulated by fear.

Could it be that these are the souls of prisoners who were killed by themselves?

Dai Junkun waved the whip frantically, completely unaware of the meaning of his actions.

Yi Hetu hugged his daughter and curled up behind a boulder.

Although this is the retribution of Dai Junkun and others, ghosts do not distinguish between good and evil.

My father and daughter are afraid that they are also more auspicious.

Fortunately, the gray air flow seemed to be limited in number, and after entangled Dai Junkun and others, it no longer spread.

As the sunset completely sank into the West Mountain, the gray airflow became stronger, and it had already wrapped Dai Junkun and the others.

The screams and roars of Dai Junkun and others rang out for half an hour.

Finally, Dai Junkun's body collapsed.

His face was so hideous and terrifying that it was barely recognizable as a human face.

Probably, the ugliest demon clan is nothing more than that.

Gray airflow drilled out from Dai Junkun and the others.

The airflow seems to have been tonified, much thicker than the right one.

The air currents converged in one place, slowly condensed into a single body, and turned into a human form.

Then, the figure floated leisurely towards Yi Hetu's father and daughter.

Yi Hetu sighed in his heart.

After all, you can't hide.

He looked at his daughter in his arms, his eyes full of guilt and helplessness.

At the beginning, when my daughter insisted on coming with her, she should have refused more resolutely.

Yi Hetu didn't move, watching the gray air flow drill into Yi Yao's body.

(End of chapter)