"Your name. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "Lan Wu condescendingly looked down at the witch doctor who was only hanging in one breath, but he was hung alive by that bottle of light healing potion, and his face was filled with a kind smile, as if he had met a confidant.

"Lille." The witch doctor squirmed his lips in despair, and said his name angrily. Now it's the swords, and I'm the fish. Instead of being tortured, it is better to be honest and strive to get a good time.

After all, he is a traitor to mankind.

"What do you want to do collecting souls?" Lan Wu smiled brightly, very satisfied with this guy's knowledge, and then asked the question he wanted to know the most.

When Lille heard this, his already bloodless face became even whiter, and his eyes were a little more frightened. This is the Order's most secret secret, and one that only they, the witch doctors of rough souls, and the leaders sent out on a mission, know about it. He didn't want to, and he didn't dare to confide.

"Don't want to say?" Lan Wu was not surprised, and the smile on his face was still there.

Lille saw the smile on Lan Wu's face, and his pupils suddenly shrank. In his eyes, this guy is definitely more demonic than a demon. It was as if the eyes could penetrate the soul of a person.

"Think about it first." With a meaningful smile on the corner of Lan Wu's mouth, he got up and walked to the battlefield on the other side.

By this time, the battle was nearing its end. Under the siege of three zombie dogs and five ghost babies, in just a few minutes, only the last two were left to hold on back to back. When they saw Lan Wu coming, the despair in their eyes became even stronger.

"Go ahead and leave me alone." Lan Wu shrugged his shoulders, ignoring the two in despair, and walked up to Boya and the others and cut the ropes on their bodies.

Boya broke free from the rope and gave Lan Wu a hug excitedly: "I...... Thank you. ”

Lan Wu laughed, patted Boya's back with his backhand, and then took out a few bottles of light healing potions and stuffed them into his hands and said with a smile: "Do me a favor, don't let that guy in the back die." There's something I want to get out of his mouth. ”

"As a paladin, I don't want anyone to die." Boya proudly shoved the light healing potion back to Lan Wu, and an aura bloomed under his feet at the same time.

Prayer.

Lan Wu couldn't help but wonder. This healing aura of the paladin has a very low sense of presence. He'd even forgotten that the paladin had this skill. Now on that Lille, the effect is much better than the healing potion.

Ignoring the situation on Lille's side for the time being, Lan Wu refocused his attention on the battle situation over there. By this time, the two had given up resistance. I couldn't defeat three zombie dogs and five ghost babies, and now there is a supreme man who is I don't know how many times stronger than them, and if I continue to fight, I will only suffer a little more.

The zombie dog and the ghost baby surrounded the two of them tightly, grinning and letting out a few muffled threats from time to time. Before Lan Wu's next order, they didn't kill the two targets in front of them as mercilessly as they did just now.

"Do you want to live or die?" Lan Wu walked lightly, his gaze swept over the faces of the two of them.

Undisguised murderous eyes swept over their faces, and the two of them were like frogs targeted by poisonous snakes, not daring to move, only nodding their heads again and again. There is such a sentence, which means that it is still possible to live. Who is willing to die if they can live.

"But why should I let you go?" Lan Wu shook his head and sneered, looking at the two captives in front of him playfully.

Now the two were embarrassed. Lan Wu's words were clearly to make them prove the value of surrender. But they are just low-level thugs in the organization, and their status is not high. Where to know what valuable secrets to exchange for their own lives.

"So you don't have any value worthy of my net?" Lan Wu was helpless and glanced at the two of them. I wanted to try my luck and get a little bit of information from these two guys, but I didn't expect that these two goods were purely low-level thugs, or the kind of good babies who didn't listen to anything outside the window.

But if you think about it, too. Now the whole world has become a hell of a world. The Sakaram Revival has taken refuge in the demons, and the only enemies are the surviving professionals. At this point, the new class basically completely crushes the old one. Sending these low-level thugs is enough to deal with those who survive, and it can also guarantee that the organization's secrets will not be leaked, which is quite cheap. After all, there are as many as there are in this kind of low-level thug organization.

With a wave of his hand, Lan Wu turned around and left. Behind him, there was the low roar of the zombie dog and the shrill laughter of the ghost baby...... Of course, the desperate screams of those two people are indispensable. Returning to Lille, he crouched down and asked lightly, "Have you figured it out?" ”

At this point, Lille's injuries were brought under control. The bleeding from the wound has also stopped. With the blessing of the aura of prayer, his life has always remained at an extremely low level. I can't die, and I can't move. Hearing Lan Wu ask again, he closed his eyes in despair.

Revealing the secrets of the organization is a serious crime in the Sakaram Revival Society. His status in the organization is not high, but it is not low either. He knew that death was not the end. When a person's strength reaches a certain level, the soul will not be annihilated immediately after death. This is also one of the secrets that they have been hunting for ghosts for the past four years.

The immortality of the soul means that a person is not dead. Once the Order learns that he has betrayed the Sakaram Revival Society, they will mercilessly send people to capture his soul. Originally, there were many secret methods for torturing souls in the organization, but now that they have taken refuge in demons, similar secret methods are even more abundant. It is guaranteed to make people spit out from watching others take a bath when they are young to urinating everywhere when they grow up.

Lille is not stupid. He knows what is important. Compared to the guy in front of him, the deterrent power of the organization is obviously greater. After all, the organization can torture even the soul. And in the hands of this guy, the big deal is death.

"Okay." Lan Wu shrugged his shoulders and got up to slash Lille into a human stick with a few brushes. Fortunately, Boya was as careful as a hair and did not put away the aura of prayer. Although Lille lost a lot of blood, he barely managed to breathe, and then gradually regained his life with the blessing of the aura of prayer.

By this time, Lille had no strength to speak. His hands and feet were cut off, which meant that he lost the last of his ability to resist. He is now truly a piece of fish to be slaughtered.

"Kill me next." Lille was lucky in his heart. It seemed to him that this guy had lost his patience and was going to give himself a good time.

Lan Wu squatted down again, took out several bottles of powerful healing potions without saying a word, pried open Lille's mouth and poured him down. His actions made the boya people who were watching look at each other, and their eyes were full of puzzlement.

"Come and do him a favor and strip him naked." Lan Wu got up and gave up his position, and greeted Boya and the others with a smile.

Boya and the others glanced at each other, and with a question mark in their heads, they quickly stripped Lille naked. Although there was a suspicion of abusing the captives in doing so, the other party was a traitor to the human race, and several of them did not have any psychological pressure, but were more curious about what Lan Wu would do next.

They soon realized that they had greatly underestimated Lan Wu. Seeing Lan Wu's next torture, there was not a trace of blood on everyone's faces.

"I said, I said it all." Lille was crying profusely, snot, tears and blood mixed together. He's broken. (To be continued.) )