The fat city lord didn't have any anger at Wen Zilong's hard mouth.

He just smiled faintly and was about to leave the dark room.

Because he is not a man who likes to use torture, unless it is absolutely necessary.

At the same time, he knew that there was no one in this world who was not afraid of death.

All those who say they are not afraid of death are just because they are not dying.

When real death comes, they will know how terrible death is.

So, he can wait.

He could afford to wait.

He had coveted the library's scrolls for hundreds of years.

He's been waiting for hundreds of years.

So, in two days, he can afford to wait.

Thinking of this, he turned around and walked slowly out the door.

Karala –

With the sound of a mechanism, the heavy door slowly closed.

Outside the door, the faint voice of the fat city lord sounded:

"I forgot to remind you that you've been asleep for a day, so you still have two days."

When Wen Zilong heard this voice, his heart was slightly refreshed.

I have always pretended to be forced in front of others, when will it be the turn of others to pretend in front of me?

Thinking of this, a sly smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

He said, "Thank you for the reminder, Fat City Lord." In view of your kindness, I plan to never call you Fat City Lord again. Come to think of it, it's really rude to call you a fat city lord. It's true that you're fat, but I really shouldn't have said you're fat to your face. Even if you want to say you're fat, you shouldn't hear me say you're fat......"

"You're looking for death—"

Wen Zilong's chatter was suddenly interrupted by an angry roar like a bull.

The first word "you" in that roar was still fifty meters away. And when the third word "death" came out, it was already outside the gate.

Outside the door, the fat city lord was furious.

I can't wait to tear Wen Zilong alive.

If it weren't for the secret of that scroll, he would have destroyed Wen Zilong 100%.

"If you say one more word, I'll tear your dog's mouth apart immediately!"

The fat city lord roared angrily.

Wen Zilong felt that the fat city lord was almost blown up, he smiled slightly and stopped speaking.

He had already achieved his goal, so naturally there was no need to say more.

I only heard the sound of heavy panting outside, accompanied by footsteps, getting farther and farther away.

In the next two days, Wen Zilong once again lived a fairy-like life of sleeping and sleeping.

Why not "eat and sleep, sleep and eat"?

Because the fat city lord was really angry with Wen Zilong.

So naturally there was no food for the past two days.

However, Wen Zilong is also a person who is at ease with what happens.

Originally, it belonged to people who were too hungry to eat.

Now for two days, he can't starve to death.

Of course he didn't care.

However, as time went by, the fat city lord became a little nervous.

On the first day, he was still full of confidence.

He knew that as time passed, as death approached, Wen Zilong would definitely confess.

However, a day passed, and Wen Zilong still didn't have any signs to confess.

He already had some doubts in his heart.

Is Wen Zilong really not afraid of death?

Eventually, though, he shook his head.

He has lived for more than two hundred years, and he has really never seen a brute dragon who is not afraid of death.

After a few more hours, the closer to the moment of poisoning, the more panicked Wen Zilong will be.

When the time comes, it will be easy to ask him again.

However, time passed slowly hour by hour, and Wen Zilong still showed no sign of confession.

Finally, only half an hour is left, and it is the last moment.

The city lord was already anxious.

He came to the dark room, pointed at Wen Zilong and said, "Wen Zilong, aren't you afraid of death?" ”

Wen Zilong smiled, his neck stalked, and said:

"People are inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai next door, or lighter than the old king next door. When I die like this, it is definitely heavier than Taishan next door, and I deserve to die. Why be afraid? ”

The lord of the city persuaded earnestly:

"Don't you want to think about your parents? What do they do when you die? ”

Wen Zilong said: "In this world, I have no parents. ”

The lord of the city continued to persuade:

"Then you don't want to think about your female brute dragon?"

Wen Zilong said: "I'm sorry, a single dog." Why don't you introduce me to one? ”

The city lord's face darkened.

"If you don't say anything, it's too late, there is less than half an hour left. In the last few minutes, it's too late for you to say anything. Life matters, live and cherish it. ”

Wen Zilong looked at Wen Zilong strangely:

"Is it good that you made the poison yourself, and now you don't let me die, what are you trying to do?"

Seeing this, the city lord said hatefully:

"Good, good. In that case, then I will let you live and let you understand what life is better than death! ”

Then, he took out a small jade bottle, opened the lid, pinched Wen Zilong's mouth and poured it into him.

"This is the antidote?"

Wen Zilong asked.

The fat city lord sneered: "That's right. ”

Wen Zilong smacked his lips: "It tastes good, is there another bottle?" ”

The fat city lord said angrily: "No. ”

"Lick the lid for me."

The fat city lord was really speechless.

If you continue to entangle with this goods, you will be driven crazy.

He said coldly: "Although I am not a person who likes to use torture, if I am in a hurry, I can use any kind of torture." ”

Wen Zilong smiled and said, "Then I want to see what tricks you have." ”

The fat city lord snorted coldly and said, "Someone! ”

I saw two brute dragons immediately outside.

"Torture Instruments!"

The city lord roared.

The two brute dragons immediately took out a wishful bag.

From the Ruyi bag, he took out all the torture instruments.

Knives, forks, hooks, and more.

Wen Zilong looked at them and took them out one by one, and smiled: "Are you here to extort confessions, or kill pigs?" ”

After saying that, I felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this sentence.

Fortunately, neither the fat city lord nor the two brute dragons noticed.

The two dragons each took out a torture instrument.

One of them was holding something that resembled a finger cuff.

However, there are a few extreme thorns in this "finger sleeve".

As long as you put it on your fingers or toes and press the mechanism, the thorns inside will pierce into the nails.

The brute dragon had a blank face, intending to put this finger crest on Wen Zilong's claws.

When Wen Zilong saw it, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly shouted:

"Wait, wait, I say, I say, I say."

The city lord snorted coldly and said, "I don't see the coffin and don't cry." Say! ”

Wen Zilong smiled and sang: "I'll talk about you love me, I can't tell me clearly, I keep saying, I'm sorry I have a big tongue." ”

"I'm grass—"

The lord of the city has escaped his wrath.

It's all like this, and you dare to play Lao Tzu.

"Torture!"

The city lord was really forced by Wen Zilong's cheapness to have no choice.

But at this time, Wen Zilong spoke again:

"Blah, blah, blah, I say I, I say."

However, the city lord didn't even pay attention to him.

The finger cuff in the brute dragon's hand continued to put on Wen Zilong's claws.

Wen Zilong made a frightened look.

However, a smile like a prank success flashed on his face.