This he, without thinking about it, knows that it refers to Ye Chongyuan, the king of Linyuan.

Who would have thought that a fool who grew up in the countryside and was still mentally incomplete most of the time would grow into a person who could confront the people who had controlled the government for more than ten years in just two years.

From the most open string puppet to now being able to compete head-on.

What an amazing person.

The man did not feel gloomy by the news, but laughed out loud.

Zhang Penglin didn't understand why adults laughed.

What's so funny about not having a good news?

"He can grow to this point under the corrosion of the Heart Devouring Gu, it is really beyond my imagination, it seems that he is more ...... than I imagined" The man's voice was lowered, and Zhang Penglin did not hear clearly.

"He is now calling himself sick, and he should have sensed that something was wrong with his body." The man talked to himself.

"Zhang Fuyu has been in his hands for several months, and I don't know if he is dead or alive." The man was always smiling when he spoke.

But the words he said made Zhang Penglin shiver.

He knew Zhang Fuyu, and the people who came out of that place had the most tight mouths, and it was impossible to torture them to extract confessions.

For no one knew that these punishments had been specially trained since they were very young, and those who could come out of that place alive were terrible.

Not to mention the best of them.

Therefore, when they learned that Zhang Fuyu fell into the hands of King Linyuan, they would not be in a hurry.

Because they knew that no matter what kind of means King Linyuan used, they would not be able to make Zhang Fuyu open his mouth.

"The little guy is growing up too fast, but it's really gratifying, send someone to sneak into the dungeon and let Zhang Fuyu confess." After the man finished speaking, he got up, looked at Yuan Chongwei again, and let out a soft "Huh".

Zhang Penglin also looked back and found that Yuan Chongwei had condensed a thick layer of frost on his body at some point.

No wonder something was wrong.

The man seemed to be attracted by this strange scene, and walked over to take a closer look.

Want to understand why a person can condense frost, what does it depend on?

Zhang Penglin had already seen a lot of this scene, although he was surprised, he didn't have too much curiosity, and he was thinking about something else at this time.

The man didn't check what was going on, he thought about it, took out a handful of exquisite bishou from his waist, and slashed it on Yuan Chongwei's arm.

It stands to reason that if a person's body is covered with ice, the skin and blood should be hard no matter what.

The man thought the same thing, and he couldn't help but use two more points of strength.

But Yuan Chongwei's skin was still soft, and there was no sign of freezing at all, and the man didn't have any strength at all, and the wound was deep and bone-in-cheek.

But there was not a trace of blood flowing, and although the wound was white and boneless, there was no blood, but the flesh and blood came out with a bright blue light.

This strange scene attracted the man's attention.

He couldn't help but lower his head, trying to see clearly.

Zhang Penglin was also attracted by this scene, and also looked down.

Because of the strange situation, the man did not touch it with his hands, but used bishou to cut the flesh of Yuan Chongwei's wound.

So the wound was instantly enlarged, and a piece of flesh fell straight down.

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