A few days later, the monsoon reappeared in the Ink Prison. Unlike last time, his face was gloomy at this time, and he sat on the side for a long time without speaking.

Xian Mo knew that it was not good, but he teased on his face: "Second senior brother, could it be that I will be sentenced to death tomorrow by junior sister?" ”

"It's not tomorrow, but it's coming soon." Monsoon glared at her fiercely, "You can still laugh." ”

"What if I don't laugh, I don't want to cry in front of me." Xianmo said helplessly.

"You say, why is the little junior brother ......," Monsoon muttered for a half sentence and paused.

The three words of the little junior brother made Xianmo's heart jump, and she tried her best to keep her voice calm and said, "What's wrong with him?" ”

Ji Feng sighed heavily, he really didn't want to mention it in front of the third senior sister, but he was really uncomfortable.

A few days ago, the little junior brother came forward to clear up the relationship with the third junior sister, but it was just an ordinary senior sister and brother relationship. The reason why he didn't respond to the rumors before was because he was in retreat in Qingqiu in order to inherit the secret art of the fox clan, and he couldn't go anywhere.

As soon as this news came out, the bitter love of the fairy and demon daughter turned into a joke in an instant. What kind of witch seduced the little junior brother and failed, and fell into the devil's path in anger. What stalking chased to Qingqiu, but was sent to prison, the more he talked about it, the more bitter it became.

Those female fairies who have always admired the little junior brother can't wait to scold the witch for being incorruptible and shameful in person.

After Ji Feng heard the rumors, he immediately found the little junior brother and beat him with a blue nose and swollen face.

The little junior brother could only be beaten by him, and did not open his mouth to argue, he was so depressed that he went to the immortal prison to visit the third junior sister.

After not hearing Senior Brother's answer for a long time, Xian Mo was anxious and said, "Second Senior Brother? What happened to the little junior brother? ”

"He's fine, good enough to come forward and clarify that he has nothing to do with you." The monsoon roared angrily.

"What?" Slim Mo's heart began to sink little by little.

"He said that he only has the same friendship with you, and now the fairy world says that you are obsessed with the little junior brother, and if you can't succeed in courtship, you will turn to the demon world." The more Monsoon spoke, the more excited he became.

"Only friendships?" The repetition of the Slim Moon. I only feel that my heart is like being pieced together, and the pain is indescribable.

Ji Feng saw that there was a look of pain on Xianmo's face, and he comforted: "Third Senior Sister, don't worry, I think that when the junior brother said this, he should be forced by those foxes in Qingqiu, and he must be unwilling in his heart." ”

Xianmo adjusted his internal breath, held back the blood flowing from the tip of his heart, and sneered: "What the little junior brother said is right, I only have the friendship with him. ”

Won't the little junior sister be angry and go crazy? Ji Feng looked at Xian Mo worriedly and said, "Third Senior Sister." ”

After a while, Xian Mo collected all his thoughts and said lightly: "Second senior brother, what kind of criminal punishment do you say will be punished by rebelling against immortals and demons, junior sister, I am most afraid of pain." ”

"You?" Ji Feng stared at the third junior sister with wide eyes, the junior sister was deeply shocked, and she didn't really want to surrender to the demon.

Xian Mo understood it, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, rest assured, let the master rest assured, junior sister, I will never do anything insulting to the master, just thinking that the punishment of the Immortal Court should come." ”

Looking at the junior sister's laughter, there was suffering, self-deprecation, and despair. Ji Feng's heart ached, and he said impulsively: "Senior brother help you out." ”

Xianmo shook his head and sneered: "Second Senior Brother, you can cultivate for another hundred thousand years, maybe you can." ”

Monsoon craned his neck and wanted to argue a thing or two, but he also knew the truth of what his sister said. He had the urge to go out and beat the little junior brother again, and this time he was going to smash the little junior brother's handsome face, which made him covet.

Sure enough, only two days later, Xianmo was dragged into the execution chamber by the guards.

is no longer a deceitful Taishang Laojun, but a judge with long eyebrows and sharp cheeks. He sat behind the long desk, looked at Xianmo with a calm face for a long time, and finally smashed a scroll of guilt on the desk in front of Xianmo, and said coldly: "Are you Xianmo?" Sign and confess. ”

Xianmo didn't look at the scroll that fell to the ground, but said indifferently: "Xianmo is not guilty." ”

The judge snorted, and then the bald man standing next to him snapped his fingers. I saw four thick black chains sprouting from the black column on one side of the room, locking her wrists and ankles like a snake, pulling her tightly against the column.

The judge said, "This judge will give you another chance?" ”

Xian Mo sneered: "The mortal realm has been beaten into a trick, and the immortal realm has also used it?" ”

The judge's face sank, and he waved his hand. Several blue whips of light exploded from the top of the black cylinder, striking directly at the ink.

Xianmo's body was trembling violently, but she was firmly bound by the black chain, and her cultivation had already been sealed, unable to escape, unable to break free, and could only let the light whip on her body.

The whip trembled, and the whip hurt to the marrow.

I don't know how long it took, Xianmo's body gradually became numb, and his divine consciousness gradually fell into darkness.

Suddenly, a sharp pain woke her up from the darkness, and she found that she had been woken up by ice water. This was followed by several rounds of light whips and ice water, alternating on Xian Mo's body. Eventually, Slim Ink awakened on the cold ground.

The guards brought Zijin Dan and Xian Mo to serve.

Zijindan has a good effect on healing and building muscles. However, in an hour, even if he was uncultivated, the whiplash wound on his body that was deep in the bones had completely healed, leaving the pain that had penetrated into the bones in his consciousness.

The next day, Xian Mo learned from the judge's compassionate mouth that the Zijin Pill was not given by love. Rather, the prison is dedicated to the prisoner, so that the prisoner can recover quickly so that he can bear the next flogging.

The physical and mental torture day after day, few of the tortured people can resist all the time, and the few who do not recruit eventually become insane.

For half a month, Xianmo was so devastated day by day, if it weren't for the fact that she didn't want her master and master to be disgraced because of her, and she didn't want her father and mother to lose her reputation. Before Xu was punished, Xianmo had already bowed his head and confessed.

At this time, Xian Mo was curled up on the cold ground, enduring the pain of devouring his heart and bones. Hearing the sound of the immortal family entering the torture room, her heart trembled involuntarily, and today's punishment will begin again.

If Xianmo turned around, he would definitely be able to see that the person who came was not a judge and a torturer, but an immortal monarch with sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes.

The immortal monarch looked at the slender ink covered with blood stains and dirt, and his body trembled slightly, and his heart was as distressed as a knife. He didn't speak, just sat silently behind Xianmo. The spell was cast to straighten the ink into a sitting position, and then the spiritual power was injected into her body. Follow the veins, repair her wounds, and warm her body and mind.

Half an hour later, the wound in Xian Mo's body basically recovered, and Xianjun stopped moving.

After a little breathing, the pain of drilling bones in his body has disappeared. She turned around with a smile on her face to thank her, but when she saw who had come, her smile froze, and then resentment, pain, and sorrow welled up in her heart. Immediately, he turned back indifferently, not wanting to see the immortal monarch again.

"Third Senior Sister." The voice was painful. "I'm sorry."

Xianmo was silent, her heart hurt, and tears poured out unobediently. She just wanted to chase him away, but she didn't want to make a crying sound. Suddenly, a mist enveloped her, and she fell unconscious in an instant.

When she woke up, she was lying in a familiar soft bed, covered with a soft cloud quilt, and the veil at the bedside was light and flowing.

Xianmo sighed secretly, the most stable place in her dream was always her teacher. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Slim Ink Non Fairy Claw Book House" for free for the first time.