As he spoke, he took the time to raise his eyes to look at Yin Xueli in the iron cage, and saw her delicate face and snow-white skin. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Beichen Xing's heart couldn't help but sigh, he knew what kind of person his master was, that was definitely a terrible person with a paranoid fetish for collecting female slaves, that person's cultivation was still shallow, but the power in his hands was monstrous, maybe a sentence could make Beichen Xing in the realm of returning to the void disappear, after all, in this world, even the master of Yuanying did not dare to say that there were ten thousand enemies, and there were many people, sometimes it was the last word.

He had wanted to put a delicate big girl on the torture rack countless times, play with it wantonly, fry the snow-white and soft body little by little with boiling oil into crunchy snacks, and then dip it in the extremely irritating chili water, and eat it little by little in the girl's screams. Breaking the girl, this is the ambition of his Beichen Xing's life, but it seems that God can't look down on his dirty pursuit, so he has to put up a top boss who likes to abuse girls more than him, but never wants girls to be scarred, Narangero.

Nalan Gero, Nalan Exhaustion's younger brother, is ruthless, is the "fire" among the four great gods of the "Beacon City", and Nalan Exhaustion is the "Beacon", the Beacon City, under the four "god generals" of the Nalan family, there are also four meat shields, the one killed by Silver Dust is the meat shield of "Feng". And the North Star is, of course, the meat shield of "fire".

Beichen Xing knows all these secrets, but his enemies don't know it.

Beichen Xing was about to enjoy the young man's increasingly violent spasms and tremors, and the girl in the iron cage screaming and begging for mercy, but the young man did not give him any chance, and after half a night of torture, he finally spoke for the first time and made a sound.

His voice sounded quite clear, and even had an intoxicating sweetness. His appearance is also very handsome, and every detail on his face is even exquisite. He tilted his head sideways, his ears and eyes pointed at Beichenxing, and said the first words after his arrest in a very disdainful tone.

"So you're the North Star, disrespectful and disrespectful!" There was no respect in his words, only a thick irony and—

Threat?!

It was indeed a threat, which Beichen could hear. As a torturer, he knew that he must not have any temper at this time. The value of the torturer lies in obtaining information, not in how clever the methods of torture are, and Beichenxing deeply understands and remembers this, otherwise he would never sit in such an inconspicuous but vital position as "the beacon of fire, the shield of fire".

He lowered his right hand, licked his lips with some regret, and said in a tone that sounded yin and yang, but was actually just triumphant: "What? Want to chat? Then I'll have a good chat with you." As he spoke, he let go of his left hand, and threw the red-hot iron rod onto the copper platform on the stove, only to hear a clang, and the iron rod actually poked into a small hole in the copper platform accurately, the small hole was only the same thickness as the iron bar, and it was more than half smaller than the square hole on the copper coin. As soon as he threw it like this, his superb secret weapon kung fu was undoubtedly revealed.

"Okay!" the young man actually said yes without hesitation, listening to Beichenxing's ears, somehow not only was it not glorious, but it made him feel uncomfortable. He flattened his mouth, silently moved a stool and sat down opposite the young man, and said in a flat voice: "If there is anything you want to say, say it quickly!

The man scrutinized him carefully for a moment before continuing to ask, "Are you really the North Star?"

"Yes!'Qingshan Lang' Beichenxing, you kid should have heard of my name...... There is not many people in the empire who dare not be afraid to fall into my hands. Speaking of his "Qingshan Lang" prison name, a faint flush appeared on Beichenxing's face, and even on the top of his head that had been shaved because of the money rat tail, there was also a light layer of red, which made his whole person become several times more energetic, not like the gloomy and vicious appearance on weekdays.

"You finally voted for Jianzhou......" The man looked at the old man's bare head and the two small pigtails like flagella, and actually let out a sigh of pity, as if he felt unworthy for this person who was a pervert in his heart. His sigh, and the slightest hint of threat in his tone at first, confused Beichenxing. Beichenxing felt a dark fire rise from his chest, but he was pressed down by the cold and dark reason. As a torturer, he is not qualified to "scold" a prisoner, because the torturer is not a jailer, and the meaning of the torturer's existence is to have multiple sets of prisoners' words, whether the prisoner is telling the truth, falsehoods, lies or nonsense, he can only listen to it, and listen to and remember as much as possible, so that he can find the most valuable "gold mine" from the large amount of information bursting out of the prisoner's mouth.

Beacon City snorted coldly, but did not say anything, a pair of bloodshot cloudy eyes stared at the young man, as if trying to see a flower on his face. The young man didn't pay much attention to him, and sighed to himself: "Since you are the North Star, then I have something to say......

"What?" Beichen Xing replied almost instinctively, and for some reason a cold ominous feeling suddenly filled his heart, and he waved his hand a little uneasily, as if trying to dispel some of the ominous atmosphere that was building up in this dark cell. He opened his mouth, trying to scold the young man a few words so that he could finish his words quickly, but the cold ominous feeling in his chest spread out like cancer, taking over his lungs, his heart, his stomach, and making him unable to make any sound.

"Beichen Xing, Qingshan Lang Beichen Xing, is also the traitor Beichen Xing of the Demon Pavilion, am I right?" The young man showed a bloody smile, in Beichenxing's eyes, this smile was not miserable, but extremely terrifying.

"What are you talking about!!How do you know!!" Beichen Xing's voice suddenly rose, he suddenly stood up, and yelled at the young man, his voice sounded to Yin Xueli, especially like a scream that couldn't stand the torture.

After Beichenxing finished speaking, he suddenly pulled out a cold dagger from his sleeve, of course, that weapon is not entirely correct to say that it is a dagger, it is actually a whip sword, that is, a short sword that can be stretched into a braid.

With a flick of Beichenxing's wrist, the dagger grew into a short whip that was half a foot long. The whip with its sharp edge circled in the air and was unmistakably draped around the young man's neck, and with a slight pull, the man's head gurgled and rolled down.

"Stop!" Yin Xueli screamed, but found that the half-old man named Beichen Xing was staring at the young man in front of him with a dark face at this moment, the green tendons on the hand holding the whip were bulging, and his whole arm was trembling slightly, as if he was enduring some terrible punishment. The man turned his back to Yin Xueli and couldn't see his expression, but judging from his relaxed muscles, he didn't seem to be afraid of the so-called "Qingshan Lang" at all.

"Anyway, I'm the one who has fallen into the 'Wind Chime Gu', and if I die here, the three souls and seven spirits will return to the hands of the mantle master, and when the time comes, what will happen here, who I have met, what I have said, and what I have done, I am afraid that the old man will know it clearly! If you killed me five years ago, you would have killed me, but now...... You also know what kind of goods the 'Wind Chime Gu' and 'Blood Demon Heart' that circulate in the Demon Heart Villa...... Hehehehe......" The young man said indifferently, not taking the sharp blade on his neck seriously at all, and in the end, he even laughed to himself.

"You...... Who the hell are you?!" Beichen Xing gritted his teeth, but his face turned pale with extreme fear: "Who are you? Are you from that place? How could you ,...... How can you know so clearly?......" He said incoherently in panic, and the hand holding the whip suddenly let go, allowing the handle of the whip to fall to the ground with a clatter. He took two steps back in horror, trembling slightly, as if the young man in front of him had suddenly turned into a zombie.

"What's the matter?Is the Demon Pavilion?" Yin Xueli looked at the Beichen Star who was so frightened that the six gods had no master, and couldn't help but be very strange, just now he was still like a demon, and he used a cruel method that ordinary people didn't dare to imagine, but in an instant, he was afraid of this virtue because of the three words of the Demon Wei Pavilion. Yin Xueli also knew that now the Demon Wei Pavilion was split due to infighting, and its strength had been greatly reduced, and it was almost like fighting for years to support the ranks of the top ten sects, and accompanied the last seat, but I was afraid that it would be almost impossible to get rid of the word "strong". Not to mention others, even Yin Xueli herself didn't think that Mowei Pavilion could have anything to fear, and she couldn't understand how this demon-like torturer was afraid of this virtue.

"The Demon Pavilion is not terrible, but the former head of the Demon Pavilion, Mr. Demon Heart, hum ......" The young man heard Yin Xueli's muttering, and replied indifferently, and then she didn't look at Beichen Xing's face that was already as white as a zombie, and said to herself: "Thirty years ago, at that time, Hai Qianqiu was still an inconspicuous stick in the Demon Pavilion, and this benevolent brother in front of us was really a Zhongshan wolf who couldn't be raised...... He was originally an elder of Jiang Huaxue Luozong, in order to avenge the murder of his wife for the head Yan Xueluo, relying on his youth, good appearance, and a little talent to learn, he sneaked into the Demon Pavilion to be a disciple, not to mention, this Beichen Xing may be because of his mission, he does any work in the Demon Wei Pavilion, and he is also the most obedient one, and he has survived for ten years, relying on his amazing talent like a comet and the miracle of the "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa" to break through one after another in his cultivation achievements, he was valued by the ancestor and became a closed disciple...... Who is the patriarch? He is the most protective of his shortcomings, the most sympathetic to his subordinates, and the most decisive person to kill! When he becomes a disciple of the closed door, he is simply the hidden dragon head in the Demon Pavilion, one person is above 10,000 people, not to mention the sect, there are many people who dare to offend the righteous path and the demon path on the rivers and lakes...... Ten years have passed like this, and I don't know which tendon is wrong in this guy, and it is not appropriate to put such a noble and prominent closed disciple, so I have to avenge the head of a little-known small sect for killing my wife!, ha! Yan Xueluo is the shrunken head of the eighth king, and he has no ability to take revenge, but you have to be strong? As a result, in the catastrophe ten years ago, three of the ten major worshippers of the Demon Wei Pavilion were poisoned, and the patriarch himself was also poisoned, not to mention the strange poison in his body, and even the secret treasure of the town faction in the Demon Wei Pavilion, the light weapon 'Absolute Thousand Miles', was also stolen...... When the patriarch was dying, he passed on the throne to Mr. Demon Heart, let him take revenge, and only after taking revenge can he succeed to the position of head of the family......"

"Don't say it! I'll kill you again!It's a big deal!" Beichen Star roared like a mad dog, and the young man also stopped at the right time, not because Beichen Star had a thick desperate roar in his high-pitched voice, but Yin Xueli behind him picked up the conversation:

"After that, Mr. Moxin endured humiliation and went through thousands of dangers to avenge the old man of demon blood, and this Mr. Beichenxing somehow escaped and voted for Jianzhou slaves, isn't that so?"

"The girl is really smart, but Mr. Demon Heart...... It's not a risky ...... That Xueluo Sect is not a great force...... In short, in March, things came to light, Mr. Demon Heart took the masters of the sect and entered the Xueluo Sect in the middle of the night, and the one hundred and seventy-eight people in the sect, including Yan Xueluo's shrunken turtle, were all captured, but this one was missing...... The girl should know what is next, right?" said the young man lightly, unaware that the air in the cell suddenly became cold and stagnant.

Yin Xueli was trembling.

Beichen Xing was already sitting directly on the cold ground.

The young man looked around, as if he was sure that no one was coming, so he laughed, at first he still laughed quietly, and after 3 seconds he began to laugh wildly, his laughter echoing in the small black cell, like the grim smile of the Skeleton Emperor from the undead plane.

"Cutting flesh and taking bones, splitting the spine and sucking the medulla, cramping and peeling the skin, prying the skull and digging out the brain...... Ten years ago, Jianghua Villa had a cold-blooded feast, and people all over the world thought it was a barbarian barbarian, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it to be you!!!Are you guys still human!" Yin Xueli's scream suddenly exploded, like some sonic weapon raging in the small space. She writhed in anger and horror, as if trying to break free from the ropes that bound her, but all she could say was the creaking of her chair. "Monster...... The devil ......" Her voice was hoarse and broken, but it couldn't hide the cry inside. (To be continued.) )