Chapter 3: Anger !!

In the torture room, Zhao Wuyou sat on a wooden chair, while Duan Yunfeng knelt respectfully in front of him, recounting many things that had happened in the past three years.

Three years ago, Zhao Wuyou was framed by Bai Luo's father and daughter and put in a black prison, and not long after that, the news that Bai Luo's spiritual vein was promoted to a holy product came out, and he was even a blockbuster in the hunt in Yunzhou, overpowering countless Tianjiao in Yunzhou, and was accepted as a personal disciple by the sect master of Yunxiao Tianzong on the spot.

And then Bai Luo awakened the legendary ancient bloodline, and got the cultivation of the Yunxiao Heavenly Sect, and now three years have passed, Bai Luo Xiuwei has surpassed any person in the history of the Chiyan Marquis, the name of the Holy Maiden of Bai Luo, the world is famous, and even the Great Zhou Dynasty has sent a prince to come in person and canonize her as the first-class Luo Shen Hou.

The grade of the Chiyan Marquis Mansion, because of her, has been promoted from the original third-class marquis to the second class, and the overall strength of the Chiyan Marquis Mansion has naturally risen sharply, and now not only in Tiannan County, but also in the surrounding other counties, there is great power and influence, which is also the reason why Duan Yunfeng's father, who is obviously just an ordinary deacon of the Chiyan Marquis Mansion, can now become the city lord of this Tianyu City.

"Ancient bloodline?" Zhao Wuyou's eyes narrowed.

Bai Luo told him three years ago that she relied on the blood of the ancient true dragon contained in her father's bones to completely stimulate her own bloodline. 、

This is also the main reason why Bai Luo framed him.

"I didn't expect that in just three years, she would be a marquis by herself, and she was still a first-class marquis. Zhao Wuyu frowned darkly.

In this world, strength is paramount!

The Marquis of Chiyan's Mansion, relying on so many ancestors and hundreds of years of hard work, only to get the title of a third-class marquis, but Bai Luo, relying on his personal strength, became a first-class marquis, and asked the imperial court to send the prince to come to canonize in person, then its strength must have reached an extremely amazing level, I am afraid it will not be long before it can be crowned king.

Once crowned king, it means that personal strength has reached the top of the Great Zhou territory.

"Where's my mother?" asked Zhao Wuyou.

In this world, his only relative, and the person he cares about the most, is his mother Ling Ruyue, but during the three years of exile in the black prison, he was completely cut off from the outside world, and he could not learn anything about his mother.

"Mrs. Zhao, you're missing. Duan Yunfeng replied.

"What did you say?" Zhao Wuyou's face changed drastically, and he asked, "What's the matter?"

"After the autonomous person was exiled to the black prison, Mrs. Zhao has been trying every means to rescue her master, and even sent someone to rob the prison, but because the Zhao family has been greatly suppressed in the Hou Mansion in recent years, the top combat power has been restricted too much, and it will not succeed. Duan Yunfeng said.

"Place, executed, mother, she's dead?" Zhao Wuyou's entire head seemed to be thundered at this moment, and his whole body was numb.

Immediately after, endless grief and anger filled his mind.

Zhao Wuyou shook his head desperately, he couldn't help but think of the scene three years ago when his mother knelt in front of Bai Luo and kowtowed and pleaded in order to save him, and the tears in his eyes couldn't help but flow down anymore.

That's for him to live, to do anything crazy, to the people he loves.

But now,, it's dead?

"Mother!!!"

"No!no!!"

Zhao Wuyou roared, but didn't make a sound.

After a long time, this endless grief gradually calmed down, and was replaced by a terrifying killing intent that shocked the world.

"Damn it, damn it!!"

"Bai Clan, it's time to exterminate the clan!!"

"Everyone, to death!!"

Zhao Wuyou has never wanted to kill like now, even if he lived for a long time in his previous life and won the supreme, he has never been.

"Duan Yunfeng, prepare something for me......"

Zhao Wuyou commanded in a cold voice, and Duan Yunfeng, who was already controlled by the Yuan Shen, listened honestly, and there would be no disobedience in his heart.

Not long after, Zhao Wuyou and Duan Yunfeng walked out of the torture room.

"Go, remove the shackles and shackles for the prince of Wuyou, and find a secluded and independent courtyard for him to settle in in the city, and there must be no slackness. Duan Yunfeng commanded.

The middle-aged man's guard, who had been waiting outside the door, couldn't help but look surprised when he heard this.

As far as he knew, Duan Yunfeng was planning to torture Zhao Wuyou in the torture room, but now not only did he not see the slightest trace of being tortured from Zhao Wuyou's body, but also asked Zhao Wuyou to find an independent courtyard and settle down?

Although he was puzzled, the middle-aged man didn't ask much, and left with Zhao Wuyou in response.

He never dreamed that his young city lord had been controlled by Zhao Wuyou.

Late at night.

In a secluded bamboo forest outside Tianyu City, Zhao Wuyou's figure leaned on a bamboo tree and waited quietly.

It didn't take long for two more figures to appear in Zhao Wuyou's sight, it was Duan Yunfeng and the middle-aged man who had been following him.

"Young City Lord, you came out in the middle of the night just to see him?" The middle-aged man also saw Zhao Wuyou in front of him, and couldn't help frowning.

"To see the master, of course. Duan Yunfeng said.

"Master?" The middle-aged man was stunned, but before he could react, a cold dagger had already been plunged directly into his heart.

Although this middle-aged man was the strongest guard beside Duan Yunfeng, his cultivation was only at the level of consummation of qi, and he had not yet stepped into the innate level, and in the face of this sudden close-range sneak attack, he could not react, and the dagger instantly sank into his heart.

"Young City Lord, ...... you" The middle-aged man's face was full of astonishment, but his consciousness gradually blurred, and his body fell weakly.

"The hosts. Duan Yunfeng walked in front of Zhao Wuyou and saluted respectfully.

"Everything is ready?" asked Zhao Wuyou.

"It's all here. Duan Yunfeng took out a package and opened it, and there were pitch-black iron pipes in the package, as well as the existence of some pills and medicines.

"Let's get started. ”

Zhao Wuyou picked up an iron pipe and inserted it directly into Duan Yunfeng's abdomen, Duan Yunfeng's face showed an obvious look of pain, but he didn't have the slightest intention of struggling to resist.

After being controlled by the Yuan Shen, no matter what Zhao Wuyou wanted to do, Duan Yunfeng would not resist at all.

Zhao Wuyou started one after another, and in just a moment, several parts of Duan Yunfeng's body were inserted into iron pipes, but these iron pipes avoided the key points and did not put Duan Yunfeng to death.

Duan Yunfeng had already knelt down, and Zhao Wuyou's right hand stretched out and pressed Duan Yunfeng's forehead.

"Secret art, soul snatching!"

Airplanes~~~

In an instant, a unique force spread out from Duan Yunfeng's body, along the pitch-black iron pipes, and surged towards Zhao Wuyou.

The Soul Snatching Secret Technique is a unique secret technique that circulates in the Eternal God Realm and deprives the spiritual veins.

Zhao Wuyou's own spiritual vein was abolished, and if he wanted to cultivate again, he had to repair the spiritual vein, and Zhao Wuyou also had the secret technique of repairing the spiritual vein, but there were many auxiliary materials needed, even with the help of Duan Yunfeng's identity, I am afraid that he would not be able to get all of them together in a short time, so Zhao Wuyou could only forcibly seize Duan Yunfeng's spiritual vein.

Under normal circumstances, the Soul Snatching Secret Technique needs to be driven by spiritual power, but Zhao Wuyou is now driven by the power of the Yuan Shen, and fortunately, his control of the power of the Yuan God is at its peak, and Duan Yunfeng is under the control of his Yuan God, so there will not be the slightest violation of his will, otherwise he may not be able to succeed.

Half an hour later, the Soul Snatching Technique was complete.

In the bamboo forest, Zhao Wuyou sat cross-legged, and in his body, the spiritual vein that had been completely abolished had been re-condensed, of course, this was Duan Yunfeng's spiritual vein, which was only at the level of five grades.