He Chong was dragged back to the original cave, his body was very painful, he couldn't sit, and it was even more painful when the wound touched the ground directly when he lay down, so he had to sit and endure the pain of the wound. At this time, he slightly understood the intention of the song of the Demon Messenger, which was to make him let down his guard and willingly say what was in his heart. He Chong was stunned, this time he was confused, because he didn't understand, but now he understands, what if he blows this tune next time?

The pain in his body made him unable to continue to think, and the Heart Sutra given by the Iron Flute Immortal on his body was also searched, but he still remembered the words in the Heart Sutra, and he thought that maybe this Heart Sutra could help him recover, so he silently recited the scriptures in his heart, mobilizing the internal force to run the whole body, his wound felt burning and painful, he intermittently exercised, and gradually he felt that his body was getting better, and the Heart Sutra of the Iron Flute Immortal was indeed easy to use. It took him a long time for all the wounds on his body to heal. He felt a little happy in his heart.

He silently recited the mantra of Chi Hao's teaching, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that seven or eight people here were all injured, and they were not lying or sitting, and they were screaming.

The minions of the demon world outside shouted, "Tell the truth if you want to live, or you will die." ”

He Chong asked them in a low voice, "You have all been tortured?"

Huo Lin endured the pain, looked at He Chong, and said, "Yes, we were beaten, and now we are not sitting, and it is even more uncomfortable to lie down." ”

He Chong laughed out loud, which made Huo Lin and them a little puzzled, Huo Lin asked him: "He Chong, why are you okay? Seeing that when you came back, you should have been injured more seriously than us, how could you still laugh?"

He Chong said: "I don't know, I used my internal force to heal my injuries, and I'm already well." ”

"How come? I've never seen such a miraculous internal skill, where did you Liuyun Sword Sect know about this kind of internal strength?" someone asked him.

"What I practiced was not the internal strength of my own sect, it was taught to me by the Iron Flute Immortal, I didn't expect to be so in charge, and my luck wounds healed quickly. ”

"Iron Flute Immortal really doesn't seem to be a simple character, we underestimate him too much. Someone else said.

"Can you help us?" "We hurt, oops, it hurts, you help us heal." ”

He Chong agreed. He rubbed his way to the ground, afraid that he would be hurt by the rope when he stood up. He said, "My hands are tied, and you take my hands from behind, and I will do my best to help you heal." ”

Everyone came over and asked He Chong to help one by one, He Chong was busy for a long time, he was a little dizzy and tired, he leaned on the stone wall to rest, counted it in his heart, and felt that the number of people seemed to be wrong, he asked Huo Lin: "Huo Lin, it seems that the number of people is a little wrong." What's going on?"

"I don't know, how are you, can you see?"

"Chi Hao's spell, I can see things in the dark. ”

Huo Lin listened, was silent, and said enviously for a while: "You are lucky, you have learned so many things, and you can use them at any time." ”

Others say the same thing.

He Chong asked who the others were, and they were all right, except for Lu Ziqi.

Xiang Yunjie said: "That kid is not a thing, he betrayed you at every turn for himself, I'm afraid he is discussing with those people in the Demon Realm how to join the gang at this time." ”

Huo Lin said, "Don't talk nonsense, wait and see." Maybe I'll be back in a moment. ”

He Chong knew that they would definitely not be able to leave, so he chattered idly, "Huo Lin, didn't you participate in the martial arts competition? How could you abandon the competition? Could it be that the opponent is Yu Feng? ”

"What, just now I thought it was a trick with a master, and I thought that if I couldn't win, I could ask for a few tricks, but when I saw that they were all a bunch of guys who couldn't get on the stage, I gave up the game. I don't play with them anymore. He Chong, why don't you participate?"

"I, I, well, I was supposed to go to see the excitement, I didn't have that idea at all, besides, Qiu Tong offended too many people, we were together, and it was not good to show up. Later, it was discovered, Qiu Tong was chased out of the town, we chased after us, and I don't know what happened later, or a friend of mine told me about the next thing. ”

"I see, Qiu Tong, he is a good person, and he is quite capable, but he loves to cause trouble too much, and his master has a headache. ”

"Not anymore, he said that everything that was about the same level as him was beaten by him. You don't have to cause trouble everywhere in the future. ”

When He Chong said this, everyone laughed, and Mu Daguang said: "Do you dare to believe what he said? He said this not once or twice, and in the end he still caused trouble everywhere." ”

He Chong was a little short of breath when he heard it, Qiu Tong's temper was really bad.

Huo Lin said: "We are all capable of this generation of various factions, I think they not only want to find the Iron Flute Immortal, they may recruit us or kill us." ”

Wu Xing said: "It's hard to say, there are still people in our sect who are stronger than me." ”

"Don't be modest now, can the Demon Realm gang make a mistake and catch a waste and come back?" Xiang Yunjie said.

He Chong listened to their words and became worried.

Mu Daguang said coolly, "Hey, being a master is still suffering from this crime, and the level of being a master is not low." ”

Huo Lin said: "Don't talk about discouragement, we have to think about how to run." He Chong, will you hand over your internal functions to us? Maybe we can escape together. ”

He Chong thought that this internal strength was given away for free, and it was not a betrayal of the master to himself, and now that everyone was suffering, it was right to help each other, so he said: "Okay, I will tell you the mantra of internal strength, you practice it well, maybe it can be of great use when you escape." ”

Everyone gathered together, He Chong whispered the mantra to them, and they all quickly memorized it and practiced separately.

In this way, they were often brought up to be beaten, and the Demon Messenger tortured them with his Demon Voice, but no one was fooled, but He Chong's heart became more and more uncomfortable, and the tune of the Demon Voice Messenger always hit the most vulnerable place in his heart, almost defeating him.

After a while, the Demon Messenger brought a child they had never seen before, the Demon Messenger honored him as the Phantom Demon, and the Phantom Demon still used the tricks of the Demon Messenger to torture and stimulate He Chong Huolin and them, but it still had no effect.

The phantom demon said to the magic messenger: "This kid has been with you all the way, and he has looked down on a lot of things, and it is impossible to move him with his mouth, and he has to use some means." ”

The messenger said, "Please also ask the commander to command, and I will cooperate with you." ”

The illusion said, "No, I'll cast my own spell and try it against him." ”

He Chong was brought again, the phantom looked at He Chong, He Chong also stared at the phantom demon, he was very puzzled, didn't he want to be beaten?

Suddenly, he felt a flicker in front of him, his spirit seemed to be controlled by something intangible, in his eyes, the opposite demon disappeared, standing in front of him was his master, and it seemed to be the iron flute fairy, and became Qiu Tong, many people he liked appeared in front of his eyes, and a voice quietly asked him, "Do you know where the person I am looking for?" This word seems to be asked by these familiar people, the same question has been asked thousands of times, and it has been haunting his heart. He felt that the person who asked him was kind and cared about him. They all looked at him affectionately, and there was a man who seemed to care more about him standing behind everyone, it was his father, who was also asking. He Chong felt very warm in his heart, but he still felt that he shouldn't say it. But he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and the people asked him softly, and his lips moved, trying to say what was in his heart.

"Monsters, monsters, if you want to kill them, you can kill them!" and you will be tossed us!" "Let He Chong go, come with us!" "Die, old goblin!" Huo Lin and the others in the cave shouted, they saw that He Chong did not come back, they were afraid that the Demon Voice Messenger would come up with some poisonous plan, and wanted to use the cry to interfere with the Demon Sound Messenger.

The phantom was casting a spell, interrupted by the jumbled voice, and he was furious, "Whisperer, shut those people! I don't want to hear them scream!"

The Demon Voice Emissary hurriedly sent his men to cast spells on Huo Lin and the others, so that they could not speak.

He Chong came to his senses, he remembered that the demon standing in front of him had just looked at him, and the various scenes he had seen, and he understood that he had been tricked. He didn't dare to scold this demon in his heart, but concentrated on figuring out what he had just experienced, hoping to find a way to crack it, so that even if this demon cast another spell on himself, he could easily avoid the influence of magic on him.

The illusion demon saw that He Chong lowered his head and didn't look at him, his eyes were rolling, and he knew that this kid must have discovered a loophole in his magic, and he wanted to cast other spells, so that He Chong couldn't guard against it.

At this time, the witch said sourly on the side: "Oh, phantom, your high ability can't conquer this kid's spirit, it seems that I still looked down on you before." ”

The illusion ignored her and wanted to continue casting spells, He Chong felt very nervous, since this guy is called illusion demons, I am afraid that there is more than one kind of illusion, and it is all up to Huo Lin and them to dodge just now, and he can't resist the magic power of illusion at all. She could also clearly feel that the magic skills on the phantom demon were much higher than those of the magic messenger and the witch, and he had no ability to resist, so what should he do? Or he shouted loudly, trying to disrupt the magic of the phantom, but the phantom didn't look at him at all, and continued to cast spells, as if he didn't exist, but the illusion himself was performing. And bursts of demonic power came slowly and forcefully towards him, each time it hit him in various ways, and his confidence became weaker and weaker, what should I do? What should I do? He was so anxious that he began to cry.

At this moment, the witch shouted, "Phantom, who do you see coming?"

The illusion demon listened, and quickly collected the work, he looked at the entrance of the cave, there was nothing, he turned his head and glared at the witch fiercely, the witch smiled and said: "Oh, your illusion demon is at this level, no wonder the demon lord looks down on you, and has not let you take over." It makes sense. ”

The phantom said, "What do you want to do?"

"I'll help you first, if you don't let me, I have to make trouble, you can't take the credit, everyone will share the credit. ”

As soon as the phantom demon was about to attack, the messenger of the demon voice walked in and said, "Witch, you go, the demon venerable summons you back." This is the order of the Demon Venerable. ”

The witch said, "Oh, it looks like I can't help much, so let's go." With that, she left the cave and disappeared into a puff of black smoke.

The Demon Voice Messenger asked his men to take He Chong down. The magic messenger said to the phantom, "Hey, I didn't expect her to be like this after a thousand years. ”

The phantom demon looked at the magic messenger, and he was angry, unable to speak, and shook his hand and left.

After that, He Chong and Huo Lin continued to be tortured in this place where they couldn't tell where they were, and they couldn't find a chance to escape, so they could only wait quietly, hoping that someone would come to save them.