"I think you sincerely want to die!" Zhang Yunqing grimaced, with unhappiness and fear in his eyes. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info unhappy, Lu Zheng's good luck was inherited by the master, and the masked uncles were afraid that he was ineffective.

"Brother Lu, why don't you understand? These uncles are not as easy to talk as I am. If you don't want to be tortured, take it out. Otherwise, it would be a luxury to want to die at that time. ”

For the sake of his own life, Zhang Yunqing made persistent efforts and tried to persuade Lu Zheng.

But Lu Zheng is a person who is born soft and hard, and he has clear grievances. The Reverse Cang Sect can provide him with a place to live for a while, Duan Qiufeng can meet in Pingshui to save his life, and when he is dying, he can rest assured that the inheritance of the entire Reverse Cang Sect will be handed over to him, and he will have an additional responsibility.

The grace of dripping water is reciprocated by springs. This is the righteousness of affection! Whoever has no affection is a beast!

Understanding the meaning in Lu Zheng's eyes, Zhang Yunqing's face turned red, and he couldn't wait to kill Lu Zheng on the spot.

But he didn't dare after all. He's just a little minion who takes refuge in the masked man, and he doesn't do things freely.

Lu Zheng didn't have the desire/desire to continue to talk to a traitor, and only said in a loud voice: "Yang Ding! You are also the master of a sect, but you are really despicable to do this hidden head and tail to kill people and destroy the faction! It is no wonder that Master Duan said that you have a bad mind and can't make friends! If you are more decent, you can't say that Master Duan has already handed over the ring to you! Now you have killed him and destroyed the sect he founded single-handedly, provoking him to burn what you covet when he is dying." You deserve it!"

"Fuck your shit!"

The masked man led by him scolded loudly, and pulled the black scarf off his face, revealing a sinister and vicious face.

Lu Zheng didn't recognize him, but judging from his reaction, this person was Yang Ding, the master of Jiding Gate.

Yang Ding's mouth was already crooked, grabbed Lu Zheng's neck, and hit the mountain wall.

Suddenly, blood splattered.

Lu Zheng's head hurt sharply, and his face was covered with blood, but he didn't die.

Yang Ding deliberately saved Lu Zheng's life, and turned around and called the door to torture Lu Zheng ninety-nine and eighty-one. But Lu Zheng bit the boss to death and the ring was destroyed, and there was nothing to hand over at all.

Yang Ding was angry, he didn't believe that the treasure he coveted became scum.

In the end, Yang Ding took matters into his own hands, knocked off Lu Zheng's limbs, and asked someone to throw him into the purgatory, and tortured Lu Zheng for forty-nine days.

When Lu Zheng was lifted upside down, he had only half a breath left, and he soon lost his mind.

In the haze of consciousness, one after another dream-like pictures passed in front of Lu Zheng's eyes. There is the scene of him killing ghosts and removing filth when he was a heavenly master, there is the past when he accidentally crossed after chasing ghosts in a car, there is the whole process of the drama in which he was vetoed by Deacon Wang and became a miscellaneous servant, and there is a picture of Duan Qiufeng descending from the sky to save his life and give him a inheritance ring in an instant.

The scenes seem real and illusory, like the past life, and like the next life. For a while, Lu Zheng couldn't tell whether he was Heavenly Master Lu Zheng who had a dream about another worldly continent, or whether the miscellaneous disciple Lu Zheng had a dream of killing ghosts and defiling in another world.

"Boom. ”

Suddenly, Lu Zheng in the dream was immersed in seawater, and he sank to the bottom, and soon couldn't breathe.

Lu Zheng struggled desperately, obviously there was a glimmer of light on the sea, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free from the invisible shackles of the seabed.

The strong pressure made his eyes slowly close, as if his life was about to stop suddenly.

I am not reconciled!

Just a second before his consciousness was about to be completely submerged, Lu Zheng roared suddenly, and the next moment, his whole body was light.

In reality, Lu Zheng woke up suddenly, sweat soaked his whole body, and the whole person looked like he had just been fished out of the water.

Lu Zheng couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, only to realize that he had woken up from his dream. Lu Zheng wanted to move, but found that his limbs were weak, his whole body was falling apart, and he couldn't move a finger if he wanted to.

Lu Zheng tried his inner vision, and soon found that although his true qi was depleted, his spiritual veins were complete, and his cultivation and foundation had not been destroyed.

Closed his eyes and sensed the palm of his right hand, and the hidden master ring was still there, but the flowing fire sword on his body disappeared without a trace.

Lu Zheng took a long breath, and did not take out the wound medicine from the ring as soon as possible.

Who knows if there is someone from the Extreme Ding Gate in the shadows to watch, he can't take risks.

After recovering a little strength, Lu Zheng turned his neck and began to look around, he found himself in a small stone prison.

The dungeon had no windows, only a closed iron door, and was surrounded by dense fine iron.

Outside the stone prison, there are identical stone prisons that overlap horizontally and vertically like beehives, some of which have people, some of whom have no one, some of whom have several people, and some of whom have one.

Each of these people was handcuffed and shackled, and a collar around his neck that flashed from time to time.

Lu Zheng also wears these things, the only difference is that he is now all over his limbs, and it is the same whether he wears it or not.

Suddenly, in a stone prison not far from the upper left corner of Lu Zheng, a person who was locked up alone jumped up and hit the iron fence of the cell.

"Let me out!

The man was like crazy, and kept banging his head against the fence. And the collar around his neck flashed more and more often. Because of this, the man seemed to be stimulated, and his hands grabbed the collar violently, and he pulled it hard.

Lu Zheng saw that the collar was about to be broken, but something happened.

"Boom!"

A huge explosion came from the crazy stone prison, and Lu Zheng saw that the collar around the crazy man's neck suddenly exploded, and the madman was blown into hundreds of small pieces in an instant.

One of the red and white things blew up next to Lu Zheng's head.

Lu Zheng turned his head and almost threw up.

The other people in the stone prison were indifferent.

Lu Zheng thought that his strength was still shallow, and his eyes began to shine with a unique light of exerting his true qi, and he thought, at least keep this disgusting thing away.

But at this moment, there was a voice from afar.

"Yang Dingzhen: When this is his private garden, you can throw away the garbage if you want. Don't look at us, the requirements here are quite high. ”

"It doesn't matter, although it's a piece of garbage, but I've also cultivated, and the true qi in my body is so lost, if you keep it well, you can still produce a lot of essence. ”

"Oh, then I hope that garbage is still alive. Otherwise, it's a waste. ”

The voice grew louder, and two guards in gray suits with tridents slowly approached.

The two walked straight to the stone prison where Lu Zheng was being held, and were very happy to see that the person was still alive.

One of them said, "Welcome to the prison, and as a greeting, I should let you know the rules here." ”

After saying that, this person threw out a flash of light, which directly fanned Lu Zheng and hit the stone wall.

The corners of Lu Zheng's mouth immediately overflowed with blood, and the liver, spleen and lungs in his body were overwhelming as if they were misplaced, but he didn't let out a scream.

The torture guard laughed, and the other raised an eyebrow in surprise.

No wonder his limbs were broken by the man surnamed Yang. He said you took his things, and handed them over as you could. But I suggest you don't pay it, because you haven't tasted the taste of prison yet. Admit defeat now, but there will be no good show. ”

"Hahaha!"

The two guards smirked and left.

Lu Zheng's body rolled to the center of the stone prison, and he felt in a trance that he was about to faint again. On the opposite side, a jade bottle was thrown, and someone opened his mouth with a slight smile.

"Hey, you're the unlucky ghost who was sold in by Yang Ding's villain? It's fun to see you so unlucky and so tough. You might as well pick up the medicine on the ground and eat it, live a little longer, and give me a little more joy. ”

A burst of laughter broke out in an instant, some people desperately told Lu Zheng not to eat, and some people pinched their throats and pretended to be innocent little girls to persuade Lu Zheng to obey.

Lu Zheng's eyelids were raised, and he only vaguely saw a white shadow hidden in the shadow of one of the stone prisons in the distance.

When the white shadow saw Lu Zheng looking over, he suddenly became more energetic, waved his hand to let the big guy stop laughing, and then said, "My name is Mo Zifeng, what is your name?"

Lu Zheng frowned and silently turned his gaze away. Because of Zhang Yunqing, he was very wary of such an inexplicable acquaintance and disgusted.

On the other side, Mo Zifeng obviously felt a strong sense of rejection and undisguised disgust, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook, he cocked Erlang's legs, teased Lu Zheng, and continued to speak.

"Jiding Sect is the most shameless sect I have ever seen, there is no one, always wearing the skin of Taoist cultivation, specializing in demon cultivation. ”

As soon as Mo Zifeng's words fell, dozens of loud echoing voices sounded in the surrounding stone prisons.

The whole environment was noisy and shouting in an instant, so that Lu Zheng almost thought that he had arrived at the vegetable market where his uncle and aunt gathered, instead of a prisoner concentration camp with handcuffs and dog collars.

Over there, Mo Zifeng was still chattering to himself.

"I see that although you are not wearing any elaborate clothing, there is still a trace of rigor and decency in the details. Are you a disciple of the Taoist sect?"

"The guard said that you took Yang Ding's things, I think Yang Ding has taken a fancy to the treasure of your sect, right?"

"Yang Ding has the courage to grab the treasure, it seems that the sect you are in is not big. Look at the bitter and vengeful look on your face, your eyes are red, have you been destroyed?"

"Look at your description of being embarrassed and resolute, all over your body are seriously injured and tortured, you must have been entrusted by the head of the family on the verge of death, and was caught up by Yang Ding halfway, but unfortunately you didn't say anything, you were full of love, but you ended up with such a sad end. ”

"Brother, if you enter this place, it will be difficult for you to get out again. ”

Mo Zifeng talked to himself for a quarter of an hour, and actually guessed Lu Zheng's situation and experience.

This cleverness and meticulousness couldn't help but make Lu Zheng cast his eyes on him again.

This time, Mo Zifeng stepped out of the shadows, revealing a handsome face. Although he is also shackled and collared, he is chic and safe, as if he is not in prison but on vacation.