Chapter 118: The Holy Spirit's Envoy

In the cell opposite was an old man, whose white hair covered his face, and he could not recognize who he was. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoWhat surprised Chunzhu was not the weirdness of the old man's white hair covering his face, but the old man's situation.

The old man's whole body was bound by a bundle of fairy ropes, and two iron hooks were hooked on the pipa bones, and the iron hooks were hung from the horizontal wood above the old man's head. The old man lifted his feet off the ground and was suspended in mid-air.

"Are you the spring bamboo of the Imperial Immortal Palace?" the old man was very weak, and it seemed that he was going through unbearable pain.

"I 、、、、、、" Chunzhu stopped talking, a voice he was familiar with. But he couldn't believe that this familiar voice was made by the person he was familiar with.

It would be terrible if the voice was really made by someone he was familiar with.

Chunzhu asked timidly: "Old man, who are you?"

The old man struggled to raise his head, but the pain caused by the iron hook hooking the lute bone never made him raise his head. He sighed softly: "Alas, I 、、、、、、"

"Don't speak. Two jailers came over: "Old thing, don't you feel that you haven't suffered enough, do you need me to tie two more sandbags to your feet?"

"Forget it, what are you competing with a dying person, let's do our own business and find less trouble. Another jailer said.

The first jailer to speak was a little surprised: "This old thing is going to die? Who did you listen to?"

The other said, "When the Black Demon Archmage came to the prison yesterday, he hinted at this old thing, and the Archmage said, 'Big brother, I don't want to kill you, but if you keep refusing to cooperate with me, don't blame the little brother for being ruthless. I'll give you two more days to think about it, and after two days, if you're still so stubborn, don't blame the little brother for being ruthless. ’”

"Do you think this old thing will cooperate with the Black Stalk Archmage?" the jailer sighed lightly, "If he doesn't cooperate with the Black Scare Archmage, tomorrow will be his death." ”

"However, if he chooses life in the face of life and death tomorrow, he will cooperate with the Black Sand Archmage. He and the Black Demon Archmage are brothers, if you rectify him now, will he make you feel better in the future?"

The jailer who spoke first stuck out his tongue in fright, and did not dare to say anything more. He opened Chunzhu's prison and shouted to Chunzhu: "Let's go, little Hanako, grandpa will change you to a different place to make you comfortable." ”

Chunzhu's current strength has recovered six or seven percent, not to mention cleaning up the two jailers in front of him, even if he escapes from prison, it is also easy. But he did not speak, but stood up obediently, looked frightened, and walked out of his cell under the push of the two jailers.

He walked silently between the two jailers, thinking, "Bringing me out of the cell must be the attention of the Holy Spirit's envoy." She said she wanted to see how hard my life was? I wonder how she would come up with a way to torture people? When the time comes, will I use the body protection technique to fight the torture, or will I hide my strength and continue to pretend to be a person called Hanako?"

"If I hadn't used the Body Protector Divine Skill, my wounds would definitely burst again during the torture, and my life might be in danger. However, if I use the Divine Skill of Body Protection, my identity will be revealed. I wanted to find out the details of the old man in the prison opposite me, but I didn't have a chance. ”

"Who could that old man be?" his voice was weak and feeble. However, I could still tell that he seemed to be the one I knew well. Impossible, absolutely impossible, he could never be the man I knew well. ”

He followed the two jailers through the corridor of the prison and stopped at the end of the corridor, in front of a room with an iron door.

A jailer bowed to the iron gate and said, "Envoy, the prisoner has brought it." ”

The iron door opened, and a girl dressed in the costume of the fairy demon clan walked out, the girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old, tall, curvaceous, and with a sense of arrogance between her eyebrows.

She glanced at Chunzhu and the two jailers, turned to one side, and said coldly, "Come in." ”

Chunzhu glanced at the arrogant girl and thought, "She should be the servant of the Holy Spirit Envoy, could it be that in this torture room, the torturer is a woman?"

"Get in. The jailer pushed Chunzhu.

When Chunzhu stepped into the threshold, he turned his head to look at the girl again.

The girl glared at him, "What do you see, beware that I eat you." ”

Chunzhu hurriedly lowered his head, his face flushed with shame, and he thought: "Foreign woman, such a pungent, it seems that some of you have suffered it today." ”

He walked into the interrogation room he imagined in his mind and couldn't help but be stunned. In this room, there is not a single torture instrument. There was only a table and a few chairs, and on the table was a set of fine silver wineware. The grimacing envoy of the Holy Spirit sat at the table, pouring himself a drink.

Chunzhu was stunned, this was not like an interrogation room, but like a reception room for a prison to entertain foreign guests.

The Holy Spirit Envoy glanced at Chunzhu who walked in, didn't get up, just pointed to a chair next to him and said, "Sit down, let's talk." ”

She poured a glass of wine and pushed it in front of Chunzhu: "Come, drink some, this is the best horse ** wine of our Immortal Demon Clan." ”

Chunzhu was surprised, it was very different from what he imagined, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"What are you laughing at? am I dressed strangely?" asked the Holy Spirit Envoy, wearing a grimace mask and not seeing her expression. But from the tone of voice, you can hear that she should be smiling.

Chunzhu took the wine glass and drank it all, first said a good wine, and then said, "No, no, I'm laughing at myself." On the way here, I was thinking, what are you going to do to torture me? ”

He sat down across from the Holy Spirit Envoy with a big grin, and pushed his glass back in front of the Holy Spirit Envoy: "Is it okay to have another drink?"

"Of course. The Holy Spirit Envoy poured another glass of wine for Chunzhu: "Aren't you afraid that my wine is poisonous?"

Chunzhu smiled, picked up the wine glass and drank it all: "There are hundreds of ways for you to kill me, and it is completely unnecessary to poison me with poisonous wine." ”

"Insightful, worthy of drinking my wine. The Holy Spirit Envoy clapped his hands gently.

She said to the girl who opened the door, "Nashawa, pour a full wine for Master Chunzhu." ”

Chunzhu was not surprised that the Holy Spirit Envoy called out his name, stared at the Holy Spirit Envoy and smiled slightly and asked, "Why did you arrest me?"

"Why don't you run away?" the Holy Spirit Envoy asked rhetorically.

"Your prison is heavily guarded, can I escape?" Harutake guessed the Holy Spirit Envoy's thoughts.

The Holy Spirit Envoy suddenly giggled: "With your power spell, if you want to escape from here, it's easy. There's another reason why you're not running away, I'm right, right?"

Chunzhu was shocked, he didn't figure out the mind of the Holy Spirit Envoy, but his own thoughts were seen through by the Holy Spirit Envoy.