Chapter Ninety-Three: Breaking into the Red Sleeve Door

Red Sleeve Gate, the only one in the last three sects is all women's top sect, the current head of the Red Sleeve Gate Red Dance looks beautiful, has the posture of the country, a body of cultivation has reached the peak of the sixth order of Wuzun, the Red Sleeve Gate is located under the cliff, the people in the door must be here for the rest of their lives, if you want to get married, you must be outsiders into the door, the splendid palace under the cliff is the hall of the Red Sleeve Gate, and the rear is independent countless courtyards, training grounds, torture halls, The conference hall, as well as the courtyard where the disciples sit down to rest, some are like independent towns that live in seclusion in the peach blossom garden, and every month there will be people who go out to buy clothes and food, and every year they will select children with extraordinary talents in various towns in the Xuanwu Kingdom to be included in the door as disciples.

The status of the three sects in the Xuanwu Kingdom is above the royal family, it can be said that the status is noble, no one dares to underestimate them because they are women, and this time, the marriage between Mu Chuling and Yun Ruohan is also the wind direction of the two top sects joining forces. The red-sleeved door was happy to see, but no one expected that Yun Ruohan would disobey, not hesitating to be imprisoned in the torture hall, and unwilling to marry Mu Chuling as his wife, this news almost made the two sects turn against each other, but fortunately, Yunhai's kind words persuaded Hong Wu to stop, and he did not hesitate to write a letter in person, repeatedly promising that the marriage would be carried out as scheduled, so as to avoid the scene of the two sides meeting each other.

However, just the day before yesterday, Hong Wu received news that an outsider had broken into Yuntianmen, and even rescued Yun Ruohan, she ordered Mu Chuling and Qiao Hongxue to rush to Yuntianmen to help that night, once Yun Ruohan was rescued, it would not only lose Yuntianmen's face, but even the Red Sleeve Gate would become the laughing stock of the world! Over the years, the majesty of the three sects will also be affected.

When Twelve was brought to the Red Sleeve Gate, she was already in a coma, she was imprisoned in a cell in the torture hall, I have to say, the Red Sleeve Gate is strong, it is just a cell, the four walls are inlaid with gold, and the various torture instruments hanging on the wall are also unique, four columns support the beams, the cage is a hard cold iron, Twelve is locked by two iron chains, hanging on the cold stone wall, dressed in a dignified black robe, soaked in blood, her long hair is messy, her head is hanging down, her face is extremely pale, she hangs in the air, and there is a pool of dried blood under her feet, if it were not for the undulating chest at that time, it is no different from a dead man。

Mu Chuling sat at the red table outside the cage, playing with a tea cup in her hand, she sneered and looked at the twelve in the cage, "Your mouth is really hard, you have become a prisoner, and you are still unwilling to tell Ruohan's whereabouts?"

Twelve didn't move, like a lifeless marionette, she had already woken up from a coma, the pipa bone was penetrated, and the pain was torn all over her body, but she was used to this pain, as an agent, her endurance was almost at the peak, when she was pierced through the pipa bone, she just snorted, Twelve raised her head, there were dried blood stains on her delicate little face, a pair of eyes were half-squinted and half-closed, and the corners of her mouth were difficult to hook up a cold and arrogant smile, even if she was reduced to a prisoner, but the spirit of that body did not diminish at all, but it was Mu Chuling outside the cage, who was so angry that she trembled。

He took off the long whip hanging from the wall and slammed it on the iron cage, snapping, this kind of bluffing action, Twelve was not afraid at all! Coughing, a stream of blood overflowed the corners of her mouth, she smiled meaninglessly, as if she was looking at a clown, I don't know what the head of the red sleeve door thinks, she actually didn't seal Twelve's fighting qi, nor did she shatter her dantian, just took advantage of Twelve's coma, and stuffed her with a pill, so that she couldn't condense her fighting qi, the air flow stagnated in the tendons, and twelve couldn't use her fighting qi to recover from her injuries, the fire qilin was now in the recovery period, and she couldn't be contacted, her cultivation was useless, and she was imprisoned, but Twelve didn't have the slightest intention of retreating.

"What are you looking at?" Mu Chuling was chilled by her calm gaze, and gritted his teeth and yelled.

"Tell me quickly, where is Ruohan hidden by you?How many other members of the party do you have??," several questions crackled out of her mouth.

Twelve closed his eyes, looking too lazy to take care of her, bark, the dog that barks doesn't bite.

"Do you say it or not?" Mu Chu's face turned red with anger, she had never seen such a woman, even if she was pierced with a pipa bone, it was as if nothing had happened, she was obviously fed a pill to disperse her fighting spirit, but it did not reduce her sharpness at all, who is this woman?

Twelve hung her head indifferently, thinking about how she could get out of here.

She never hoped that someone would save her, for Twelve, it was better to rely on others than on herself, she had long passed the age of putting hope on others, she didn't believe in anyone, on this shijie, the only thing she could believe in was herself!

"Do you think I can't do anything about you if you don't speak?" Mu Chuling took a deep breath, raised a cold smile, her beautiful face was hideous, she threw away the whip in her hand, walked to the red table, lifted the red cloth on a wooden box above, opened the box, and saw more than a dozen silver needles of different lengths placed inside, the needles flashed with a cold white halo under the torch, she held the box, walked outside the cage, opened the lock, and walked into the cage, with a thumb-long needle between her fingers, she pinched Twelve's chin, forcing her to raise her head.

When Twelve opened her eyes, she saw Mu Chuling dangling in front of her eyes with a silver needle.

"Do you say it or not? You know, it hurts to stick the needle in the flesh. She kindly advised, and Twelve hooked the corners of his mouth disdainfully, with a completely fearless expression.

"Hmph, I think you can be as hard as you can be?" Mu Chuling was so angry by her appearance that she jumped to her feet, and pricked a needle into Twelve's shoulder.

Twelve's eyes were closed, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, but he didn't even snort.

"Yo, it's really backbone. Mu Chuling said without yin or yang, took out a long needle, and stuck it on Twelve's collarbone: "Let me ask you again, what is the relationship between you and Ruohan? weishenme, you have to go to Yuntianmen to save him? Is he regretting his marriage because of you? Where is he now?"

Speaking of which, the most resentful thing in her heart is still Yun Ruohan's blatant repentance of marriage and her reluctance to marry her, and twelve, this delicate-looking woman actually dared to trespass into Yuntianmen and rescue Yun Ruohan alone, what is her relationship with him? This doubt is like a thorn inserted in Mu Chuling's heart, which makes him particularly uncomfortable.

Twelve opened his eyes with difficulty, smiled at Shangmu Chuling's face distorted by jealousy, and slowly spit out a sentence in his dry throat: "What does my relationship with him have to do with you?"

Mu Chuling's pupils tightened, and he slapped Twelve's cheek hard, and a wisp of blood fell down her lips.

"You're so sharp-tongued, I just don't know if you'll be able to speak later. Mu Chuling laughed angrily, and the needle was ruthlessly inserted into Twelve's collarbone, and then she held a large handful of silver needles and poked them all over Twelve's body, and the needle fell into the flesh and pain, and the pain of the pipa bone being penetrated hit Twelve.

Cold sweat seeped out of her face, and she gritted her teeth, silently, stubbornly and indifferently looking at Mu Chuling, as if she was looking at a dead person!

"What are you looking at?" Mu Chuling was startled by her gloomy gaze, what kind of expression did she have? Do you think she still has a chance to take revenge?

Mu Chuling was emboldened, she gently leaned into the ear of Twelve, and said, "You said that if I abolish your cultivation, can you still be so cross?"

Twelve's heart froze, a cold light appeared in her eyes, her whole body trembled, she gritted her teeth and raised her foot to kick Zhongmu Chuling's waist fiercely, that kick, all the strength in Twelve's body was knocked out, and the iron chain locked in the pipa bone clanked, and the bones were pulled painfully.

Mu Chuling hugged his lower abdomen, his cheeks twisted in pain, and his body was half-bent, "You! I'm going to kill you!"

Along with her words, the mountains shook, as if the earth was shaking, and the dust on the stone wall fell in a torrent, splashing her face.

"What's going on?" Mu Chuling turned her head in horror and ran out of the cage quickly, just in time to collide with Qiao Hongxue, who came to look for her.

"Senior sister, come with me!" Qiao Hongxue grabbed Mu Chuling's wrist, and the two of them left the dungeon quickly.

The shaking continued, and Twelve could faintly hear explosions coming from nowhere, one after another in his ears.

Outside.

Half of the golden hall of the Red Sleeve Gate was destroyed, and hundreds of disciples in the door flocked to the main hall, looking at the dusty scene with dumbfounded eyes, Hong Wu led a group of highly skilled disciples from the martial arts training ground, and after the dust dissipated, two figures also appeared.

Dressed in red, the elegance is peerless.

Dressed in black, cold as frost.

Ling Yuhan was holding a long sword in his hand, his wrist flipped over, the blade of the sword spun out a beautiful sword flower in the air, his beautiful face looked at the red dance who came in a hurry, the corners of his mouth were filled with a smile that was discolored, and his thin lips opened slightly: "Where is she?"

"Who are you?" asked Hong Wu in horror as she looked at the half-destroyed hall.

The doorman beside her also looked nervous and uneasy, who was this man? With just a casual blow, he actually destroyed half of the main hall of the Red Sleeve Gate! How terrifying is his strength?

Tomorrow Night was also shocked, just now he and Ling Yuhan went all the way to the main hall, and he borrowed his long sword in this open space, as if he waved it carelessly, causing the scene of the earth shaking.

His throat was dry for a while, and he swallowed it in horror tomorrow night, this strength was beyond his imagination.

Strong!

It's so strong!

Even though Hong Wu had reached the sixth order of Wuzun, she still couldn't find out how deep the cultivation of the red-clothed man in front of her was, she forcibly suppressed the horror in her heart, and a trace of awe appeared on her face: "This chivalrous warrior, I don't know why I came here today?"

It is worthy of being a woman with a purple color, she is stunning and beautiful when she raises her hands and feet, she is dressed in a fiery red Luo skirt, her posture is graceful and graceful, she is pure in her charm, and her appearance is beautiful, she is a peerless beauty who is enough to make all men in the world willing to shed blood for her.

It's a pity that her appearance is not worth mentioning in Ling Yuhan's eyes.

The blade was aimed at Hong Wu's neck, and Ling Yuhan smiled and said, "Where is she?"

She?

Who?

Hong Wu didn't know why, but when he met Ling Yu's cold gaze, an inspiration flashed in his mind, could it be that this person came for the woman he captured yesterday?

She frowned, and just at this time, Qiao Hongxue pulled Mu Chuling to arrive, and the two looked at Ling Yuhan, who was standing in front of the collapsed hall, dressed in red and shining, and their eyes were full of amazement.