Chapter 15, My Patience Is Limited

At this moment, Murong Feng was condensing dragon qi in the Green Dragon Palace.

He was already in the Nine-Star Peak Forging Body Realm, and he was only half a step away from the Qi Refining Realm.

Although he is only half a step away, it is difficult for him to break through.

Even now, he doesn't know how to break through.

If he really stepped into the Qi Refining Realm, the first thing he would do would definitely be to test the Golden Body of the Ten Thousand Buddhas.

Take a look at how this rumored top-level martial art is.

After all, this is the first reward, and the most mysterious reward.

Suddenly.

Knock knock.

There was a sharp knock at the door.

"Master, Pincang has been caught."

It was Xiang Cao's voice.

Catching the pinkura is also expected.

Murong Feng thought for a moment, decided not to interrogate here, and said, "Take it to Xuanwu Gate, and you will arrive after being a teacher." ”

Xiang Cao said: "Yes." ”

The person was caught, but Murong Feng was not as anxious as before.

First of all, I must find a way to pry some useful information out of the mouth of the pinkura.

He dared to come to Qingfeng Mountain alone, either under the direction of others or driven by interests.

There's always a reasonable reason.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to choose to come when the Sword Sect was in the limelight.

Wait until you figure this out, and then decide whether to kill the product warehouse in exchange for the task reward.

At the same time, he turned on the Ten Thousand Realms Radar again and sensed it, and found that the hidden mysterious Condensing Realm monk still hadn't left Qingfeng Mountain.

Who the hell is he?

This question hovered in Murong Feng's mind.

Murong Feng came to the Xuanwu Gate.

"Apprentice to meet Master."

"Apprentice to meet Master."

"Apprentice to meet Master."

As soon as he entered the door, he heard the three apprentices salute in unison.

Murong Feng nodded, and then walked straight up to the main seat and sat down.

His gaze swept to the pincang that was tied up with a fairy rope.

found that he was skinny, with a yellow face and thin muscles, like a beggar who had not eaten for dozens of days, but his eyes were as sharp as knives.

The rope bound Shimakura's body, restricting his movements.

At the same time, it also locked the spiritual power in his body, making him become an ordinary person with a strong physique and cultivation that could not be used.

Murong Feng stroked his beard and looked at Pincang, his eyes flashed as sharp as a knife, and said, "Give you a chance to confess and be lenient and resist strictness." ”

There was an irresistible flavor in the tone.

When Pincang heard this, his already sallow face collapsed in an instant, and he took a "puff" sip, and immediately said as if he were dead: "The young cat cries and the mouse is fake compassion, and he will give the master a happy time." ”

Killing people is not enough.

He had long put his life and death on the line, and he was not afraid of death at all.

Xiang Cao slapped it and said, "Oh, my master is kind, don't be ignorant!" ”

"That's it, hurry up and tell the main messenger behind the scenes." Zheng Xiao immediately echoed, and also gave Pincang a kick.

This kind of excellent opportunity for performance cannot be monopolized by the senior brother alone.

After kicking, he may not feel happy, and he punches him with all his strength.

The pincang was full of meat and eight vegetarians, the brain melon seeds were buzzing, the face was hot and painful, and the pain of being tied up and down the body was unbearable.

In addition, he was punched and kicked by Xiang Cao and Zheng Xiao, and the pain made him feel painful.

Even so, he remained tight-lipped.

Murong Feng stared at Pincang and didn't say a word.

You don't say?

Don't you think I can't get you to speak?

You really haven't been beaten by society, so you don't know the sinister nature of society.

Well, today is going to open your eyes.

"Backbone." The corners of Murong Feng's mouth twitched, and he gave a thumbs up and praised.

I can't tell if this sentence is a fake compliment or a real irony.

I only heard Murong Feng continue: "There are thousands of ways to torture you in this seat, but you can only beg for death but can't. Do you want to give it a try? ”

Pincang glanced at Murong Feng disapprehantly, and his expression seemed to say, you and I can't be a three-year-old child, I'm not scared.

Seeing that Pincang did not react, Murong Feng pointed at Zheng Xiao and said, "Zheng Xiao, you come up for a moment." ”

Zheng Xiao walked up the stairs apprehensively and came to Murong Feng's side.

It was the first time he had come to this position, and an inexplicable feeling rose in his heart.

The heart is different, and sure enough, the feeling of the high place is different.

Murong Feng whispered: "You go and prepare a basin of water, and then there will be ......"

Zheng Xiao secretly wrote down everything that the master said.

The expression on his face was also a little puzzled, and he said in his heart, what does the master want these things for?

Pincang saw that Murong Feng's face was strange, and Zheng Xiao's facial expression was also a little abnormal, which made him feel bottomless in his heart, and he began to struggle frantically in the depths of his heart.

This kid's face is so weird, what did this old thing say to him?

What exactly should I do?

Not much.

Zheng Xiao came up with a lot of messy things.

Looking at these messy things, not only Xiang Cao and Sun Liuli, but even Zheng Xiao, who was holding things, was at a loss.

That's it?

I thought it was amazing!

A fearless expression appeared on Shimakura's face.

I think it is because he thinks that the ordinary things in the world, such as water, cloth, and chili peppers, cannot be ordinary anymore, and it is impossible to cause harm to him.

Suddenly, the confidence burned again.

Murong Feng sat on the main seat, looked at Pincang with a calm expression, and said, "Finally, I'll give you another chance." ”

Pincang resolutely said: "Please!" ”

A hint of chill flashed in Murong Feng's eyes, and he said, "Okay, very good!" ”

In other words, he told Zheng Xiao and Xiang Cao all the ways to use the items they took.

Xiang Cao and Zheng Xiao listened to Murong Feng's words, and their whole bodies were stunned.

For the first time, I knew that these mortal products could still be used like this.

Wonderful! Wonderful!

Zheng Xiao looked at Pincang with a cheap smile.

Pincang's scalp was slightly numb, and he pretended to be calm and shouted: "Don't scare people with these coaxing things, the master is not scared." ”

Live a life that is used to licking blood from the knife edge, and is not afraid.

Okay!

I see that you will still be hard-mouthed or not hard-mouthed later.

Zheng Xiao's cloth was soaked in water, and then he said to the two senior brothers: "Bother the two senior brothers to hold him down." ”

Xiang Cao and Sun Liuli heard this, nodded in agreement, and immediately stepped forward to hold down Pincang.

Pincang still held on to his beliefs and shouted: "If the little master speaks to me, he is not a man!" ”

A moment later!

Not..... Not......

With a wet cloth on his face, he breathed bitterly, and he couldn't survive and die.

Extremely painful!

Shinakura struggled desperately.

The sentence I said earlier: If the master speaks, he is not a man.

is also a slap in the face at this moment.

In this case, even if he wanted to speak, it was impossible.

I'm afraid that I will miss Master's big thing.

Xiang Cao thought of a way, so he kindly reminded: "If you have figured it out and are willing to say it, just nod." ”

Pincang still struggled, didn't nod or shake his head.

As a nine-star qi refining realm, even if he is bound by the immortal rope to cultivate, he can do it without breathing for a short time.

But after a long time, it doesn't work.

Murong Feng sat quietly on the main seat of the Xuanwu Sect, waiting patiently. He is not in a hurry, and he has time to accompany Pincang - play slowly.

This pediatric torture method.

In his previous life, whether it was on TV or in novels, he had seen too much.

Minutes and seconds passed.

In the blink of an eye, a quarter of an hour passed.

Pincang is still insisting.

A sallow face is also suffocated red.

Midway.

Zheng Xiao also learned to draw inferences from one another, directly making chili peppers into powder, sprinkling them in water, and then pouring them on the cloth on Pincang's face.

Pepper water ran down the corners of his mouth and into his mouth.

A spicy smell slammed into his tongue.

At the same time, the chili water flowed down the corners of his eyes into his eyes, and suddenly, the burning sensation like a fire was extremely unbearable.

Where are you famous and decent, you are simply evil...... Shinakura complained wildly in his heart.

The feeling of suffocation is strong due to not breathing fresh air for a long time.

His stomach rose and fell more frequently, and his head began to shake wildly, trying to shake off the wet cloth from his face.

However, there is no use.

A few more breaths passed.

You are the devil!

You guys won!

Shinokura nodded like pounded garlic.

He gave up resistance, commitment and dignity. He never expected that suffocation would be so uncomfortable!

Xiang Cao saw Pincang nodding frantically, and immediately looked at his master.

Murong Feng nodded.

Xiang Cao uncovered the damp cloth.

Shirakura took a few deep breaths of fresh air.

It feels so good to be able to breathe!

Then, there was a violent cough.

Surrendered before he could do anything serious.

It's really boring.

"Say, my patience is limited!" Murong Feng said lightly.

Pincang adjusted his breathing, his eyes were overshadowed, and he said dejectedly: "Zhang Baixing! ”