Severe pain all over the body, itching and heartbreaking, alternating between hot and cold.

All kinds of feelings are intertwined in one place.

It is not just a word of 'pain' that can be summed up.

If I had to describe it, it would be life is worse than death.

And once he screamed, it was as if someone had been stuffed into his throat with a soldering iron.

It's even more so that the hatred that tortures people can't die immediately.

If you don't scream, it's even more unbearable.

It's a dilemma.

The padlock young man's eyes were round, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and his voice was like a broken gong:

"Kill me...... You guys...... You guys killed me!! ”

Jiang Ran looked a little unbearable, but he was eager to try, and said softly:

"Uncle Chen, your Eight Bitter Divine Needles should not just make him feel ordinary pain, right?"

"The young master is right."

Uncle Chen said with a smile on his face:

"On the silver needle of the old slave, there is the anger of the king of Hades.

"But it didn't happen with the needle entering the body, but it was only after the various visions of the Eight Bitter Divine Needles were displayed that it really attacked.

In other words, the kind of abnormality he felt now was amplified by the anger of the king of Hades more than a hundred times.

"In a moment, his spirit will be weakened to the extreme.

When the time came to untie his throat needle, he would be able to speak without pain.

"The young master will ask him anything, and he will tell you honestly when he wants to."

"Awesome!"

Jiang Ran exclaimed:

"Uncle Chen's method is really a big material, if it is used in the right place, it can be said to be invincible.

"But I don't know, can this method damage the body?"

"So that the young master knows that this method does not actually cause much damage to the body."

Uncle Chen said with a smile:

"The human brain is complex and bizarre, and the old slave found that all kinds of human feelings come from this.

Therefore, the Eight Bitter Divine Needles only work on the brain.

"It's like the illusion of the Illusory Sea.

"It seems unpredictable, but in fact it is just a deception of the eyes and the brain.

"But it can also kill people.

"When a person really thinks he's dead, his brain also tells him he's dead...... Then he was really dead.

"Even the body will behave accordingly."

Jiang Ran had to sigh when he heard this, and the wisdom of the ancients was really not to be underestimated.

Although he had never underestimated the IQ of people in this era, Uncle Chen's words still surprised him.

And looking at the young man with the padlock again, he was already delirious, salivating at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were white, as if he was about to die.

Uncle Chen has been controlling the silver needle in his hand, and seeing that the silver needle is moving, he said softly:

"This man is strong, and it will take a little time to pry his mouth open.

"Please wait a moment, young master.

"If you find it boring, you can go to the above and find two Fengyue Zhi to read.

"The last time the young master came, the others never moved, but took away a copy of the Fengyue Chronicles, and the old slave privately thought that the young master liked this way at that time.

"Therefore, I asked someone to collect a few classics."

“……”

Jiang Ran was speechless for a while:

"Uncle Chen misunderstood...... It's not me who likes to watch Fengyuezhi.

"It's ......"

Speaking of this, I saw Uncle Chen look at himself with an expression of 'rest assured, I understand'.

The rest of the words were not spoken.

Just thinking of the namelessness of the Tao is a long sigh after all.

In the future, I won't be able to hear his words, 'This is a serious chronicle'.

The young man in this padlock was indeed mentally tough, and his mind was dizzy after being tortured all the way, and after half an hour, Jiang Ran only asked his name.

His surname is Wu, Wu Qianzhong.

But other than that, it's revealed in a word.

Jiang Ran asked him what position he held in the Blood Cicada, and who was the adult he followed, as soon as he heard this kind of question, he touched his head to the ground, as if he couldn't die immediately.

However, his hands and feet had been cut off by Jiang Ran.

Touching the ground with his head was also weak, and it didn't do anything other than make his head more drowsy.

Time was in this process, minute by minute, until the east saw the white, the night was completely over, and this person's mouth was finally pried open.

By this time, his spirit had been completely broken.

His eyes were glazed, and he looked like a living dead except for being able to speak.

Uncle Chen easily opened the silver needle, wiped his hand and said:

"These people's hearts are like iron, even if they are facing the demonic thoughts of the Demon Sect, they may not be able to reveal the truth.

"The old slave tortured like this with the Eight Bitter Divine Needles, although he opened the door of his heart, but he was afraid that he would never be able to return to his old outlook in the future.

"If the young master performs this technique in the future, he also needs to be cautious.

"This method is irreversible, once it really leaves a complete damage, it will only be like this for the rest of your life."

"Okay."

Jiang Ran nodded lightly, and then asked Na Wu Qianzhong:

"What is your position in the Blood Cicada?"

"Blood Cicada...... Cicada wings. ”

"Cicada wings?"

Jiang Ran glanced at Uncle Chen.

He spoke a few times before, which showed that this person had a certain understanding of the blood cicada.

But in the face of Jiang Ran's gaze, Uncle Chen didn't say a word.

Just stood there silently, as if you had never heard his words.

Jiang Ran's eyes flickered, and he was already thoughtful.

Nodding slightly, he asked:

"Do you know if there are any other cicada wings besides you?"

"The wings of the blood cicada are divided into two colors.

"One is the blood-colored cicada wings, and the other is the colorless cicada wings.

"The former is counted as the commander, and there are four in the capital.

"The colorless cicada wings are all over the rivers and lakes, secretly planning the situation in the rivers and lakes.

"What do I know...... In addition to me, there was one more ...... This man is in charge of the Tianyin flute.

"But I don't know what the specific identity is."

Wu Qianzhong really knows everything, and he has endless words.

"So with what you know about this person, who do you think this person will be?"

“……”

A look of pain suddenly appeared on Wu Qianzhong's face, as if a flood beast was hidden in his throat, and he said in a voice that was almost like a roar:

"Yes...... Be...... He is...... He is......

"Yubuntei !!"

The son of Tobe Shangshu?

Jiang Ran suddenly raised his head:

"You are talking nonsense, Yuwen Pavilion is frail and sickly, and he can't practice martial arts, how can he become the blood-colored cicada wing in charge of Tianyin Xiao?"

"I ...... I do not know...... You say, you say let me guess...... I've always guessed that this person should be Yuwenting.

"Yuwenting is frail and sickly, this person, this person is coughing even after a little movement......

"In addition, Yuwenting is by no means a person who does not know martial arts.

"I used to ...... Because he was curious about the identity of that person, he secretly tested Yuwen Pavilion.

"I found that this person ...... This person has martial arts, and he has hidden ......"

Wu Qianzhong suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at Jiang Ran with horror in his eyes:

"You...... Don't ask again...... I, I can't say, I can't say!! ”

"In your cognition, which one of these Manchu Dynasty Wenwu is likely to be a high-level blood cicada?

"Or, in the Sword Division, who are your Blood Cicadas?"

Wu Qianzhong's face was full of rejection, but his mouth opened:

"The servant of the ministry, Feng Qinglian.

"Criminal Department...... Penal Department...... Guo Tian.

"As far as I know...... The two of them must be my blood cicadas.

"And beyond that...... It's the rivers and lakes!

"My blood cicada secretly controls the forces of the rivers and lakes, and in the capital, there will be the eldest grandson Wuji in Baizhen, and there will be Shen Tuhong in the mountains and seas, and there will be a sect in the Dao...... Dao Yi Zong...... Law Enforcement Elder Dao Yuan.

"And ...... And ......"

When he said this, he looked at Jiang Ran and suddenly grinned:

"Inside the Sword Division, although I have no obvious evidence. But...... But below the eldest princess, perhaps, maybe all of them are my blood cicadas.

"You...... You should have listened to my bloody cicada.

"Now he is against his master, really...... It's really crazy. ”

Jiang Ran was still listening carefully at first, but when he listened to it, he felt that something was wrong.

His fingers were slightly hooked, and he said thoughtfully:

"What about the rivers and lakes? Looking at the rivers and lakes, how many people do you control with your blood cicada? ”

"There are ten fights of martial artists in the world, and my blood cicada has seven fights."

The corners of Wu Qianzhong's mouth hooked up a smile:

"How...... Jiang Ran...... Although you are strong in martial arts, if my blood cicada is willing, you will be beaten into thousands of people in an instant! ”

"What a thousand people pointed to."

Jiang Ran glanced at Uncle Chen:

"Go get pen, ink, paper, inkstone."

"Yes."

Uncle Chen agreed, and soon brought what Jiang Ran wanted.

He personally studied the ink and asked Wu Qianzhong to list all the forces in the rivers and lakes that had collusion with the blood cicada.

Almost a full article.

It's shocking!

Jiang Ran took the paper and gently blew the ink dry.

"In addition to the cicada wings, who else is there among the blood cicadas?

"What about their martial arts?"

"And ...... And the chieftains.

"The blood cicada is from top to bottom, and in addition to the cicada master, there are also seven major commanders.

"The martial arts of each of them are unfathomable...... Even if we hold the Twelve Heavenly Skill, it will be difficult for us to compete with it......"

"Twelve Days of Skillful ......"

Jiang Ran dragged up the wishful lock:

"Is this really one of the twelve heavenly ruyi locks?"

"Give me back ......"

Wu Qianzhong subconsciously spoke, but after finishing speaking, he realized that it was impossible for Jiang Ran to return this thing to him.

He took a deep breath and sneered:

"The world is right...... Twelve days can be co-ordinated with one can crisscross the rivers and lakes.

But it's an exaggeration.

"Although each of these things has great power, it is only an external force after all.

"It's okay to be reckless for a while...... If you want to be invincible in the world, that's a dream. ”

When Uncle Chen heard this, he lowered his head and said in Jiang Ran's ear:

"Young master, this person's consciousness is gradually recovering, and I am afraid that his words are beginning to become untrustworthy."

Jiang Ran nodded slightly, thought for a moment and said:

"Well, that's all for today.

"Uncle Chen, since the door of his heart is open, if he uses the Demon Sect martial arts, can he ask in more detail?"

"Yes."

Uncle Chen nodded:

"My Eight Bitter Divine Needles, if I have the help of demons, it should be invincible."

"yes, I see."

Jiang Ran glanced at Wu Qianzhong, and suddenly smiled:

"Forget it, let's ask one more question.

"You said that in the Shanhai Society, Shen Tuhong is your person.

"That'...... What about Shen Tu Lie? ”

“…… Shen Tu Lie is pretentious and unqualified to be included in my blood cicada. ”

"I'm afraid I'll have to listen to it in half."

Jiang Ran stood up and said to Uncle Chen:

"I'm going to leave this man here for the next few days. I have to Uncle Chen to help take care of it. ”

"Don't worry, the young master, with the old slave here, he is just a hair, and he doesn't want to escape."

"Okay."

Jiang Ran nodded and turned to go out.

After Uncle Chen locked Wu Qianzhong up, he used some means before chasing him out.

When I arrived at the bookstore, I saw Jiang Ran rummaging in front of the bookshelf, as if he was planning to pick two books to read.

However, Uncle Chen saw at a glance that Jiang Ran was flipping through the Fengyue Chronicles.

He immediately turned around and coughed.

Jiang Ran was stunned for a moment, looked back, and wondered:

"Uncle Chen, you are ......"

"It's okay, it's okay, the old slave has never seen the young master flip through the Fengyue Chronicles. The young master is not good at this, and the old slave already knows. ”

"Fengyue Zhi?"

Jiang Ran was stunned for a moment, looked down at the other basics on the bookshelf, and flipped through them one by one, and found that most of the depictions in them were really unsightly.

Immediately shook his head helplessly, and didn't distinguish anything, but said:

"Uncle Chen, let me ask you...... Do you know where my master is now? ”

“……”

Uncle Chen was immediately silent.

"Is he in the capital?"

Jiang Ran asked again.

Uncle Chen sighed:

"He's not ......"

"Where is he now?"

"The old slave doesn't know either."

Uncle Chen glanced at Jiang Ran, there was some remembrance in his eyes, and finally shook his head gently:

"The young master looks really like your mother."

"Have you seen her?"

Jiang Ran was suddenly a little curious.

He has always had no concept of Jiang Tianye and Mrs. Qingyang.

Old drunkards have always avoided talking about it.

This matter will poke at his sore spot, and Jiang Ran is not easy to ask.

In fact, when he was in Jinyang Mansion at that time, if the old drunkard hadn't run away first, Jiang Ran would have broken the casserole and asked to the end.

As a result, the old drunkard ran away, and Jiang Ran was no one to ask.

Tang Yuanwai must also know something...... But as a member of the Demon Cult, he has a filter for both of them.

What Jiang Ran wanted to know was not that people were singing praises to them, but that he simply wanted to know what kind of people they were.

Therefore, it is natural that you can't ask from the mouth of Tang Yuanwai.

And in the old drunkard's notes, Mrs. Qingyang was mentioned.

In the record, only 'Qingyang' is written, and his crooked handwriting, but whenever it falls on the word 'Qingyang', the brushstrokes will become extremely upright and gentle.

When I write, I think of people.

What will it be like in my heart, just by looking at the note, I already have some eyebrows.

Uncle Chen was silent for a while before he spoke:

"Qingyang girl...... Alas, to this day, the old slave still does not dare to imagine that she has married and had children.

"Even if the young master is right in front of him now...... Please also ask the young master to forgive his sins. ”

"It doesn't matter."

Jiang Ran waved his hand:

"The ups and downs of their older generation have nothing to do with me.

"And even though they were my parents, I never met them...... Now I just want to hear it from other people's mouths......"

Uncle Chen nodded:

"Miss Qingyang is a vigorous and strange woman.

"Although she is a demon saintess, she has a delicate mind and a gentle personality.

Although there is no shortage of hot hands, after all, people think that she is kind in nature.

"When we first met, we didn't know who they were.

"After meeting several times, I thought there was a fate, and the master went with him.

"He was reborn from a catastrophe.

"For this world, the rivers and lakes, full of curiosity and yearning.

And Miss Qingyang, for him, is also like the first ray of brilliance of a new life.

"We saw those days...... They were all very happy.

"But don't worry, the young master, the master and Miss Qingyang have always been affectionate and polite, and they have never crossed the slightest."

Jiang Ran nodded and shook his head again, his heart was somewhat complicated, but he didn't know how to describe it.

"After that, we don't know exactly how it will change.

"The identity of Miss Qingyang is known to the owner...... Between the good and the devil, there is always a lot of entanglement.

The owner was in the middle of it, and he also went through a lot of thinking before he decided to let go of his prejudices.

Unexpectedly, the two were still destined in the end.

"We don't know exactly what will happen then, only that the master took the knife and left, and returned injured.

"But the injuries on the body heal quickly, but the wounds in the heart are difficult to heal.

"Since then, the master has never mentioned Miss Qingyang."

When Uncle Chen said this, he seemed to have thought of something, and apologized to Jiang Ran:

"The old slave was negligent."

As he spoke, he came to the side and poured Jiang Ran a cup of tea.

Jiang Ran smiled dumbly:

"Uncle Chen doesn't have to be like this."

"Since I was separated from my master, I have become accustomed to living alone, but I have forgotten that I have to serve others."

Uncle Chen smiled bitterly:

"Young master, don't blame me for being old and confused."

"Where."

江然 says:

"Last time, I was in a hurry, but I didn't have time to ask in detail.

"How did you separate from the old drunkard?"

"The master was hurt and didn't want to see anyone, so he placed us in Tiannan and Haibei to make a living.

"Years have passed in a flash.

"Waiting for the master to gather us again, it has already changed dramatically.

"Raunchy, laughing at the red dust.

He seemed to be smiling, but we could always see the sadness hidden in his smile.

"He said he wanted to create the Astonishing Order, leaving a Divine Wing.

"At that time, it coincided with the chaos of the Five Kingdoms, and we all thought that the master wanted to take advantage of the troubled times to become dominant.

But he didn't expect that the reason why he did this was for Miss Qingyang.

"We have accumulated a lot of power and eyeliner as part of the integration.

I found that someone intended to be unfavorable to Miss Qingyang.

In a fit of rage, the master went to the land of the Five Kingdoms and killed all of them.

But I didn't want to, but I fell for the calculations of others.

"When he turns back, Miss Qingyang's fate is already hanging by a thread."

When Uncle Chen said this, there was a wave in his eyes:

"I'm in a hurry, I'm a step too late.

At that time, the sky was full of snow, and Miss Qingyang held Jiang Tianye's body and sat alone on the bluestone next to the riverbank.

When she saw her master, she smiled, and then told him:

"'There is no fate in this life, I can only bear you, and if there is an afterlife, I will definitely repay you. My son Jiang Ran, go away with Hu...... Pan Jun has mercy, but he can go to the rescue. After that, if you think of the past kindness, you can find a farmer to adopt it, and the rest of your life will be long, you ...... You don't have to be lonely, you need to find a lover early. ’

These words, the old slave has not forgotten to this day.

The master did not go far and wanted to save her, but she knew that she was desperate and flatly refused.

He also said that he didn't want her master to see her dead...... Let him go as soon as possible.

"The master has always been helpless to take her, so he just wants to find the young master first, and then come back to find Miss Qingyang.

"But when we come back, the bodies of Miss Qingyang and Jiang Tianye are gone.

"I guess it was buried by the corpse collector."

When Jiang Ran heard this, he suddenly looked up at Uncle Chen:

"That is, when the old drunkard left, she wasn't dead?"

(End of chapter)