Chapter 409: Punishment from the Prison Guards
Know the sea.
Su Yang's soul thought appeared out of thin air, floated to the position of the door, and finally stood at the door.
"Want to figure it out?"
Su Yang smiled and spoke.
There was silence inside the door.
"Then I'll take it as your acquiescence."
As he spoke, Su Yang directly opened the door through a gap and turned sideways: "Let's go out." ”
Inside the door.
One after another, soul thoughts were tied in front of his grave, staring at Su Yang from afar.
"I don't know why you insist on imprisoning us, though."
"But since you have chosen the most dangerous way, it is natural to accept that we may escape at any time."
"That's fair."
A middle-aged phantom spoke lightly, with an unearthly temperament.
Su Yang nodded lightly: "But if you fail to escape from prison, you will also have to face the anger of the prison guards." ”
"Hmm."
"Reasonable."
The middle-aged wind was light and light, and nodded slightly.
"Reasonable Nima!"
"What are you pretending, we don't think it's reasonable!"
"That's right, when you went to escape from prison, I didn't move!"
"Yes!"
"We are not convinced, we did not break from prison!"
The angry scolding sounded one after another, but the target was aimed at the middle-aged man who was more pretended.
"We're all one."
"When you break from prison, you don't help, you don't stop it. Now when he is punished, he jumps out again. ”
"On both sides, there is always one to occupy the other."
"If you don't occupy either end, you will be punished..."
"It's also natural."
The middle-aged man was still calm, smiling at the soul thoughts that scolded him, spoke softly, and finally looked at Su Yang: "I'm ready." ”
"Hmm..."
"It's a little embarrassing for me to take the initiative so much."
"Then we'll see you later."
Su Yang's expression was a little strange, he closed the door, and then...
Kick straight on the door.
A muffled sound rang out.
Bursts of wails rang out, more of a curse on the middle-aged man.
The scolding is hard to hear.
"You don't even scold me..."
"I'm a little embarrassed to play."
Although Su Yang said this in his mouth, the work on his feet did not stop at all, and even accelerated the frequency.
For a while, Su Yang's soul thoughts kept fluctuating.
But the screams inside the door were even more painful.
Until Su Yang's afterglow looked into the distant corner.
"Huh?"
"What's that?"
He stopped abruptly and drifted off into the distance.
In the depths of the sea of knowledge, a delicate piece of iron was floating aimlessly.
Su Yang subconsciously raised his hand.
A ray of sharpness bursts out.
Su Yang withdrew his hand, and some wounds had already appeared on his fingers, which were slowly healed under the surge of soul power.
"Shhhhh
"It's amazing."
Su Yang was surprised, his expression became a little more serious, his soul power surged, wrapped his entire palm, and grabbed it again.
This time, the iron piece was firmly grasped by Su Yang.
The soul power in his palm was constantly torn apart, and it continued to heal.
"This look..."
"Like the tip of a sword..."
Su Yang observed carefully and silently returned to the door.
This time, he had just approached the door, and before he could even move his feet, there were wails from inside the door.
"Stop!"
"Don't!"
"You've brought something here!"
They shouted frantically.
Su Yang's eyes quietly lit up: "Are you afraid of this?" ”
As he spoke, Su Yang directly touched the piece of iron to the door.
For a moment, the wailing became more intense.
"What a strong killing intent!"
"This breath..."
"Why is it inexplicably familiar."
"Shhhhh
"Su Yang, ancestor, take this thing away!"
The voices of the men inside the door trembled.
And Su Yang's soul power finally couldn't bear the sharp qi brought by the iron piece anymore, and under the stinging pain, he subconsciously let go of his hand.
The piece of iron floated again over the sea of knowledge, silently far away.
"It shouldn't be the tip of a sword..."
"Or rather, the blade... The shattered sword, in the middle, a sword blade..."
Su Yang completely ignored the wailing inside the door and analyzed it seriously.
After a long time, Su Yang came back to his senses, looked at the door and asked, "Are you familiar with this breath?" ”
"It's just a little bit familiar, like I've seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it."
"But I'm sure that the person who wields this sword is an existence I can't afford to mess with."
There was silence for a moment inside the door before a weak voice came.
"Oh."
"I thought you would be able to make meritorious contributions."
Su Yang nodded lightly and continued his path of 'punishment'.
It wasn't until the soul thought was completely weakened that it finally stopped.
"I'll be coming to see you every day for the next month."
"See you tomorrow."
Just when the many 'immortals' inside the door thought that the punishment was finally over, Su Yang opened the door again and opened a gap, only one eye looked inside the door, and said with a smile.
Although he was smiling, those eyes were very indifferent, and there was no wave.
A group of souls lay on the ground exhausted, and after hearing Su Yang's words, they suddenly bounced up one by one and looked at Su Yang with wide eyes.
There was an incredible look in his eyes.
Even the middle-aged man, who had always maintained his elegance, became silent at the moment.
In an instant, the eyes of hatred fell on those who escaped from prison, and they wanted to kill them directly.
"Why!"
"We shouldn't be punished with them!"
"Yes, we are not from the same faction as them!"
"Maybe we're still in the same camp."
"Su Yang, a month is too long!"
They cried out in horror.
"Hmm..."
"But this time, I almost died."
"So, next time, remember, be sure to kill me, or I'll be furious."
Su Yang looked at everyone and said seriously.
It seems that what he was angry about from the beginning was not that these people failed to escape from prison, but...
Why didn't they actually kill themselves?
This strange brain circuit is completely incomprehensible to everyone.
Just in the stunned state of everyone, Su Yang slowly closed the door.
"Damn it!"
"I said at the time, this time it was impossible to succeed!"
"That's right, Su Yang is a madman, he is not 100% sure, why mess with him?"
"What is 100% sure?"
"A bunch of cowards!"
"You just wag your tail at Su Yang and beg for mercy."
After Su Yang left, the door once again remembered the successive angry scoldings.
It's just that the initiator of all this, Su Yang, didn't have the idea of empathizing with them at all, but returned his soul thoughts to the main body and silently recovered his injuries.
"I've been in contact with Zhao Gongdao for a long time..."
"I've been seriously injured three times in a week..."
"His disease must be contagious."
Su Yang muttered in his mouth, looked at Zhao Gongdao who fainted beside him, and silently withdrew his gaze, and began to continuously absorb the power of the fairy in the air to repair his injuries.