In the cold and damp cave, Mu Yuncheng knelt on the ground, his waist was locked to an iron pillar, and his hands were suspended in the air by chains.

The sole of his left foot was pierced by a polished magical amethyst stone, and it was constantly absorbing his internal force.

"This piece of magic crystal full of internal force is enough for all of Ji Lang's magic energy mecha for half a month, this kid is already full of more than a dozen pieces, and there is no trend of exhaustion, is the internal force endless?" Di Jing sat on the chair, enjoying the process of torturing Mu Yuncheng. But at the same time, he was also worried about Mu Yuncheng's strength, if such a person was not eliminated as soon as possible, he was afraid that he would not be able to control him.

Just now, Sapo proposed that he let him castrate, but he didn't agree. The reason is very simple, first, what I appreciate is Mu Yuncheng in his current state, not a Mu Yuncheng who has been castrated and reduced to waste. Second, he wanted to capture Mu Yuncheng, not just for pleasure, once Ji Lang's reaction magic stone was developed, he wanted to inject the power of the demon clan into Mu Yuncheng's body. Once he absorbs the power of the demons, he will become the most powerful warrior of the demons, always obeying himself and obeying his commands.

"Send these magic crystals to Jirou, and he will gladly accept them. Di Jing got up from his seat, it was time to go out and relax and relax, there was no light in this cold and damp cave, and the torture of Mu Yuncheng had been going on for a few days unconsciously.

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At this moment, in the camp of the dynasty army on the other side, Mu Tangtang was trying to persuade Mo Yiyue to eat. Since he returned to the camp, he has trapped himself in his tent and has not gone out a single step.

"Brother Mo, what are you doing? Could it be that Yun Cheng fell into the hands of the demons, will I be happier than you? He exchanged himself for you, did he want you to give up on yourself and sink down? Yun Cheng has escaped death several times and three times, I think he will definitely be able to ...... this time" Her voice became lower and lower, and finally she sobbed.

"Wang Chaojun's hopes are pinned on you now, don't let everyone down. Mu Tangtang usually doesn't cry, but once he cries, his eyes are swollen like a pair of walnuts, covering his originally round and big eyes into a thin slit.

When she cried, Mo Yiyue's heart was also broken. He only hated himself for being incompetent, and he couldn't save Mu Yuncheng. Why did he change himself, could it be that the dignified Sword Saint of the Great Wilderness was not as good as a seven-foot white coat?

Mu Yuncheng, why are you still so stupid! I thought you had become mature and smarter than before, but I didn't expect you to be still the same recklessness and recklessness!

He fell backwards and fell to the ground, his hands frantically smashed to the ground behind him, and his head fell backwards like crazy, so frightened that Mu Tangtang hurriedly jumped up and hugged him, crying and begging him: "Brother Mo, don't do yourself like this, okay! Why did you choose to torture us, Yuncheng's matter has already made our hearts like knives, Sister Chu and Sister Lu have been washing their faces with tears every day for the past few days, and I can't face them, since you want to die so much, let me die with you!"

As she spoke, she took out her knife and stabbed herself in the chest.

But at this moment, Mo Yiyue suddenly reached out and grabbed her knife, and blood flowed down from the palm of her hand and dripped on his body.

He shook his head at Mu Tangtang in extreme pain, and let go of his hand tremblingly, and slowly got up, his mood was much calmer than before, "Let me be alone for a while, tomorrow morning, I will ask for orders to go to Liuren Mountain." ”

He only said that all he could do now was to continue Mu Yuncheng's unfinished task, continue to contact the major clans scattered in the Great Wilderness, and invite them to participate in the alliance.

"Let me go with you, okay?" she dropped the knife and buried her head in Mo Yiyue's arms.

Mo Yiyue closed her eyes and nodded slightly.

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"Huanyun Peak has been destroyed, the Spirit Monkey Clan, as the most powerful clan in the southwest, has fallen, what reason do we have to believe that the alliance will succeed?" The news that Huanyun Peak was attacked by the demon clan has spread in the camp of the dynasty army, and now the two major forces of Xin Su and Jiang Zheng, who advocate the alliance, have been silenced, and those conservatives who were originally suppressed have stood up in front of King Ning at this moment. Among them, the most typical one is Li Cunshan, who is in the same water and fire as Bi An.

"Even if we really invite a few clans that are struggling to survive to come to Zhongzhou to join the alliance? Do you expect them to defeat the Three Demon Kings? Can you recover the lost territory in Zhongzhou? I have already said that if we withdraw from Zhongzhou, we will return to Jiuli and rely on the terrain of Jiuxin Mountain to deal with it. Now that Wuyang City has been in our own hands, Jiuli is united, it is better to rebuild the capital in Jiuli, change Wuyang City to the new imperial city, and then King Ning will be promoted, receive the gift of the Son of Heaven, lead the great wilderness, be honest and obedient, and then give orders to the world, who would dare not obey?"

Yi Xiao's face has changed at this moment, but this group of people is familiar with it, and those who know that Yi Xiao is most disgusted by it are extremely natural at this moment. But Yi Xiao endured these words, because he understood better that the current dynasty army was already in good shape, and this group of generals gradually showed signs of resistance, if they continued like this, they would collapse themselves before the demons could make a move.

"It's already this juncture, why are you still talking about all those red tape things? If you want me to say, there is no need to go to Jiuli, King Ning should ascend the throne now and hold a ceremony to worship the sky. "In response to Li Cunshan, it was Zou Qingran of the Southeast Iron Fence Regiment, the army that originally patrolled the border between Zhongzhou and Cangzhou, and had responded to the call to return to King Ning's command, but he didn't seem to understand King Ning's likes and dislikes, and thought that King Ning wanted to ascend the throne in his bones, but no one handed him the steps.

Seeing that Yi Xiao's face turned blue, and there was obviously anger in his chest, Xin Su hurriedly stood up and loudly reprimanded the two: "Nonsense! King Ning returned to Zhongzhou to save the people of Zhongzhou, so how can he be worthy of those people who are looking forward to the arrival of our army! And Emperor Gong's bones are not cold, and our army's great revenge has not been avenged, so you dare to persuade our lord to ascend the throne, such an act of ignoring loyalty and filial piety and corrupting the norm is not to trap our lord in injustice? ”

"This ......" Everyone looked at each other, and there was Xin Su's words, but no one dared to mention the promotion anymore.

"Okay, whether to advance or retreat, I have my own decision, you can wait. Yi Xiao suddenly got up and motioned for everyone to stand down.

After everyone left, Yi Xiao slammed his fist on the table, and the resentment that had accumulated in his chest was vented somewhere. But after a while, he suddenly calmed down again, as if he remembered something, and hurriedly called the attendants around him, and said, "Go and invite Mr. Mo, and say that I have something important to ask him." ”

Yi Xiao knew very well in his heart that the dynasty army at this time seemed to have been lost in the path of advancement, and if it continued to go without direction, it would definitely perish.