The dungeon of Broken Cloud Pavilion is located on a Junfeng not far from the first hall, in recent years, there have been neither demons nor disciples in the sect to make trouble, but when the dungeon was abandoned, it ushered in the following unidentified disciple of the Tibetan Feng Division, Ah Ying.

With the imprisonment of sinners, there are naturally two more guarding disciples.

At ten o'clock in the night, the waning moon is gray, and the cool breeze blows.

At the entrance of the cave outside the dungeon, there were two Broken Cloud Pavilion disciples in white clothes, this errand was really boring, one was lazy and the other was walking back and forth, and there were a few words of chat.

When they were scattered, two figures came from a distance, and they were Chang Feng and Chang Yun.

"The two senior brothers have worked hard, and when they arrived, they didn't expect the two senior brothers to be so dedicated to their duties and not leave yet!" Chang Feng said with a smile.

The lying disciple sat down slightly and said helplessly: "It turned out to be the two junior brothers of Changfeng and Changyun, this errand is really boring, but the master has explained that the demon girl inside is very powerful, and I am afraid that she will escape and order me to wait for the guard, and I must not leave half a step." ”

It turned out that the two disciples who guarded the dungeon were also from the Ministry of Life Rules, and they were closer to Chang Feng and Changyun on weekdays.

Another guard disciple also complained: "How powerful can that demon girl be, she has not moved at all since she was locked in, and she can still escape with her feet and hands shackled?

"The two senior brothers have really worked hard, why don't you go back and rest first, how about I and Chang Yun take care of the two senior brothers. Chang Feng said.

The two disciples suddenly came to their senses, and their grateful eyes turned to Chang Feng and Chang Yun, "That's so grateful to the two junior disciples!"

Before leaving, the two did not forget to tell the two of them if anything happened.

......

There are a few remnant candles in the dungeon, but they can only illuminate a small area, and the entire dungeon still looks dark. The corpse gas of decades ago has not yet dissipated, giving people a damp and dirty feeling.

In the corner of the dungeon, two thick iron chains like snakes descended from the top of the prison and were imprisoned on Ah Ying's wrists, and two chains of the same thickness were cuffed around Ah Ying's ankles.

In the dead of night, two figures appeared in the dim dungeon, one burly and the other slightly thin, and they were Chang Feng and Changyun who guarded the dungeon for the two disciples of the living rules.

Seeing that the two of them must have bad intentions in front of Ah Ying, Ah Ying, who was looking at the two, was neither hateful nor angry, but just stared coldly.

Chang Feng saw Ah Ying's slightly embarrassed appearance in the prison and dungeon, and there was more indescribable refreshment in his chest, and he smiled sinisterly: "Tut-tut, I can't imagine that the junior sister who has high skills and is invincible will be imprisoned in this dungeon that does not see the light of day......"

He also said: "Senior sister wants to know why you suddenly lost your mind and seriously injured the uncle of Donglai when you competed with the monks of the Temple of Death during the day?"

Chang Feng poked out a flower carving medicine bottle from his bosom and said, "That's because you took the Tiger and Wolf Madness Pill sent by Aman, and after taking this medicine, as long as you mobilize your internal force, it will trigger the medicinal properties and make you a tiger and wolf madness." ”

Chang Feng leaned over and whispered in Ah Ying's ear: "What's the matter, the limelight is exhausted during the day, do you want another bottle...... Hahahaha...... Hahahaha......"

Knowing that he was framed by the two, Ah Ying didn't get angry or scold, but even ignored the two and was silent.

How could Chang Feng and Changyun get used to Ah Ying's lofty attitude, and his heart was suddenly unhappy.

Chang Yun listened to Chang Feng's attention, picked up a burr leather whip next to him, and whipped it at Ah Ying!

I don't know what this leather whip is made of, it is full of barbs, and the whip can tear clothes and rags on the human body, and break the skin into the flesh.

Chang Yun used all his strength to whip Ah Ying's body heavily, and after only a few lashes, Ah Ying's original white clothes that were originally stained with soil had become rags, and blood continued to ooze from the wounds, staining the white clothes.

Chang Yun said angrily while whipping violently: "Aren't you very powerful, resist, fight back, fight back!"

The barbed leather whip whipped heavily on Ah Ying's body, and others were afraid that they would be unawake who had been tormented by the pain of breaking skin and digging flesh, but she was Ah Ying!

The white clothes were stained with blood, the wounds were criss-crossed, and the leather whip was still beating hard, but Ah Ying didn't make a sound.

Chang Feng saw that Ah Ying buried his head deep from beginning to end, was silent, angry, and said angrily: "Beat, give me a hard beating, I don't believe it, she won't hurt, she won't scream!"

"Senior sister, if it hurts, you just shout out, it's not ashamed of the pain, shout it out, shout it out!"

Chang Yun's scolding in his ears, Chang Feng's hideous laughter, and the hot pain on his body, Ah Ying didn't say a word, maybe such a person is the so-called walking dead, maybe ......

Finally, in the pain of adding to the wound, Ah Ying fell asleep, I don't know how long it took......

Maybe Ah Ying had a dream, and there was Aman's laughter in the dream, and there were trees that spread for hundreds of miles in the dream, and the trees were full of pear blossoms, fiery red pear blossoms, and the sea of flowers rippled lightly in the breeze, and the grass that filled the valley would emit a crisp bell sound, like a dream. The laughter of the old people in the valley, the children's playing, and the handsome men weaving colorful garlands for the snuggled white-robed fairies to put on, promising lifelong love words......

When Ah Ying opened his eyes weakly, every inch of skin on his body became a wound.

Pain!

Heart-eating pain!

The white clothes turned into a bloody cloth, dripping with blood, shocking. The gangsters stopped, they were tired, and looking at the bloody people in front of them, the anger in their hearts could not be calmed, because they couldn't see Ah Ying's submission.

"Does it hurt? Say it and beg for mercy. You are indeed very durable, we have been whipped for a whole night, and you have not made a sound, you only ask for mercy, and we will let you go, how?" Chang Feng said.

In the silk hair that had already been scattered to cover his face, a pair of weak eyes glanced at Chang Feng, and said weakly: "Delusional." ”

Chang Feng's eyes were ruthless, and he didn't know when there was an extra dagger in his hand, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay, very good...... Very good. ”

"I don't believe you're really not afraid of pain!"

A terrible scream tore through the heart and lungs, echoing through the dungeon......

The weak blood body was trembling, but the faint breath was very short.

Blood, ticking and falling.

The flesh and blood on the ten fingertips turned white, the tragic situation was disgusting, and the nails of the ten fingers were all peeled off by Chang Feng. Ten fingers connected to the heart, how can it not hurt!

It is four chains that bind oneself, but what really imprisons one's heart is the promise to that person......

I promised that the master couldn't use my own unique exercises, so I didn't run away, I promised that the master couldn't kill my fellow disciples, and if I didn't resist, the master would be disappointed, and I would be disappointed, so I couldn't ......

Chang Yun frowned and glanced at Ah Ying's hand where his nails had been removed, he couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and stepped forward and said, "It hurts, beg for mercy if it hurts!"

The weak voice replied again: "Delusional." ”

Chang Feng was furious, lifted his scattered hair, lifted Ah Ying's buried heavy head, and looked fiercely, "You have been removed from the status of a disciple of Broken Cloud Pavilion, even if you are killed today, the master may not blame me, you have to think clearly!"

Chang Feng once again toyed with the bloodstained sharp dagger in his hand and said, "What women value most is their appearance, what do you think will happen if my dagger accidentally cuts your pretty face?"

In the dungeon, Ah Ying finally had seven long wounds on her face, but what dripped was always blood, not tears, because she was-Ah Ying.

Chang Feng asked Chang Yun, "What do you say a woman who doesn't even care about her looks cares about?"

Chang Yun pondered for a while and said, "She may care...... Care about him. ”

Chang Feng said: "The 'he' you said is that Senior Brother Man?"

"Really!"