"It seems that I showed mercy to the Ten Thousand Poison Sect's subordinates back then. Leng Jiuming glanced at Wu Kaiyuan lightly, this familiar smell, these familiar poisons and styles, made Leng Jiuming instantly understand that the reason why Hua Wuying was tied up here was all because of him.

"Leng Jiuming, you also have today! If you don't want to see her die now, take this medicine immediately!" Wu Kaiyuan had already strangled Hua Wuying's neck with an iron whip the moment Leng Jiuming appeared, and now with only a slight strangle, a blood line immediately appeared on Hua Wuying's slender and white neck.

Hua Wuying's life hung in Wu Kaiyuan's hands, if Leng Jiuming attacked Wu Kaiyuan at this time, Hua Wuying's head would inevitably fall to the ground, Leng Jiuming didn't dare to act rashly, so he had to take a small bottle that Wu Kaiyuan threw at him, opened the cork of the bottle and poured an ink-colored pill into his palm.

"Master, no!" Hua Wuying saw Leng Jiuming's gaze staring directly at the pill in the palm of his hand, as if he had a posture to take it, and shouted in a lost voice.

Wu Kaiyuan hated Leng Jiuming to the core, and he wanted to deal with Leng Jiuming with all his heart, if Leng Jiuming took this pill, it would be equivalent to putting his own life in Wu Kaiming's hands.

"Haha, it seems that God still treats me well, this chip is finally right. Wu Kaiyuan increased the force in his hand, so that Hua Wuying could no longer speak, and could only stare at Leng Jiuming and shake his head vigorously.

"This is the festival between me and the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, you don't have to worry about it. Leng Jiuming handed Hua Wuying a reassuring look, and after speaking lightly, he directly threw the ink-colored pill into his mouth.

As Leng Jiuming's Adam's apple rolled and swallowed, Hua Wuying's heart seemed to have fallen into an endless black hole, while Wu Kaiyuan showed a deep smile.

"Hahahaha...... Leng Jiuming, I thought that I would not be able to take you in this life, but I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect that you would also be willing to fall into the hands of my Wu Kaiyuan one day. Wu Kaiyuan first cracked the corners of his mouth, and then laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist, and at the end of the laugh, he actually ripped off half of the mask on his face and threw it aside, revealing a terrifying face.

The originally ugly face became extremely hideous and distorted under such laughter, Wu Kaiyuan slowly approached Leng Jiuming, after Leng Jiuming took the pill, the usual cold qi on his body dissipated, and at this time, his spiritual veins were sealed, and half of his internal force could not be used.

Wu Kaiyuan slapped his palms and shouted loudly at the stone outside: "Come on, tie him up for me!"

With Wu Kaiyuan's order, more than a dozen people rushed in from outside the stone room, trapped Leng Jiuming solidly, and tied him to the torture rack on the side.

Leng Jiuming didn't blink his eyelids from beginning to end, as if those people were just a dozen grains of dust that couldn't enter his eyes.

Wu Kaiyuan's conspiracy succeeded, and he didn't want Hua Wuying to be strangled to death by him like this, so he immediately loosened the iron whip that strangled Hua Wuying's neck, and ordered someone to throw the bundled Hua Wuying to the corner of the wall.

Although the situation was also very bad when he was tied up and thrown to the foot of the wall, it was ten million times better than being hung on that vat of poison, Hua Wuying was let go, and after taking a few breaths of air desperately, he immediately shouted at Leng Jiuming: "You don't have to do this, you can't take your own life to save me!"

Facing Hua Wuying's roar, Leng Jiuming just glanced at her lightly, handed her a look, and signaled her to calm down.

But instead of being calm, Hua Wuying became even more excited: "Since I worship you as a teacher, you will always be my master, if the master dies to save me, what face do you let the apprentice stand between heaven and earth again." ”

Hua Wuying saw that Leng Jiuming was still unhappy, and even smiled at her faintly, and couldn't help but say angrily: "Leng Jiuming! Have you ever thought that if you die, no one in this world will be able to kill Bai Wei anymore, don't you want to take revenge?! Are you really willing to let the enemy who killed your people live in peace and joy and die a righteous death?!"

"Leng Jiuming! You speak! I said that I am not worthy of you to save me, no matter who you are, you are not worthy of being a prisoner!" Leng Jiuming still didn't speak, and Hua Wuying was still roaring.

In her eyes, Leng Jiuming, who doesn't seem to eat the fireworks of the world, should be high, instead of being a prisoner of others, at the mercy of others, being bullied by others, and letting others eat meat!

Hua Wuying watched Leng Jiuming being tied to the torture rack by Wuhua Da, and the ugly Wu Kaiyuan looked at him with ill intentions on the side, she felt angry, as if a fire was about to burst out of her body and destroy those who were around Leng Jiuming.

Hua Wuying also found that in this short moment, he seemed to have spoken more than in more than 20 years.

"Shadowless, you're talking too much. Facing Hua Wuying's almost uncontrollable questioning and roar, Leng Jiuming smiled indifferently and spoke.

His voice was still so good, clear with a magical magnetism, and he spoke so lightly, as if he was not in danger at this time, as if he was just standing and admiring the moonlight in the mountains. He even has time to joke.

Hua Wuying looked at Leng Jiuming's faint smile, and couldn't say a word anymore, those deep blue eyes were like an attractive vortex, sucking her whole person into it little by little.

The difference is that this vortex does not make people feel dangerous, on the contrary, he makes the people who are deeply trapped in it feel a rare peace, as if even if the giant peak collapses in front of him, and the heaven and earth subvert and destroy everything, as long as Leng Jiuming is around, those are so insignificant, like dust that can't roll up any wind and waves.

"Leng Jiuming, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, you are still so arrogant and arrogant, you have ruined the Ten Thousand Poison Gate, ruined everything for me, let me live this life is worse than death, I want you to repay it a thousand times over!"

"You see, for such a day, I have become like this, in order to deal with you, I am accompanied by those poisons day and night, and every minute and second of my life is torment for you!"

Wu Kaiyuan approached Leng Jiuming, who was tied to the torture rack, pointed to half of his ugly face, and then pointed to the vat of poison, and said emotionally.

Seeing that Leng Jiuming didn't seem to hear his words, Wu Kaiyuan was so angry that he slapped Leng Jiuming in the face, the force of the slap was extremely strong, Leng Jiuming had no internal strength and spiritual power, and after a slap, there were five clear finger marks on the demon's handsome face, and a trace of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.

"I knew that you had been so tormented all these years, I should have been more careful in the first place, and I shouldn't have let you live to suffer these sins. Leng Jiuming hooked the corners of his lips, showed a cold smile at Wu Kaiyuan, and said lightly mockingly.

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