"Hehe, these cheap embryos, if they don't fight or obey, don't mind Lord Ji. The jailer smiled flatteringly and continued to lead Ji Chuan forward.

Along the way, many prisoners in the cells on both sides who were barely breathing quietly opened their eyes, like their eyes lit up in the dark night, and there was a sense of horror.

Ji Chuan glanced at the jailer with interest and quipped, "I didn't expect you to be quite majestic here." ”

The jailer was shocked, thinking that he had robbed the prestige of the Lord of Qianhu, and said in fear: "My lord forgives my sins, where can the villain be compared with the adult, the adult is a brocade guard Qianhu, the power is unparalleled, the villain is just a pickled goods, it can't be compared to ......"

As he spoke, the jailer shook his head and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Ji Chuan waved his hand, sighing secretly in his heart, feeling more and more that Jinyiwei's power was amazing, even if a thousand households were in the capital, they could walk sideways.

In general, no one dares to provoke at all.

This jailer is not an ordinary person, the jailer of the Suppression Division has great power, and the prisoners in the edict have to pass through his hands, and the room for maneuver is too large.

Even so, when he met Ji Chuan, he still had to flatter and try to get closer.

Everyone knows that Ji Chuan is in full swing in Jinyiwei, there is no secret in private, Ji Chuan's promotion speed is terrible, this time there was a mistake, and it just tickled the itch of the commander.

In the future, this Lord of Thousand Households is not yet on the rise, and it is even possible to achieve the position of a pacification envoy in the future, and it will take time not to stammer.

"Take me to see the Shaolin disciples, I'm going to take them away today. Walking in the gloomy edict, Ji Chuan said lightly.

The jailer obviously received the news a long time ago, and when he heard the words, he did not show any surprise, and said with a sneer: "Don't worry, my lord, those Shaolin disciples are all hard bones, but my lord's subordinates are much more powerful than my unsuccessful subordinates, and those Shaolin disciples are now better than anyone else." ”

Speaking of this, the jailer couldn't help but think of the deaf and dumb boy, don't look at the thin and weak, he is more ruthless than anyone else.

They were all edict prison guards, and they had never seen any torture, but they still trembled a little in the face of the deaf and dumb boy, and their hearts were slightly cold.

Ji Chuan smiled and didn't speak, the first seven chapters of the Torture Shield Technique were all cruel torture, compared to the real exercises, there were only two volumes, there were too many of them, and you can imagine the horror of torture.

It can be said that the torture shield technique is specially designed for cool officials, and it is actually a sharp weapon for torture and interrogation.

"If that's the case, you can learn from him, and I'm sure you'll benefit a lot. Ji Chuan glanced at the jailer and said with a smile.

The jailer was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "I don't know if Lord Ji is willing to cut his love, he can let that young man stay in the edict prison for a few days, and let me study hard, haha." ”

Ji Chuan didn't care, and agreed: "When the time comes, I'll talk to him, he is now a lowly cultivator, and you can guide and guide me, just complement each other." ”

The jailer smiled and said, "Okay, Master Ji, we can talk about it, it's a word!"

Anyway, the ghost shadow is useless for him, and it is just right to leave him in the edict prison and practice the torture shield technique.

Therefore, the jailer mentioned that Ji Chuan pushed the boat down the river and put the ghost here, waiting for the day when the cocoon will be broken into a butterfly.

The deeper the prison goes, the heavier the crime, the stronger or more powerful it is, and before it is halfway through, it comes to a torture room, which looks full of bloody and heavy meaning.

Ji Chuan glanced towards the depths of the Summoned Prison, and a ray of essence light was swallowed by the dark and deep passage......

"My lord, the Shaolin disciples are all here. At this time, the jailer's voice awakened Ji Chuan's consciousness, nodded when he heard the words, glanced at the depths of the prison again, and then turned around and walked into the torture room.

As soon as he entered the torture room, he was equipped with all kinds of torture tools, such as finger swinging, sticks, skinning, tongues, broken spines, falling fingers, heart piercing, and pipa.

"Ah......h

A slight excitement sounded, and then the ghost figure, dressed in a jailer's costume, walked towards Ji Chuan.

Ji Chuan smiled and nodded at him, and then looked at the unconscious Shaolin disciples with interest, they were extremely miserable at this time.

A Shaolin monk's robe was already tattered, covered in blood, and his face was blue and swollen, but these injuries were not fatal, they just looked miserable.

"Wake them up, I don't have time to spend here. Ji Chuan said to the jailer behind him.

The jailer smiled and said, "Don't worry, keep them awake immediately." ”

After speaking, the jailer picked up a basin of water from the side and threw it at the Shaolin disciple's face.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a series of terrible screams resounded in the edict prison, causing the prisoners who were still in the prison to shrink suddenly, and they couldn't help but tremble.

The next moment!

Several Shaolin disciples hoarsely opened their eyes slowly, and at a glance they saw Ji Chuan standing in front of them, and Wu Zhi's eyes revealed outright hatred.

Except for the painful roar just now, he kept silent, staring at Ji Chuan, as if he wanted to write down his voice and never forget it.

He didn't scold Ji Chuan angrily, he just stared at Ji Chuan quietly, and his hatred accumulated to the extreme, just waiting for the day when it broke out.

Wuzhi will not forget what their brothers have experienced in the past few days, they can't survive and die, and sometimes they really plan to break their muscles and veins by themselves, but this little bit of dignity has been destroyed by the deaf and dumb boy.

In the hands of the deaf and dumb boy, death seemed to be a luxury, unattainable.

Ji Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly, he saw hatred in Wuzhi's eyes, hatred to the bone.

He had no doubt that if he put Gochi back, he would definitely be his enemy in the future.

To deal with the enemy, Ji Chuan has only one way, to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

The corners of Ji Chuan's mouth outlined a sneer, his fingers flicked, and a wisp of black mangs drilled into Wuzhi's mind with a sound, silently.

The enemy, only death can reassure him, no matter whether it will pose a threat to him or not, Ji Chuan will not let it go, and would rather kill the wrong one.

If you can't kill Wuzhi now, it doesn't mean that you can't kill it in the future, the demon seed is implanted in the sea of Wuzhi's spiritual consciousness, like a time bomb, he can detonate it whenever he wants.

At this time, Wuzhi's whole body power was sealed, and he was tortured, both mentally and physically, and it was easy to implant the demon seed, and he didn't even notice it at all.

Except for himself, there is nothing he can do even if he returns to the virtual realm.

"What are you laughing at?" Wuzhi shuddered inexplicably, looked at Ji Chuan and said hatefully.

Ji Chuan smiled weirdly, raised his hand and clenched it, and then suddenly opened, his lips silently made a 'bang' movement, which made Wuzhi's pupils shrink suddenly, and he was full of a sense of crisis in his heart, but he didn't know what was wrong.

Ji Chuan smiled and said, "Let's go, you're free." ”

Wuzhi didn't show any happy look, because he couldn't be happy, and the smile just now cast a shadow on his heart.

Subsequently, Ji Chuan took Wuzhi and several other Shaolin disciples to leave the dark prison.