Chapter 17: The Devil
"Don't pull him, hit so-and-so, have something to bear. Suddenly, a majestic voice came from the doorway. I saw a handsome young man walking slowly.
As soon as several jailers turned around and caught a glimpse of the man's appearance, they were immediately shocked and bowed down one after another.
"Don't you understand?" the man's voice became a little colder, but his face was full of sadness.
The jailers all raised their sticks and hit Hua Wuyi's body, splitting the horn, and without the vitality to protect the body, he was beaten for a while, but Hua Wuyi didn't snort as a ninja.
"Stop. The man shouted again, staring at Hua Wuyi with hatred on his face, as if he had a deep hatred that could not be resolved.
"Ahem, cough, cough," Hua Wuyi struggled to cough a few times, and asked with a playful face, "Who are you from the Jiang family?" ”
The man's eyes suddenly widened, and the corner of his right mouth was slightly raised, revealing a smile full of evil energy.
"Are you threatening so-and-so?" the man chuckled.
Hua Wuyi sneered: "You don't dare to take this threat?"
"It's a name. The man smiled evilly, and when he said these words, his face was full of pride, and he waited for a surprise to be shocked.
Who knew that Hua Wuyi frowned, thought about it carefully, and said for a long time: "I can't think of anything to do with the Jiang family, are you trying to get promoted to your superiors?"
"Nonsense. This young man was obviously very angry, and kicked Hua Wuyi out with one kick, and with an angry kick, he didn't have the slightest vitality at all.
Hua Wuyi's internal organs were all displaced by the kick of this Jindan Jiupin, and he felt that his sternum was broken several times, and he coughed twice and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell down so softly.
"Ah, my lord, you killed him. The cell leader, Impermanence, was startled and hurriedly ran to stop Ji Wuming from making a move.
Who knew that Ji Wuming's eyes widened, and his right fist swung towards Chang Wuchang without hesitation, and with a bang, Chang Wuchang's back hit the wall, and his eyes rolled very uncompromisingly, and he fainted like that.
Ji Wuming sneered: "It's really useless, a person who has lost his cultivation can withstand a certain kick, and you, a waste of Jindan Erpin, were actually knocked out by a punch?"
A clever jailer hurriedly ran over, beating his back and smashing his legs, and it took a while to help him calm down.
"My lord, don't be angry, your cultivation, don't talk about the second grade of Jindan, even the master of Yuanying has to avoid three points, don't you? Leave this kind of hard work to us. ”
Ji Wuming glanced at him with praise, and walked out as soon as his body turned, "I heard that you have seventy-two kinds of punishments, and I will see him tomorrow and have already experienced them all." ”
On the altar of the sacrifice, the decisive decision of the seven spiritual techniques has come to an end, and the white-haired old man announced the identity and name of the winner.
Wind Spirit Skill Winner: Scattered Cultivation Flower No Memory.
Golden Spirit Technique Winner: Dashu Mountain Sword Sect Danchen.
Wood Spirit Skill Winner: The Great Nuwa Mending Heaven Sect Liu Ruyi.
Water Spirit Technique Winner: Yin Luo of the Taiyin Sect.
Fire Spirit Skill Winner: Great Kunlun Void Yang Jian.
Earth Spirit Skill Winner: Donkey Kong Temple Liberation Dragon Elephant.
Thunder Spirit Skill Winner: Supreme Sword Sect Honor.
After the old man finished reading, he cleared his throat and said:
"Next, please ask the disciples of the mysterious Great Xuanyuan Sword Sect Immortal Martial Hall to distribute spiritual magic cheats to our winners. ”
The onlookers were waiting eagerly, all looking at the altar of the sacrifice, all wanting to see if the disciples of the Xianwu Hall who had not been born for hundreds of years had three heads and six arms.
But what is disappointing is that everyone's necks are stretched, but no one is on stage.
A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, half an hour, finally saw a figure appear, everyone's eyes widened, but there was a burst of disappointment, the person who came was a young man dressed as Xiaosi, and the young man whispered in the ear of the white-haired old man.
The white-haired old man suddenly looked angry, raised his hand and slammed it on the altar, and after a burst of dust, the special altar was blasted out of a big pit.
Everyone was shocked, but they didn't understand what was happening.
The expression on the white-haired old man's face changed several times, and finally he raised his head and announced loudly: "There are some things on the road of the Immortal Martial Hall disciples, and the award meeting will be held in three days. ”
After saying that, he hurried away under the leadership of the young man.
In the station.
Gu Luoyu handed a note to the white-haired old man, and said with a sad face: "A few days ago, before he was taken away by the Sky Patrol Guard, he handed me this note, saying that someone would look for him today. ”
There were two words on the note, "Dungeon." ”
The white-haired old man's complexion fused, and he disappeared from the spot in a flash.
Survey the Guardian Prison.
Hua Wuyi was tied to a cross-shaped wooden stake by Wuhuada, his hands and legs were in tatters, and a man was holding a knife with a pattern drawn on his arm.
It is to dig out the meat with a knife, and then sprinkle it with medicinal powder to stop the blood flow, and it is so weird that a pattern appears.
Hua Wuyi was in a cold sweat, but his mouth was still closed, and he didn't say a word.
"Hey, you can't do this, don't make a mistake, sweep the adult's Yaxing. The clever jailer watched from the sidelines, his face flushed with excitement.
Ji Wuming squinted his eyes and sipped the wine, but his mouth was muttering a person's name.
He was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and he didn't know whether he was tired or scared.
Suddenly, his hand shook, and the sharp knife slashed his head, and one of the arteries in Hua Wuyi's arm was broken, and blood was pouring out. I remember to sprinkle all the hemostatic medicine powder indiscriminately.
"Ahh
But with another bang, and then several bangs, he scolded lifelessly, and his eyes didn't open, so he flew up and kicked out.
But strangely, he felt his ankle being grabbed by a large hand.
Immediately after that, Bang Bang Bang, Jin Dan Jiupin's Ji Wusheng was smashed to the ground by the big hand left and right. One time, two times......
Ji Wufang wanted to use his vitality to fight back, but the bursts of brain collisions made him so hungry that he couldn't calm down at all.
Ahh Not a single movement was able to accurately catch a jailer, and then he threw it with a snap and slammed it into the wall.
In a few breathing rooms, there were only two people still breathing in this cell, one was Ji Wuming, and the other was Hua Wuyi who was holding his ankle.
Yes, it was Hua Wuyi, who saw that the prison robe had been torn in half at some point, and it was placed diagonally on his shoulders.