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After walking up the winding stone stairs, Mo Ping finally entered the Dark Guards' torture chamber, which was feared by everyone in the world.

At this time, Sui Yi was tied to the execution pillar, and the secret guards from the Secret Guard Department were carrying various torture instruments to execute him.

Mo Ping has seen a lot of things like this, and he can actually understand that most of these secret guards have selfish motives.

Don't be fooled by the blood-stained clothes of Sui Yi, and don't be fooled by the hideous-looking wounds exposed on the outside; they are actually nothing.

The hearts of the people that Sui Yi had won over in the Dark Guard Division with his strength did not disappear without a trace just because he was blamed by Xia Hong.

The person who seemed the most heartless in the past, when the moment of true love came, he was more determined than the sentimental person.

Xie Nanxing, who was originally sitting next to Shen Jinmo, suddenly stood up and threw herself into Shen Jinmo's arms. After she felt safe, she slightly lifted her veil.

He glanced at Sui Yi secretly, then looked away as if frightened.

In this dark and bloody Dark Guard Division, Shen Jinmo pressed Xie Nanxing's face against his heart.

Xie Nanxing has a keen nose and is especially sensitive to the smell of blood.

Shen Jinmo soaked those refreshing spices for a long time this afternoon. Now even a strand of hair exudes a refreshing and elegant fragrance.

"Sir Shen, didn't the emperor say he wanted to be tortured to death? He's been beating for so long, when will he die?"

"It's not good here, I want to go home."

Xie Nanxing's simple question did not necessarily have any malicious intent; he just wanted to go home.

But the executioners, because of Xie Nanxing's ignorant words, stared at Xie Nanxing with their eyes hidden behind the black scarves.

Xie Nanxing was the evil that caused the war to start.

Xie Nanxing is the death warrant thrown down by the King of Hell himself.

Xie Nanxing was forcing Shen Jinmo to do it himself.

Shen Jinmo's eyes, which were gentle for a moment, suddenly became sharp and fierce.

He pulled out the soft whip from his waist and swung it indiscriminately at all the secret guards on both sides.

It is an absolute crushing of strength, and a punishment that can be regarded as forgiveness for the usurpers.

Not to mention these people, even if Sui Yi, who was now tied to the torture pillar, was not injured, he would definitely not be able to withstand Shen Jinmo's hundreds of moves.

But in a moment, the agile secret guards in the torture room fell to the ground, hugging themselves and crying in pain.

The two whips used by Shen Jinmo were completely different from the ones they had used on Sui Yi. They really hurt him inside.

For two months, they were unable to climb out of bed.

He put away his long whip and said coldly, "If you can't control a place anymore, I will destroy it for you."

"Yes, yes, I know I was wrong. Thank you for sparing my life, sir."

Soon, these secret guards who were seriously injured and difficult to execute were dragged away, and new executioners came up and re-selected the execution instruments.

Xie Nanxing took another stealthy look and began to do what a vixen would do with a clear conscience.

"Isn't he in pain? Why doesn't he cry out in pain?"

Sui Yi, who had been tied to the rack with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, glanced at Shen Jinmo and Xie Nanxing, and then closed them again.

He was urging.

Urge Shen Jinmo to give him a quick death.

It's been so hesitant and I don't know when it will end.

These punishments may not be very painful, but they look very ugly when hung on the body and will scare his son Ah Huai.

Sui Yi misses his family's Ah Huai every time.

"Then I'll smoke it myself and let him yell it out for you, okay?"

Xie Nanxing used his ignorant voice to earn himself the reputation of being a vicious person: "Is that okay? Will this make me look vicious?"

"of course can."

Shen Jinmo smiled and handed the blood-proof sachet to Xie Nanxing: "You are the kindest person. If anyone dares to say something wrong, I will cut off his tongue."

Cheering, clapping, the eyes hidden by the veil were sparkling with admiration: "My lord is so majestic, I like you the most."

Upon hearing this, the secret guards wished they could stab Xie Nanxing with their eyes.

But the twenty or so secret guards in front had no power to fight back against Shen Jinmo, not to mention that Shen Jinmo also brought the imperial guards and even a eunuch who was specifically responsible for being a witness.

If they had looked at Xie Nanxing one more time, they would have received more than just two whips.

Instead, Xia Hong will use their heads as an example to others.

Shen Jinmo stood up and walked towards Sui step by step. The people standing on both sides of the execution platform who subconsciously wanted to block Shen Jinmo's way were forced to retreat by Shen Jinmo's fascinating aura.

He did not give up, but looked around at all the secret guards and asked: "Do you still want to recognize Sui Yi as your master?"

"In that case, I can personally give you a ride."

Sui Yi is bound to die, and if one wants to acknowledge Sui Yi as his master, then he can only go to the underworld.

Those who stand kneel, and those who kneel crawl.

They could protect Sui Yi to the best of their ability, but they did not have the courage to lose their lives for Sui Yi.

Even if their lives are as fragile as floating duckweed, they still want to live.

Deathly silence spread, and just when Xie Nanxing was disappointed that it was difficult to call back the souls of these people, someone broke the silence and questioned loudly.

"May I ask, Lord Shen, what did Sui Yi do wrong to deserve this fate?"

Without answering, Shen Jinmo struck Sui Yi's chest with his palm. Blood flowed down the corner of Sui Yi's mouth, and the sound of his palm hitting the floor was crisp and eerie.

The whip in his hand fell down mercilessly, knocking out the conscious people and then whipping the unconscious people back to consciousness.

The secret guard, who had personally felt the power of Shen Jinmo's whip not long ago, was frightened by the sound of the collision between his meridians and the whip and his face turned pale.

But Shen Jinmo, who was standing in front of the execution pillar, was like a tireless devil. As long as he wanted, he could hold the whip and beat every one of them into the state of Sui Yi.

They don't have Sui Yi's skills and cultivation, let alone holding on until now, they might even die when hit by Shen Jinmo's palm.

Even if Shen Jinmo lost the protection of the imperial power and was unarmed, he was not someone that people like them could provoke.

"Boy, it seems like he really can't speak."

Shen Jinmo was trying so hard just to prove that Sui Yi couldn't speak?

But who doesn’t know that Sui Yi’s voice was made hoarse by the poison?

"Ok."

As if feeling regretful, Xie Nanxing leaned back in his chair holding the hand warmer.

His eyes glanced around and finally fell on Sui Yi, who was breathing his last breath.

"Master Shen, it's a bit boring here. I don't like it here. Can you take me home?"

"The people here are not nice. I don't want to come here again."

The bloodstained whip was thrown into Mo Ping's hand. Shen Jinmo locked Sui Yi's neck with one hand. Just when he was about to give Sui Yi a good beating, he suddenly sneered.

"Come here, send him to the Dali Temple."

"Have the Dali Temple capture more snakes, insects, rats and ants and lock them up with him. I want this person who dares to betray his master to see with his own eyes how he is eaten by these things."

"Oh, by the way, be more secretive, but don't let him die quickly just because someone is afraid of him because he was once the leader of the Dark Guards."