Junior brother, he is both wild and fierce

child time.

With a creaking sound, the window was slowly opened from the inside. A black shadow flashed out of the house and disappeared into the night.

In the dark and cold dungeon, one could clearly hear the crawling sounds of snakes, insects, rats and ants.

Drops of water seeped out of the cracks in the stone wall, dripping down and making a "dong, dong, dong" sound when they landed on the water surface.

A slender figure quietly entered the dungeon.

The cold poisonous snake on the stone wall, spitting out its tongue, attacked the human figure.

The figure stretched out his hand and waved it, and the invisible sword energy cut the poisonous snake directly into two halves.

As they continued to walk inside, the cold air became bone-chilling. Lin Qingzhi fixed his eyes coldly and circulated the internal energy to resist the cold air.

There are many guards here. After several days of investigation, we found that the master should be imprisoned here.

The corridor of the water dungeon was very long. The closer he got to the inside, the more familiar the atmosphere became, which made Lin Qingzhi look delighted.

A huge stone pillar stood in the center of the dungeon. The man on the pillar had his limbs bound by iron chains. The long chains were firmly nailed to the stone wall, and two soul-soothing nails pierced directly through the man's chest.

Blood flowed down the pierced chest, staining most of the stone pillar red.

Lin Qingzhi's eyes turned red as he watched this scene.

That bastard Sanyuan actually used such a sinister technique.

Use the Soul-Suppressing Nail to suppress the master's cultivation.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Lin Qingzhi's eyes.

Sanyuan, you will not die well.

Looking at Lin Yuan, Lin Qingzhi's eyes were dry. She called softly, "Master."

The once noble and upright Sect Master Lin Yuan, who had an immortal demeanor, now had long, jet-black hair that turned dry, yellow and messy, making him look like a madman.

Lin Yuan, who had been tortured beyond recognition, slowly raised his head with his empty eyes.

When Lin Yuan saw who was coming, he trembled and let out a desperate whimper from his hoarse throat.

"Master, you...your voice."

"brute!"

"You are a beast worse than pigs and dogs!"

Lin Qingzhi's eyes were filled with cruelty.

The bastard Sanyuan actually poisoned the master's voice and made it mute.

Lin Yuan's eyes were red and she made a whimpering sound in despair.

He wanted his disciple to leave quickly.

Let’s go!

With my disciple's current level of cultivation, he is no match for Sanyuan.

Lin Qingzhi summoned out his long sword and swung it.

"Master, I'm here to save you."

The sword energy split into four sword energies and slashed towards the chain.

Bang.

The iron chain broke into pieces.

Lin Yuan's expression froze.

Although his cultivation was restrained, he could sense the powerful sword energy of his disciple.

Even he couldn't guess his disciple's current level of cultivation.

When did his little disciple become so strong?

It was clear that more than half a year ago, my disciple had not even been able to establish a foundation and had secretly hidden himself away crying.

Lin Yuan was extremely relieved at this time.

Lin Qingzhi tapped his toes lightly, caught the falling Lin Yuan, and placed him firmly on the ground.

"Master, are you okay?"

The old Lin Yuan shook his head slowly.

He wanted to say that he was okay, but found that he could only whimper.

Lin Yuan reached out his hand and wanted to rub his disciple's head as usual, but found that his disciple's pupils suddenly shrank and he looked at him in shock.

Lin Yuan then discovered that his limbs, which were bound by iron chains, had been worn out and maggots had grown on them, exposing the bones inside.

Lin Qingzhi's tears couldn't help but flow out.

"Master, your hand..."

Lin Qingzhi knelt down directly.

"Master, I'm sorry that I came too late and caused you to suffer so much."

She has been raised by Lin Yuan since she was a child.

To Lin Qingzhi, Lin Yuan is not only a master but also a father.

Seeing Lin Qingzhi crying, Lin Yuan's eyes also turned red.

He reached out his hand tremblingly and gently stroked the top of his disciple's head, just like when he was a child, whenever his disciple cried, he would comfort her like this.

Lin Qingzhi stood up and wiped away his tears.

Now is not the time to cry, she wants to take her master away from this damn place.

"Master, let's go. I will take you out."

Lin Yuan nodded and followed behind his disciple.

The road out of the dungeon was smooth.

For some reason, Lin Qingzhi's heart was beating violently.

She narrowed her eyes.

Where did all those guards go when we came?

Lin Yuan also noticed something unusual.

There is no way there is no one in the dungeon.

The old guy Sanyuan is extremely insidious, it won't be so easy for them to escape.

Lin Yuan touched the two soul-soothing nails on his chest.

Forcing the Soul-Suppressing Nail out by force might cost him his life.

But when necessary, even if he dies, Qingzhi cannot die in vain.

As soon as they stepped out of the water prison, a large group of monks surrounded them.

Lin Qingzhi frowned.

She had been very careful in exploring the route these days, but was still discovered.

Behind the crowd, Sanyuan's sinister voice sounded.

"My dear brother, where are you going?"

Lin Qingzhi moved sideways to block Lin Yuan behind him.

"Second Master, long time no see."

Sanyuan snorted coldly.

"Brother, you really have a good disciple, and you didn't waste the trap you laid."

Lin Qingzhi smiled calmly.

"Second Uncle, please don't make things difficult for us, Master and Disciple, considering that Qingzhi has been calling you Uncle for so many years."

Sanyuan scolded harshly.

"Don't call me uncle."

"Don't think I don't know how Ji'er died. He was killed by a bitch like you!!!"

Sanyuan's body was shaking violently.

He wished he could skin Lin Qingzhi alive, cut his bones and torture him to death.