Oh my god! I've become the vicious female supporting character's brother.

"It's not a big deal. All he needs to do is provide the Xu Family Auction House with ten bottles of level three or higher flawless pills every year."

Yu Xiangwan didn't believe that he went through so much trouble just for the flawless pill.

He must have other purposes.

Xu Qingran lay on the chaise longue, and her fingers, as thin as scallions, lightly touched the stone wall. In a moment, the stone door in the corridor opened again.

Several young girls in their twenties, dressed in light clothing, filed in, holding trays in their hands. Each tray held a pot of liquor worth a fortune, called "Jiao Yousou".

The girls covered their faces with veils, and the white veils fluttered as they walked, looking charming and pure.

They all passed by Yu Xiangwan and Ye Zhenan without looking away, and stood one after another on the stone wall not far from Xu Qingran.

A moment later, another young man in white entered the cell, followed by a group of people, led by him, holding various plump and mellow spiritual fruits and fine wines in their hands, and placed them one by one on the wooden table in front of Xu Qingran.

Afterwards, they left in an orderly manner, leaving only the young man in white at the beginning to serve them.

Yu Xiangwan didn't know what Xu Qingran meant by this, so he could only wait and see.

Xu Qingran squinted her narrow and long almond-shaped eyes lazily, enjoying the attentive service of the young man beside her.

Ye Zhen'an was stunned when he saw the appearance of the young man in white, and then the palm of his hand holding Yu Xiang'an moved slightly.

Yu Xiangwan felt Ye Zhen'an's hint, raised his eyes slightly, and followed Ye Zhen'an's gaze. Only then did he see that the young man in white who was serving Xu Qingran had eyebrows and eyes that were somewhat similar to his.

Apart from their eyebrows and eyes, there is no other similarity. The boy looks like a tamed pet, gentle and docile.

But after a while, a slight sound came from outside.

Four burly men used their spiritual power to carry in clean water weighing hundreds of kilograms.

Originally, there was an isolation formation between the water prison and the hall outside the prison to block the smell.

At this time, one of them casually threw out a sixth-level formation, once again cutting off the pungent smell in the water prison.

Xu Qingran narrowed his eyes and swallowed the juicy grapes in his mouth. Then he waved his hand to signal the young man in white to stop, stood up, and slowly walked to the front of the water prison and stood still.

Looking at the man nailed to the stone wall in the water dungeon, a barely perceptible flash of heartache passed through his eyes, followed by boundless madness.

He just raised his right hand, the prison door opened, and the black water rushed down and retreated completely.

The prisoner's legs were exposed, leaving only the white bones. His clothes were of unknown color, and the black stripes only barely covered his lower body.

At this time, countless clear waters fell from above the dungeon, all pouring over the man to wash him, and even the maggots wriggling on the stone walls were washed away one by one.

After a stick of incense, it seemed as if he had confirmed that the man no longer had anything that shouldn't be on him.

Xu Qingran just drew a line with his finger in the air, and the man's hands and feet, which were nailed with bone-piercing nails, were cut off at the wrists and ankles.

In an instant, the bones of the hands and feet that were nailed by the bone nails turned into broken ice and fell with a slight sound. Only the creepy black bone nails and the broken bones that had no support were left, dangling in the air in pieces.

There was no blood left in his body, only his bones remained, but the pain of the broken bones still frightened him so much that he let out a howl like a trapped animal from his throat.

The intact glass eye was filled with crystal clear tears because of the severe pain in the body.

Yu Xiangwan couldn't bear to watch this scene. He wished he could be so strong that no one could defeat him.

No, now he only wants to be stronger than those people who protect Xu Qingran, and then make them never dare to do such a heartless thing again.

Unfortunately, before he fell into this place, most of his spiritual power had been devoured by the soul-eating insects, and before Xu Qingran came in, the soul-eating insects above the corridor were still staring at him and Ye Zhenan.

They were just waiting for their spiritual powers to be released so that they could rush over and devour them to the bone, so before that, they only dared to take blood-replenishing pills and healing pills.

After Xu Qingran came in, the soul-eating insects above the corridor stopped and were sealed above.

Yu Xiangwan's eyes dimmed. With his spiritual power suddenly reduced, he couldn't even beat Xu Qingran.

Xu Qingran continued to torture the man like a child who had obtained a favorite toy, and did not care about Yu Xiangwan and Ye Zhenan, as if he had designed them to come just to let them watch his evil taste.

Yu Xiangwan looked at the gentle boy standing behind Xu Qingran, whose eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to his.

Perhaps Xu Qingran's target was only him from the beginning, and Ye Zhenan was just implicated by him.

Ye Zhen'an observed Yu Xiangwan's sad look, and his eyes were dark and unclear.

Xu Qingran pointed his finger and the person in the prison was pulled out.

Then the four burly men stepped forward and threw the man's body into the clear water as if it were a broken toy, and used their spiritual power to lift the man up and down in the water.

Submerge the person completely and then drag him out, repeating this process several times until the person is completely washed by the clean water.

Then they threw the man onto the raccoon fur and fox skin, bowed and retreated in an orderly manner. Their eyes did not even waver throughout the whole process, as if they were already accustomed to this kind of thing.

Xu Qingran had already returned to the recliner when the four burly men were cleaning out the prisoners.

He leisurely enjoyed the service of the young man in white, looking at the man in prison with cold eyes.

Until the man was thrown on the snow-white carpet like a rag.

Xu Qingran looked at the dry bones thrown on the carpet, his eyes still without any emotion, and just waved gently.

Then one of the girls in white stepped forward and used her spiritual power to transform into a sharp dagger, which cut several scars on the prisoner's broken face, each one piercing the bone.

Only then did he slowly pour all the sorrow on the tray along the knife marks.

Only then did Yu Xiangwan understand why the prisoner's body was covered with bones, but his face was still covered with flesh and blood.

The prisoners were tortured by the pain of the strong liquor, and tears fell from their eyes.

By the time he was poured with the fifth pot of wine, he seemed to have gotten used to the pain, gradually becoming numb, with no more tears falling from his eyes.

There was only endless emptiness and darkness in those glass eyes.

Yu Xiangwan bit his lower lip. It was the first time he had seen such a cruel torture method, and his heart ached.

Ye Zhen'an noticed the slight trembling of Yu Xiangwan's body, and the hand holding Yu Xiangwan gradually transferred pure fire spiritual power to Yu Xiangwan.

It was like a warm current flowing through Yu Xiangwan's veins, and Yu Xiangwan looked up at Ye Zhenan in surprise.

There were no telling how many experts there were outside, and neither of them dared to communicate, fearing that their spiritual fluctuations would be detected.

As early as last time when Ye Zhenan was unable to transmit spiritual power to Yu Xiangwan due to the conflict of the five elements, he went back and studied the method of transforming spiritual power day and night.

Fortunately, he succeeded.

Ye Zhen'an met Yu Xiang'an's inquiring gaze and calmly revealed a corner of her body that was hidden under her red robe.

But Yu Xiangwan caught it in an instant.

Ye Zhen'an held a red bead in his hand, and the bead was filled with rich fire spiritual power, which was continuously input into Ye Zhen'an's body.

Spiritual power beads!

Yu Xiangwan then remembered that the birthday gift Yu Jiaoyue gave him last time was a spiritual power bead.

The spiritual power bead itself has a concealing effect, making it difficult for people to detect the fluctuations of spiritual power.

Yu Xiangwan's mind was turning a lot. He observed his surroundings calmly and saw that Xu Qingran's mind was on the person in the prison, so he had an idea.