Rebirth: How to tease the leader of the Demon Cult

The sun shines at sunset, the clouds are misty, the mountains tower above the clouds, and the green shade is vast. Qianjuefeng outside the Great Wall has its own unique scenery.

The man dressed in red slowly walked up the steps to the loft above, with a slight smile on his lips, it was Mu Changfeng, the leader of Qianjue Sect.The people behind him pushed open the door of the attic. There was no sunlight inside, but there were bones all over the floor, which was very gloomy and frightening.

Mu Changfeng was standing at the door. Opposite him was a naked man chained up.The man had deep welts and scald marks on his body, his skin was torn apart, it was very frightening.And looking at his hands that he couldn't lift and his limp feet, it seems that someone has broken the meridians of his hands and feet.

Mu Changfeng walked slowly in front of the man, and said with a smile, "Do you like the feeling of thorn whip and soldering iron?"

The man turned his face away, his voice hoarse: "If you want to kill, then kill, if you want to cut, then cut."

Mu Changfeng smiled warmly: "You want to die with all your heart, I am not so easy to talk to. You have been with me for several years, presumably because you know my habits. No one I, Mu Changfeng wants to torture for a year After half a year, how could it be possible to let him end his pain so easily. Are you right, the head of the Flying Eagle Hall——Liu Feng."

Hearing this, the people next to him immediately stepped forward to Liu Feng, and with a little effort with his left hand, he removed his chin, and with a sharp knife in his hand, he cut off Liu Feng's tongue bit by bit, dripping blood dripping down bit by bit, and finally It became a blood thread connected together, and even the person who made the shot couldn't bear it.

The smile on Mu Changfeng's face did not fade, and he seemed to like this scene very much.

Mu Changfeng didn't speak again until one tongue was completely cut off, but this time, his gaze became very serious: "Those who betray me have never had a good end."

After saying this, Mu Changfeng walked out of the execution room, and said to the people next to him: "Su Lang, ask the painter to draw his tragic situation, and I will spread it to the whole sect, so that those who try to betray me know, what is the meaning of "sorrow"? You can't live, you can't die."

Su Lang who was next to him respectfully shouted yes, but after Mu Changfeng left, he clenched his fists, his fingertips deeply embedded in the palm of his hand, and then said softly: "A person like you will definitely die badly."

Mu Changfeng returned to the bedroom, and after a while a woman in a blue smoked shirt knocked on the door and came in. Seeing this, Mu Changfeng had a beautiful smile on his face, which was even more graceful than the woman in front of him.

"Master, this is Yan'er's black chicken soup, drink it while it's hot."

Mu Changfeng immediately took the chicken soup from Ning Yan's hand, drank it without hesitation, and then said, "Yan'er's cooking skills are getting better and better."

Ning Yan smiled, seeing the tiredness on Mu Changfeng's face, she took the soup bowl and backed out.

After she went out, Mu Changfeng suddenly opened his eyes, hit his throat like lightning, and spit out all the soup he had just drank.Mu Changfeng reached out to rinse his mouth with the tea next to him, took out a small bottle from his sleeve, took a pill, took it, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to exercise.

The qi traveled through the meridians, but the pain in the dantian did not go away for a long time. Instead, it caused him to sweat a lot, so Mu Changfeng had to stop working and rest.Su Lang put the colorless and odorless chronic poison/drug Lihun in his meals two years ago, but he was reborn only a year ago, and he has been trying to undo this poison for a year, but ultimately failed.

He knew that there must be someone behind Su Lang, but he couldn't be sure who it was. Dealing with Su Lang in the name of the leader now would not only scare the snake, but also cause dissatisfaction among the members of the church.

So now he can only endure the humiliation and spit out the nourishing soup that Ning Yan sent, and he used thousand-year-old ginseng to recuperate his body, but the poison could not be cured, and his broken heart formula could only stay on the eighth floor after all. He has reached the stage of transformation, but if the Remnant Heart Art is less than the tenth level, he still has the possibility of losing.

He knows that there is one thing in this world that can cure this poison, and that is Leng Lian, but unfortunately no one knows where Leng Lian is located.Only ancient books have mentioned this fetish, and it is said that it can cure all kinds of poisons in the world.

Without Leng Lian, the only thing left to help him practice the Can Xin Jue is the most precious Blood Spirit Jade in the Martial Arts League. As long as he cultivates the Can Xin Jue to the tenth level, the poison on his body will naturally be cured.As for the consequences of the Can Xin Jue, it will be a long time later. At that time, he will get revenge, so it doesn't matter much.

Just as he was about to squint his eyes and rest for a while, there was a knock on the door. After getting Mu Changfeng's consent, someone outside walked in quickly. It was Lin Jinghong, the protector of the center right.

"How?" Mu Changfeng asked immediately.

Lin Jinghong immediately knelt down and said: "My subordinates have been investigating in the Wulin League for three days, but have not found any blood spirit jade."

Mu Changfeng sighed deeply, "The Blood Spirit Jade is the most precious treasure of the Martial Arts League, so it's only natural that you can't find it. Get up."

"Thank you, Hierarch." Lin Jinghong immediately stood up, already covered in cold sweat. The Hierarch seemed to have changed a lot since half a year ago.Even colder and more ruthless, the once youthful anger is gone, but the always smiling face is even more frightening.

"However, my subordinates found out that Duan Yange has already left for Mo County." Lin Jinghong added after getting up.

Mu Changfeng's smile slowly bloomed. Mo County is the hometown of Dajing peony, and it is the day when the peony blooms. Duan Yange must be there to enjoy the flowers.Qianjue Peak is not far from Mo County, if you hurry up, you can reach it within three days.And the Wulin League is located in the south of the Yangtze River, no matter how fast Duan Yange is, he can't keep up with him.What's more, Mo County still has a big tiger to catch.

"Jinghong, ask Gu Ying to wear a human/skin/mask/tool ​​that imitates my appearance, and pretend to be me for a while."

Gu Ying is similar in size to him, and he is one of the few people he can trust now. It is the best choice for him to pretend to be himself and sit in Qianjuejiao.

Lin Jinghong immediately took the order to retreat.

At three o'clock in Yin time, a thousand-mile horse and a flying snow horse came out of Qianjue Peak.

It is the time when spring is beautiful, and Mo County holds the annual Peony Festival again.

Although Mo County is a small town, many people come here to view the flowers at this time of year, so it is very lively at this time.Duan Yange searched for a long time before finding an inn with only one vacant room left.After traveling for ten days, he was already exhausted, so he first taught the shopkeeper to prepare hot water for bathing.He also ordered Feiying, the accompanying shadow guard, to buy a blue gown.

Fei Ying answered yes and left immediately, bringing back a fine green shirt within a stick of incense.

Duan Yange immediately changed into white clothes. Although Mo County is a small place, there are not a few people who come to the Peony Festival this time, and there are also a lot of people from the rivers and lakes. Just now he saw the disciples of Lingshanmen on the street.If a few elders in the alliance knew that he was here, they probably wouldn't let him go.The white clothes are too ostentatious, so it's better to change into a green shirt.

Duan Yange removed the white jade crown on his head, replaced it with an ordinary hairpin to pin up his long hair, took out an ordinary folding fan, shook it lightly, and looked like a romantic scholar.

Moxian peony is not an artificial peony growing in a garden, but a wild peony all over the city.The flowers are blooming enthusiastically, and the people on the street are also bustling. The street is crowded with people, and it is almost impossible to walk through.

Duan Yange looked at the bustling passers-by, and suddenly remembered the New Year's scene when he was a child.At that time, my grandfather was still alive, a family of four, three generations living together, went shopping in the supermarket together, decorated the house together, hung up New Year pictures and Chinese knots, and the home has a New Year flavor.Although later life was gradually filled with work, but every time I think of these things, there is still a touch of sweetness in my heart.

Duan Yange shook his head, but those days, whether they were happy or painful, happy or sad, are all gone. For him, it was already 17 years ago.Just thinking about it occasionally makes me feel a little pain in my heart.It is the most unfilial behavior in the world to be unable to accompany your parents until you are old, but to ask your parents to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person.

"Master, I heard that the Zuiyu Pavilion in Mo County has a great view and the dishes are delicious, so I have reserved a private room. You can go and have a look." Seeing her master in a daze, Feiying reminded her aloud.

Hearing what Fei Ying said, Duan Yange's eyebrows and eyes widened, with a smile on his face, he patted Fei Ying's shoulder lightly with the jade fan in his hand and said, "You really understand my temperament."

Feiying's face was expressionless, and Duan Yange saw that he was bored, so he stopped teasing him.The two went to the Drunken Rain Pavilion together.

This place really lived up to its reputation, the people queuing outside the building stood for a whole block, luckily Fei Ying put money in advance to book a seat, otherwise, even if the sun sets, it may not be able to taste the delicious food.

After entering the private room, Duan Yange sat down at the tea table and looked through the window, only to see the mountains surrounded by green water, and the sound of singing from the boat on the water, the blooming peonies outside the window, and the willow trees Elegant and elegant, it really is a good place to view the scenery.

But within a short time, the dishes Duan Yange ordered were brought up one by one. It's a pity that there are no beauties in the good food, good scenery and good wine.Looking up at Feiying, this piece of wood, it's better to forget it.

Just as he was thinking like this, there was a sudden sound of beating and killing from under the window. Duan Yange opened the window and looked down. It turned out that some reckless men were chasing a young man in white clothes. wonderful.

Duan Yange flew down from the window, dealt with those big men with a few tricks, took the man in white back to the room, and put him on the bed.

At this time, Duan Yange realized that this person's complexion was flushed/red, his breath/breath was thick/short, and his eyes became more and more blurred. It seemed that he must have been poisoned by aphrodisiac.After careful scrutiny, this person has a handsome face and fair skin, although he is not a stunning beauty, he is still passable.But at this time, his complexion was light pink, his clothes were in tatters, and a large piece of white and tender skin on his chest was exposed, and he had a different style.