You are heartbroken

There is an abandoned house outside the leader's mansion that belongs to the leader's mansion. It has been abandoned for a long time, and it is actually a dungeon underneath.

It is dark and damp, and the prisoners are all the heinous people in the rivers and lakes. It is full of rotten and disgusting smells, like corpses and blood entangled in the air, making people retch.The candlelight was lit on the wet and mottled wall, illuminating the darkness and decadence.

Xi Qingwei was pushed down the steps by several powerful people, he looked at the scene in front of him, yellowish and bloody, he couldn't help frowning slightly, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and he still didn't say a word.

The jailer at the front took out a bunch of keys from his waist and opened the iron door of a prison cell by the faint light. The people behind him backed him in, and locked the door again in a hurry. Xi Qingwei threw the key in his hand. It seemed to be mocking several times.

Xi Qingwei ignored it, sat cross-legged on the hardwood bed, looked around, the air was dull and disgusting, the cells in twos and threes were full of unkempt, disheveled and half-dead people, as if they had been tortured.Those people only looked up at him and let out giggling and sinister laughter, which was creepy to hear.

Xi Qingwei closed his eyes and ignored it and began to exercise, but suddenly found that he couldn't use it? !He frowned, and smelled the rotten smell in the air mixed with the faint and strange incense, probably it was the incense that caused it.But that's right, otherwise, how do you control these martial arts masters?He simply stopped working, closed his eyes and rested, and thought about the reasons for these things carefully, but he always felt that there was something missing that prevented him from connecting things together.

forget about it.He breathed a sigh of relief.

There was the sound of a bunch of keys opening the door, and a piece of light fell from the old stairs, in stark contrast to the dark and yellow cell.

Several figures slowly appeared, and he was the one who walked in the front—a handsome young man in white clothes, Lin Ziqing, with a faint smile on his lips, against the light, a somewhat dark smile .

Xi Qingwei opened his eyes and looked at him, he was standing in front of the prison door, separated by the iron gate.Behind them are four people, three of whom are unpredictable in martial arts, and a stooped man who is about forty years old, with a sinister and cunning face.

Xi Qingwei knew him, called Leng Xin, that's what he was called in the Jianghu, no one knew what his name was.He is famous only because of his cruel methods, even if an upright and fearless person falls into his hands, he will be tortured into a trick, life is worse than death.

"Yo, young master, is this the guy?" Leng Xin nodded and smiled, his mustache slightly tilted up, "Tsk tsk tsk, looking at the delicate skin and tender meat, I don't even dare to do it."

"Just let him recruit." He replied calmly, at least he can't let Xi Qingwei die now, he wants to make A Su give up before saying, "Don't let him die."

"Okay." said coldly, "bring him in."

Xi Qingwei sneered and said, "I can still trouble Mr. Leng to do it."

"Hmph, kid, you'll have to bear it later." Hearing Xi Qingwei call him Mr. Leng Xin, he liked Xi Qingwei a lot in his heart, but naturally he had to do things well when taking people's money.

The prisoners who were doing nothing in the cell had the color of watching a show in their eyes, but when they looked at Leng Xin, they showed a look of wanting to devour his blood and gnaw his bones. It seemed that they had been killed by Leng Xin.

Leng Xin was not afraid, and still smiled and turned around and said slowly, "...It's been a long time since I saw you all."

The three of them opened the cell door and pushed Xi Qingwei into the room deep in the dungeon. When the door was pushed open, the strong smell of blood and rotting corpses was suffocating. Lin Ziqing pursed his lips and his face was a little pale. , his body is weak and he has never smelled such a strong smell of death.

There are all kinds of torture instruments in the room, all of which are still clotted with coagulated blood. Under the swaying of the yellow fire, it is a bit like Raksha hell.

Two of them tied Xi Qingwei's iron chain tightly to the wooden cross, and stretched out a red streak on his white wrist, which was as tight and uncomfortable as being stretched to the bone, but he couldn't move. He pursed his mouth tightly and frowned slightly, Not saying a word.

"If Xi Qingwei recruits you all, that's fine, and it will save us time and effort." Lin Ziqing said coldly while sitting on the wooden chair.

All recruited?Wouldn't it be okay to think that he was so stupid?If he was really recruited, he might not be able to get out alive. Even if he escaped, it would be a shame.

He chuckled, "Ziqing, what do you want me to recruit?"

Calling is not unfamiliar at all, just like when he first met A Su, he also called Ziqing, and he always called like this after knowing it.He really disgusted their tacit understanding.

He stood up and said to Leng Xin, "I'll leave this to you."

After finishing speaking, he looked back at Xi Qingwei who was dressed in white like an immortal, then turned and left, heh, he was going to find someone.

Xi Qingwei frowned, feeling like Lin Ziqing knew something.

Leng Xin just smiled all over his face, "I'm sorry, my lord, if you do it, it will be less painful!"

Xi Qingwei looked at him with calm eyes but said nothing.

Leng Xin's face turned blue, and he flicked his sleeves slightly and said to the three people standing beside him, "Hmph, serve him with a whip!"

One of them nodded and went forward to fetch a whip—a whip with barbs!It was also stained with dry and thick black blood, which made people retch.

The man used his internal strength to swing his whip, making a low crackling sound in the air, and landed viciously on Xi Qingwei's white clothes!The barb slashed through the meat and hooked out fine minced meat, and the white clothes were instantly torn to the point of embarrassment, stained into a deep red and warm color!

A whip will tear the skin apart!Xi Qingwei pursed her thin lips tightly, frowned her brows lightly, a few traces of cold sweat flowed from between her brows, her complexion was extremely pale!

How can it not hurt? !He didn't say a word, his indifferent appearance made Leng Xin a little frustrated, Leng Xin's eyes turned cold, "Go ahead, hit him until he screams!"

"Yes."

As soon as the words fell, another whip fell, using more internal force, and the falling force was a little bit stronger, as if it was about to hit the bone, the burning pain made Xi Qingwei pale and weak.The white clothes are dyed with red clothes, so that they are so enchanting and desolate.

He cannot fall.He thought, he had to go out, Su You was still waiting for him.

Xi Qingwei thinks of Ping'an Village, of small wine shops, of Xi Suyou by iron chains, the corners of his mouth slightly curved into a slight arc, his eyes are somewhat blurred, and the blue hair is wet with sweat and sticks to his fair face, very messy.The white and slender fingers were clenched into fists, the pads of the fingers were white, and the wrists were bleeding from the iron chain.

"Mr. Leng... this..." The man turned his head slightly and looked hesitant. Xi Qingwei's body was covered with scars and blood stains, and he couldn't bear to look directly at him.

Looking at it coldly, Xi Qingwei still didn't say a word, his appearance really resembled some god who descended to earth, extremely indifferent and poignant, "Continue!"

"...This." He was troubled, "Mr. Lin told me that people can't die..."

"Just this bit of flesh and blood can kill him?" He squinted and mocked, "Pour some hot salt water on him to wake him up, and it would be boring to pass out."

Xi Qingwei was unconscious, her eyes were half-opened, and her vision was blurry and indistinct, but she could hear her words clearly, cold-hearted, heh, naturally I, Xi Qingwei, would not fall down like this.

The water splashed from his body was hot, so hot that the wound was burning, and it was salt water, which made the unconscious wound instantly painful like an electric shock. Finally, I realized what it means to sprinkle salt on a wound, it really hurts It makes life worse than death, even the bones seem to be shaking!

Xi Qingwei's pale eyebrows were twisted into twists, and she bit her lower lip tightly with her white teeth, even biting warm blood, but she didn't feel it.

Leng Xin walked to the coals, picked up the tongs, and held an iron block on the tongs. The iron block was roasting enthusiastically in the fire, as if even the air had been dried, and there was a faint crackling sound and scorched smell.

After a long time, Leng Xin walked up to Xi Qingwei with her head down, holding the poker which was so hot that it was smoking thickly, and smiled sinisterly.

Xi Qingwei raised his head slightly with difficulty, his vision was blurred, he couldn't use his strength at all, he couldn't even speak, he never expected that he would be in such a mess one day.

"Son, how does it feel? Can you recruit or not? The old man has a lot of ways to get you to talk." He squinted his eyes, turned his back to the light, and cast a shadow.

Xi Qingwei's eyes were half-closed, a little blurred, her voice was extremely soft, without vibrating the vocal cords, and the words slowly protruded, "...Dream."

He listened coldly, his face turned ashen for a moment, without saying a word, he immediately pressed the poker which was still smoking curlingly on Xi Qingwei's chest, making a burning sound of "嗞嗞", Xi Qingwei's complexion He became paler and bit his lower lip harder, that piece of meat seemed to be burning, as if it had burned into the bone, and the burnt smell permeated the entire room, profusely sweating.

"Huh!" Leng Xin snorted coldly, and pulled out the tongs that were about to fuse with the meat. With a "hiss——" a word the size of a quarter of a palm appeared on his anxious chest—"Sin!" ".

... so tired.Xi Qingwei closed her eyes slightly, feeling drowsy, her hair covered her fair and bloodless cheeks, like a dead person, her breathing was weak but gentle.

"Mr. Leng..."

"Hmph!" Seeing Xi Qingwei fainted, Leng Xin said, "Bring him back to the cell and handcuff him with iron chains."

"Yes."

The three of them rudely dragged Xi Qingwei to the cell, leaving a striking and bloody mark on the ground.

Throwing him on the straw pile, the ice strangled his cold wrists in the iron chain on the broken wall, like a butterfly with broken wings, its weak body can move when the wind blows.

So relieved, no pain at all.

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Lin Ziqing said that he was going to find someone, but he came to Fentao Valley. The romance of peach blossoms in Fentao Valley is still fascinating, and he wants to enjoy this beautiful scenery alone.

The soft petals brushed over his face, leaving a scent, or they fell on the shoulders of his black hair and white clothes, becoming a unique embellishment.

Ayun knew everything Ziqing had done from An An, so he naturally thought he was a traitor. She was a little surprised to see him come back, she was still enchanting, she stepped forward, covered her mouth with a smile and said, "Oh, this is not Lin Da. Young master? Why is the young master not afraid of death?"

Lin Ziqing glanced at A Yun calmly as always, and said, "Yun'er, I want to see A Su."

"That's unreasonable! You can call Ah Su?!" Ah Yun's face darkened suddenly, and his voice was filled with anger, "Mr. Lin is already an enemy, so don't challenge my bottom line like this! Really, I, Yun'er Will he kill you? Even if he offends Leng! I really was blind when I rescued you!"

Lin Ziqing didn't care what she said at all, "If Ah Su doesn't see me, he will regret it for the rest of his life."

"You!" Ayun stared slightly, and was about to say something, but was interrupted.

"...Ayun!" It was Zhong Liqi, wearing white clothes still wearing peach blossom petals all over the sky, using lightness kung fu, she frowned and said, "Master Gu sees him."

"What?!" Ah Yun couldn't appease his anger, but he could only agree and stop blocking.

Zhong Liqi signaled Yun'er not to worry with his eyes, and then led Lin Ziqing to the Fentao Hall.

Ah Yun bit her thin lip slightly, if you harm Ah Su again, I will kill you!

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