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Chapter 177 Dragon Emperor (70)

She hid her breathing, then leaned sideways against the wall outside the window, released the power of her soul, and watched the movement inside.

"Miss Sima, I advise you to tell the place where the spiritual veins are hidden, otherwise, the poisonous whip under my command will not be a vegetarian!"

The fourth deacon stared fiercely in front of him. At this moment, he and other deacons surrounded Sima Cuihua who was tied to the iron pillar for interrogation.

Next to him, the master of the Feather Wing Sect was sitting leisurely, looking at Sima Cuihua who was covered in injuries, with expressions of thoughtfulness and displeasure from time to time.

The thinking was about the issue of spiritual veins, and the displeasure was naturally due to Sima Cuihua's lack of understanding and unwillingness to let go.

"...Ahem, I said I don't know, I just don't know. How many times do you have to ask, I have never seen any spiritual veins at all, what do you want me to say?! Ahem..."

Sima Cuihua, who was already a disabled person, looked very sluggish, with various scars intertwined on his body, it seemed that he had been used a lot.

Her expression was in pain, even her pretty face was now stained with blood, and she couldn't see her original appearance clearly, only her emotions could be vaguely discerned.

Until now, Sima Cuihua was in a daze. On this day, she suffered an unprecedented blow.

First, her strength disappeared inexplicably, and now she was tortured to ask about her spiritual veins. She really felt that she was too wronged.

Although she was not a good person, she didn't know anything about the spiritual pulse in the other party's mouth.

However, no matter how she explained, the other party was determined not to believe her, so she had no other choice but to deny it over and over again.

Sima Cuihua was dying and said: "Ahem... Please, let me go! I'm already a useless person, and I don't pose any threat to you. Why do you treat me like this, a weak woman..."

"Cough cough cough, and, I... I really don't know what spiritual veins are, I swear to God, I really don't understand anything, please let me go!"

This... The four deacons were stunned for a moment, but then their expressions became firm again. This woman must be pretending to be pitiful on purpose. In the end, she was the only one who survived in the whole Hengcun. Wasn't she a ghost?

Thinking of this, the chief deacon wanted to whip at Sima Cuihua a few times, but was stopped by the master of the Wing Wing Sect at a critical moment.

He frowned and said: "Forget it, give her a life-extending pill, and the trial will be held tomorrow. She has no strength, and if you keep beating her, she will die!"

"Also, when tomorrow comes, we must pry her mouth open, at all costs!"

It can be seen from this that what Sheng Yiqing, a peerless powerhouse, told them, coupled with their own imagination, no matter the four deacons or the master of the Wing Wing Sect, they all knew that Sima Cuihua was the one who stole the spiritual vein , firmly believe it.

Several deacons looked at each other, then stopped immediately, cupped their fists and saluted the Master of the Feather Wing Sect who had already walked out, "Yes! Congratulations, Master!"

The window and door of the interrogation room were not on the same wall, so Sheng Yiqing did not hide when the master of the wing door came out.

As soon as the head of the sect left, the fourth deacon slowly took out a pill, squeezed Sima Cuihua's face and stuffed it into her mouth.

Then he took out a handkerchief and wiped it vigorously. Looking at the strength, those who didn't know thought he had put his hand into the latrine.

"Oh! It's really cheap for you!" Saying that, the fourth deacon broke the iron chain tied to her body.

"Let's go and let her take care of her body by herself. I just don't know if she can survive tomorrow's criminal law."

After speaking, several people smiled and turned to leave.

(End of this chapter)