Dragon Emperor, Martial God

The northeastern foothills of Yunmeng Mountain, the dangerous peaks everywhere, are deep mountains and dense forests, opposite the two dangerous peaks of Longyun Mountain. Copy address access

These seven or eight dangerous peaks are arched into a ring, forming a large basin in the middle.

It is said to be a basin, but that is relative to the peak of the mountain. Compared with sea level, the elevation of the basin is also above 700 meters.

This kind of place is the real deep forests that people often say, and they are inaccessible all the year round.

But here, there is actually a deep house compound. This large courtyard sits north facing south and is built on the mountain. The layers are distinct and patchwork. The area is not much different from the home of the Ling family.

It is of course impossible to construct such a house in such a place. It is impossible to transport the building materials from the outside, but to directly take the materials locally. The main materials are rock and wood.

But even so, the construction of such a house here, the human and material resources consumed are naturally large, showing the power of the owner of the house.

Here, nature is the Mozong genius organization, the headquarters of the Beijing branch.

In this large house, there are now more than a hundred King-level killers in the genocide organization, and there are eight kings of killers.

The genocide organization, from the first layer to the sixth layer of congenital, collectively known as the king of heaven, these people are used to assassinate the ancient Wumen and the hidden family of China.

Once the king breaks through the seven layers of the innate, it will automatically become the king of the killer. These people will not be dispatched unless there is a big event in the killing, or if they want to assassinate some sectarian guardians, the elders, and the head.

Otherwise, they usually live here all the year round, responsible for managing and training those Kings killers.

In addition to the more than 100 Uranus killers and the eight kings of the killers, there are two leaders in the Beijing branch.

The two chief and deputy commanders, respectively, called the ruthless and the empty and non-hate, are the other two sons of Sikong Tu.

Now, Sikong is ruthless and Sikong has no hate. He is sitting outside the secret room where Ling Xiao is imprisoned, and leisurely drinking tea. Waiting for their father, come out of the secret room.

"Big brother, Sikong Wuji, the guy went to Qingshui City to deal with Lingyun, this has been more than a month, or no news, you said he is hanging?"

Si Kong has no hate and is strong, and the body is like a bear. He wore a black outfit and his muscles were bulging. I looked indifferently and asked for tea.

Of course, he used to pass the sound.

Sikong is ruthless, the company is empty, and there is no hate. Although it is the son of Sikongtu, it is not a mother. Therefore, there is almost no relationship between them, talking about each other's life and death. Also like a stranger.

"Oh, you ask me who I am going to ask? Anyway, I have arranged for people to investigate for more than a month. As a result, the sea is sinking, and there is no news at the Hudong branch."

Sikong is also a black suit. He is tall and thin, and his hair is scattered. Faceless, sharp-eyed, faint.

After that, Sikong ruthlessly screamed: "Hey! He wants to marry the bloodstain knife? We have so many days of the Son, he wants to be the devil, as our boss. Even if it is really dead, I am looking for death!"

"I don't know if he died, but..."

Sikong said ruthlessly, his chin was gently raised, pointing to the direction of the door of the Chamber of Secrets, sneer: "The one inside is now crazy."

The name of the ruthless sorrow is not white, and even the father of the secret room is too lazy to shout.

The expression on Sikong’s hateful face was somewhat gloating. The yin and yang whispered: "Hey, he caught the enemy, it was originally for the big man in his heart, and now a son is still missing, not crazy."

Sikong had no hate to ridicule their father, and turned to the front, and asked: "Big brother, you said that today the father suddenly called us, what is the matter?"

Sikong ruthlessly frowned, Shen Sheng said: "I heard that there are many things, one thing you know, the old opponent who has been fighting with him for 18 years, the hidden dangers are not scattered, these days have come to the door again, this half a month ago After killing a lot of Uranus killers."

Sikong did not hate and laughed and said: "Hey, life and death are accompanied by sorrow, this woman is also fighting for the son of Yin Qingxi."

Speaking of this matter, Sikong is very ruthless and very moved. He shook his head and said: "Yes, to say that the Yinqing 璇 brought out the cockroach, this bluebird is naturally the strongest. In that year, she did not hesitate to use the scorpion to keep the cockroaches. The method of body, holding the old man to the cliff, and returning to the father to plant life and death with each other, this child is so strong, even we can not compare."

"The woman who came out of Miaojiang is jealous."

Sikong ruthlessly emphasized one sentence and turned to smile: "However, although she has been tossed by her for so many years, she can't go anywhere, not only the whole body is retrograde, her face is completely destroyed, and even the whole person becomes crazy. In my heart, I only have the obsession of killing the old man. It is estimated that she does not even know who she is."

"This blue bird can't beat the old man, but her light work has got the true biography of Yin Qingying. It is really good. The body is better than the ghost. Once she escapes, the old man can't catch up with her, so she called us."

"If she dares to come again, the old man wants us to help, and the three together, killing her in one fell swoop!"

Sikong did not hate to listen, and smiled and nodded: "Well, killing is good, clean and neat! Otherwise the father is estimated to be completely tossed by her crazy."

"So, what about other things?"

Obviously, Sikong has no hate for their father and son to jointly kill the blue bird, and has absolute confidence. Therefore, he said something, and asked others.

Sikong ruthlessly said: "The other two things, to be more important, are two people. One is Lingyun, the other, and the other is naturally the night star."

"Lingyun has risen strongly in Qingshui City, but its identity is unknown. However, according to my estimation, he is ninety-nine of the species born by Ling Xiao and Yin Qing!"

"In recent months, Lingyun suddenly came up against the sky and defeated the eight major schools in China. The night star is still doing things, and it frequently appears in Qingshui City. What does this mean?"

Sikong has no hate to pick up a brutal and sneer: "That is, if Lingyun is really the son of Ling Xiao, then he will definitely come to Beijing to recognize his ancestors, and once he recognizes his ancestors, the night stars will naturally Will stand on his side completely, then..."

Sikong ruthlessly answered: "So. It is the time when Lingjia really broke the door!"

Sikong’s hateful face flashed a touch of cruelty and sneer: “Hey, no wonder the old man let us come back at this time. Big Brother, let’s say it first, after we have destroyed Lingjia, the night star’s hoof is my, you Don't grab me!"

Sikong ruthlessly leaned his ears and listened to the sound of the sound coming from the secret room. The corner of his mouth picked up a happy smile and said: "No interest."

......

at this time. In the secret room next door to the two.

Ling Xiao’s body was tied to a cross made of wood, and the head was distributed. The whole person had already been tortured and not adult!

That's right, the whole person was nailed to the cross wooden frame. It was made of large steel nails of 20 cm long. The whole person was nailed to the wood.

Ling Xiao's hands and hands, two arms, and two legs. As well as the two feet and the instep, they were nailed with nails. The big steel nails were worn with the bones and bones, and they were nailed into the wood behind them. Ling Xiao could not move.

For more than a month, his eating and drinking Lazard has been carried out in this state, and the entire secret room has long been stinking.

Ling Xiao's jaw. It has been picked up by Sikong, and Dantian is sealed. It is impossible to bite the tongue or break the meridians.

And Ling Xiao at this time, squatting down. There is no complete place on the body. Even the original handsome face is rolled up by the knife-cut skin. As his pain trembles, the **** rotten meat actually hangs there. The swaying.

This is the case on the face, Ling Xiao's appearance can be imagined, there are knife wounds everywhere. It is often the old wounds that have not healed, and the skin is instantly cut off, as long as he is not the place to be harmed, it is so, almost no good meat can be found.

And the pain is just one.

You know, in the past, more than a month, but in the summer, this house is in the mountains, and the mosquitoes are naturally indispensable, especially at night, Ling Xiao is full of flesh and blood, but also suffers from the bites of mosquitoes. The itching and pain of **** flesh is endless torture.

Now if there are ordinary people coming in and seeing Ling Xiao’s look, the courage is small and can be scared to death directly!

This secret room, where is the world, is simply a mink hell!

Even so, Ling Xiao still can't die, just because of the person who tortured him, is the congenital nine-story Sikong Tu!

"Oh!"

Sikong Tu stretched out his hand and tore off a piece of flesh from Ling Xiao’s shoulder. The yin test smirked and said: “Hey, Ling Xiao, how is it that I’m doing it?”

"Every night I ate my medicine, but the fire was burned but I couldn't move. I still have to bear the taste of countless mosquito ants biting on my body. I feel bad."

Yes, there is still a place in Ling Xiao’s body. It’s his lower body. In order to torture him, Sikongtu arranged for him to take medicine every night and then give him an antidote in the morning, once a day.

"Hey!"

Sikong Tuyu smiled and put his hands together. He pulled out the two steel nails nailed at Lingxiao's elbow. He slammed two times and moved another inch. He plunged in again!

"Ok……"

Ling Xiao finally made a sigh, and he slammed it hard, and he screamed at the blood and stared at Sikong Tu.

"Hey, you oh! Hey!"

Sikong Tuxiao smiled and said with cruelty: "Dare to grab a woman with me, this is your end!"

He spoke, bowed his head, stared at Ling Xiao's lower body, and smiled and said: "I don't hurt here, right? Is it so difficult? Oh, you can rest assured, let you cool for a few more days, then I will Cut it down and feed the wolf!"

"Sir...Shangdu...you~www.wuxiaspot.com~you will not die!"

Ling Xiao’s eyes are cracked, and he uses all his strength to make a word.

Sikong Tu haha ​​laughed: "Hey, how do I die, I don't know, but your Ling family will soon be out! I tell you..."

At this moment, Sikong Tu, who was in a black fog, suddenly stopped talking and turned to look outside the house.

At this time, in a jungle outside the house, a black thin figure, a mask of black gauze, as if a ghost appeared there.

"Hey! The ghost is not scattered, the blue bird, today I will have you come back!"

Sikong Tu slammed coldly and left Ling Xiao directly. He came to the door of the secret room and opened the door and walked out.

"Relentless, no hate, follow me!" (To be continued.)

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