Silver whip is a special method of yuhetang. The things on silver whip can consume the mental power of Summoner and mental master in a certain period of time. In this way, the mental power in the body can't be used to heal automatically when being tortured, and the mental power can't be used to stop the pain.
However, for people with high level of mental ability, it's nothing, such as Fuqiang.
Fu Qiang did not dare to talk back to Duanmu Yancong, so he had to find the blood sacrifice himself.
When they left, Duanmu Yancong said, "where's Yunjin?"
"Let Yingning be locked up." Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of something: "by the way, it seems that Yingning is gone too..."
Duanmu Yancong gave a faint "um". When he wanted to speak, a voice that he didn't want to hear rang out: "Duanmu."
Beituo then turned around and saw Tianming happily walking towards them. When he saw Beituo, he had a little vision
"Is this the king of beituoxuan? Why are you here? "
Beituo and these Royal people didn't like politeness, and his tone was very bad: "although I'm king Xuan, I'm not under the jurisdiction of the princess, right?"
"You Tianming's face suddenly turned red. There was a Nangong Jin who frustrated him before. Now there is a Beituo who likes to talk back to him. What kind of evil did he do? The patriarchal clan met these people!
"Well, you go in first, and I'll come when I finish." Duanmu Yancong pulled through the sky, the voice slowed down a lot, a pair of rising peach blossom eyes gave out a gentle look.
Tianming seems to have no resistance to Duanmu Yancong. When he heard Duanmu Yancong talking to himself, his heart softened and he nodded obediently: "well, I know." Then he went into the room.
When Tianming's figure came into the room, Duanmu Yancong's gentle expression had disappeared, and was replaced by a piece of cold.
Beituo looked at Duanmu Yancong's expression, and his doubts became even greater: "by the way, I haven't asked you about this matter. What's the matter with Tianming
?” Beituo stood up, looked at the direction of Tianming's disappearance, and then looked at Duanmu Yancong: "you and Tianming? What's going on? What about Nangong Jin? "
Duanmu Yancong didn't answer in silence. He didn't want to say more about that day, but he knew that if Nangong Jin knew, she would be angry.
Looking at Duanmu Yancong's silent expression, Beituo was also a little worried. He said to Duanmu Yancong, "what's the matter with you? You don't know about Nangong Jin, do you? If ah Jin is not happy, what are you going to do? What's more, there is no part of Tianming in your plan. What are you going to do with Tianming? "
"I'll take care of my own business." Duanmu Yancong looked at Beituo, his eyes were a little cold: "you just do your duty well."
Beituo looked at Duanmu Yancong's indifferent expression, and suddenly returned to the time when he first saw Duanmu Yancong. At that time, the young man's beautiful face appeared in front of everyone, but he only extended his hand to her and said with a smile: "come with me?"
It was from then on that Bei Tuo finally immersed himself in this young world.
For this teenager, she didn't have much love, but she did
I'm very grateful. In the darkest days of her life, pull her out and let her understand that she is not different from others. I've seen him gently take away people's lives, treat his beloved gently, kill people without blinking an eye, and be indifferent.
But for so many years, in front of her, for the first time, he appeared such a cold look.
Bei Tuo took a deep breath and said, "I know."
Of course, she should do her duty well, but she should also care about many other things.
Nangong Jin is a crucial part of the whole plan, so we can't let Nangong Jin have an accident.
When he left, Duanmu Yancong himself went to the prison.
Yunjin is being held in that place at the moment.
He also wanted to ask why Yunjin leaked Nangong Jin's whereabouts. Without Yunjin, he would not have been where he is today.
The cells were dark and deep.
The door of the cell was opened with a squeak.
Yunjin shrinks in her cell. She's miserable these days. Yingning doesn't give her a good life. Her body was destroyed by herself when she was against Nangong Jin. So at this time, it's even worse.
Hearing the sound of opening the door, Yunjin looked up and saw Duanmu Yancong was still so good-looking. She came over with a relaxed but firm step. But the first sentence really made her feel like she was in a quagmire.
"Who gave you the confidence? Heaven and hell? "
There is no Prelude at all, he asked directly.
Yunjin took a look at Duanmu Yancong. The next moment, he covered his face tightly: "I... I don't know..."
"You enter my Dan pharmacy and steal my" Xuli "Dan, which makes you have a certain foundation as a prophet who can't cultivate your mental ability. I think you want to kill Nangong Jin in the chaos?"
Duanmu Yancong leisurely tunnel, but the eyes are extremely sharp, he knows Nangong Jin is impossible to let Yunjin hurt, but against Yunjin this want to hurt Nangong Jin heart, absolutely unforgivable!
"Yes! I just don't want her alive! " Yunjin's eyes suddenly burst out a fierce chill: "why should she? She's nothing! She... "
Words were stuck in the throat, Duanmu Yancong showed no weakness, hand tightly pinched her neck, eyes slightly narrowed: "she can't turn to you!" With that, he whipped Yunjin to the ground, without any pity for jade. His voice was cold to the extreme: "I remember I told you, nangongjin, if you dare to move, I will make your life worse than death."
"I... cough... I'm a linguist, you need me... You need, you won't let me die... Cough..." Yunjin coughed and said the words.
Duanmu Yancong raised his mouth and sneered: "my plan has been disrupted by you, so it doesn't matter if you are not in the plan now." Then he opened his fingers, and Yunjin felt that his body was out of control and flew to Duanmu Yancong's hand. Duanmu Yancong tightened his hand and stared at Yunjin's eyes: "originally, you could stay in my territory, at least you could live a carefree life. Now it seems that you don't want such a life."
As he said this, he tightened his hand, and a frightening chill burst out in his eyes: "well, if I let you die now, it's no use
What do you mean? " Just as Duanmu Yancong was talking, the strength in his hand was getting stronger and stronger, and Yunjin felt the air getting thinner and thinner.