Rebirth: How to tease the leader of the Demon Cult

Chapter 52

Mu Changfeng stretched out his hand and lightly touched the place where Duan Yange kissed just now, his eyelashes trembled, he didn't know what it was like, turned over, his head was covered, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.He couldn't help feeling a little angrily in his heart, if this person hadn't come back suddenly, he wouldn't have suffered from insomnia for such a long time, obviously he didn't remember that he couldn't sleep because he couldn't worry about that person.

When dawn was approaching, Mu Changfeng finally fell asleep vaguely, but he had been sleeping unsteadily, but he woke up again after half an hour, but this time he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

After washing up, Mu Changfeng opened the door, and the fresh morning air rushed in. Mu Changfeng took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that the haze in his heart had gone a lot.It happened that the Altar Master Su came over and saluted immediately when he saw him get up.Mu Changfeng knew from his tired appearance that he probably hadn't slept all night, so he smiled slightly and said, "Altar Master Su has worked hard."

Su Heng quickly said: "It should be." Then he said: "The Shadow Guard has replaced the three of Gu Mei Nine Shadows, and they are now locked in the dungeon."

Mu Changfeng nodded.

Then Su Heng pointed to the room next to Mu Changfeng and said, "Leader Duan is next to you. He came back at Yinshi last night and should be asleep at the moment. Do you think it's necessary to ask him to get up and interrogate Gumei Jiuying? "

Mu Changfeng said: "No need, he slept late last night." After speaking, Mu Changfeng took the sword and went to the back mountain to practice swords.At this moment, Duan Yange, who just woke up, had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the words just now were regarded as caring for him.Then he shook his head helplessly, this duplicity guy, when will he admit his feelings for him, what a headache.

Mu Changfeng put away his sword after practicing for half an hour, turned around and saw Duan Yange standing aside with a glass of water, and laughed when he saw him stop.Mu Changfeng walked over, unceremoniously took the water and drank it all in one gulp, the last few drops slipped from his chin and entered his open collar.Duan Yange couldn't help feeling distracted watching it.

Seeing him staring at his collar, Mu Changfeng suddenly realized why he was looking like this, and immediately pulled his collar and quickly walked in front of Duan Yange to cover up his momentary embarrassment.

Duan Yange walked behind him, stroking his chin with a rippling smile.

The two returned to the dining room to have breakfast, and then went to the dungeon together. Gu Mei Jiuying was locked in the innermost room, and now she still looks swollen with a swollen head and face, which looks scary but funny.

Mu Changfeng took out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom, and sprinkled it on the three people casually, within half a quarter of an hour, the swelling of the three people disappeared, and after about a stick of incense, the three people finally woke up leisurely .

Mu Changfeng nodded to the six guards around him, and the guards immediately stepped forward, one at a time, lifting up all three of them and entering a room.

Duan Yange quietly followed behind Mu Changfeng without saying a word, and did not walk into the first room with Mu Changfeng until the six guards came out and said they were ready.

The room was very large and empty, only two people and the boss tied to a pillar.

When the boss woke up and saw Mu Changfeng and Duan Yange, he couldn't help being startled, and after realizing his situation, he showed an expression of extreme fear.

Duan Yange sneered, he thought he was some kind of hero, but it turned out that he was also a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death.

Mu Changfeng narrowed his eyes, his eyes flashed brightly, and got straight to the point: "Tell me, who told you to kill Duan Yange?"

Gu Mei Jiuying twisted her head, and said very forcefully: "The rules of the rivers and lakes, there is no comment. If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you."

Mu Changfeng smiled slightly, took the whip from the guard's hand, and stretched his hands a little longer: "I don't know this whip with barbs, He Ying, you still like it."

Sure enough, He Ying's body visibly trembled, and Mu Changfeng whipped up violently with internal force, and then heard a tragic cry.He Ying's clothes were torn, and the barbs were covered with welts, making him look extremely terrifying.This whip is much stronger than the usual twenty whips.

"Come on, let's talk about it." Mu Changfeng stood with his arms folded, and looked at He Ying with a smile. The smile was so bright that it didn't fit in this gloomy torture room.

He Ying turned his head to one side and said the same thing, but his voice was much weaker.His already hoarse voice, like two pieces of aluminum rubbing against each other, became even more ear-piercing.

"It seems that I want to taste the taste of this whip again." Mu Changfeng raised his hand, dipped the whip in the salt water, and whipped it hard on He Ying's back. He Ying said in pain Can't speak, can only hear the sound of panting in the throat.

"He Ying," Mu Changfeng walked around him and symbolically whipped the whip twice. It didn't take much effort, but for He Ying who was already covered in scars at this time, it was already torture. Leo: "Have you ever heard of stick shape?"

He Ying paused, and his lips began to tremble. When Mu Changfeng spoke with such a gentle smile, it was often when he was the most ruthless. Simple.

"It seems that you haven't heard of it," Mu Changfeng smiled more gently, "Then I will show you mercy and tell you."

Duan Yange's eyelids moved slightly. This was the punishment that Mu Changfeng had seen with his own eyes. It is said that his punishment was extremely severe. Duan Yange suddenly felt a little sympathetic to He Ying. Then he thought that He Ying had practiced that evil martial arts without knowing how to suck it. No matter how many women's blood and how many innocent lives he has killed, he doesn't feel sorry for him.

"Stick punishment, also known as stake punishment, he has a nice name," Mu Changfeng paused lightly, "smile. Use a wooden stake to pass through the mouth, hammer it in, and put the stick through it. Pass your internal organs, and then use a stick to stand you upright. I will feed you a great tonic, and you will not die for three days and three nights. He Ying, do you still like it?"

Duan Yange was slightly taken aback. This punishment seemed to be not much different from the sandalwood punishment, only a little milder, but it was also cruel.

After hearing this, He Ying's whole body began to tremble, and her lips couldn't stop trembling.

"If you tell the truth, I will kill you with poison. If you don't cooperate well, then this punishment will be used on you." Mu Changfeng walked around He Ying and said: "Actually, I don't want you to cooperate so much. After all, I haven't executed this kind of stick punishment on anyone yet."

"Come on, let's talk." Mu Changfeng turned around and sat back on the chair, rubbing his thumb and index finger leisurely, as if he and He Ying in front of him were close friends, and the two of them were just chatting in a very ordinary way Same.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and Mu Changfeng raised his voice, "Come in!"

The four shadow guards entered one after the other, and they were the four who were in charge of supervising and interrogating the second and third children of Gu Mei Nine Shadows.

"Master," the leader took a step forward, "Those two people have already confessed."

The smile on Mu Changfeng's face was even brighter, and his eyes looked straight at He Ying's direction and said: "Did you hear that, your brothers have already told the truth, so it's up to you to say it or not. But this I want to tell you, if what you say doesn't match the two of them, I will still use the stick on you. I know the answer, and I can still watch a torture performance. Why not do it! "

He Ying's lips trembled, her legs and feet became even weaker, and she was so frightened that she lost control of her lower body: "I said, I said..."

Mu Changfeng nodded.

He Ying said: "It was Guan Qingyue, it was Guan Qingyue who asked us to kill Duan Yange."

Mu Changfeng turned his head and looked at Duan Yange, both of them saw confusion in each other's eyes.Guan Qingyue, what kind of deep hatred does he have with Duan Yange, why pay such a huge price to kill him.

Mu Changfeng asked, "Does it match what those two said?"

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"Tell me about the specific situation." Mu Changfeng said, "Don't lie."

"Yes, yes," He Ying nodded again and again: "Guan Qingyue said that he can't let go of every obstacle that might become her getting the leader Mu."

"That's it?"

"That's it," He Ying said: "I overheard this, it should be true. Please, give me the poison/medicine so that I can live and die in peace."

Mu Changfeng closed his eyes, took out three pills from his sleeve, and handed them to the shadow guards to feed the boss, the second and the third.Almost at the same time as the medicine was administered, all three died.

"Take it to the mass grave and bury it." Mu Changfeng ordered, and walked out of the dungeon with Duan Yange.

The sun outside was scorching, and the autumn tiger was still quite fierce, and the air was sultry and hot.

"I didn't kill people." Mu Changfeng turned his head and said at the same time, Duan Yange also said: "I didn't catch people."

The two looked at each other and smiled, seeing each other's trust in each other's eyes, and walked across the covered bridge together to the gazebo.The wind gradually picked up, and with the water vapor from the lake, it finally felt slightly cooler, and it was not so hot and dry.

Su Heng had already prepared herbal tea and a jar of aged Nurhong for them. Drinking in the middle of the lake now has a special taste.

Taking a shallow sip of tea, Mu Changfeng asked: "Why do you trust me so much? No one in your Wulin League said that this incident was not done by me. It's really so muddy and untouched, and clean and clear. Demon?"

"Everyone is drunk and I am sober." Duan Yange slapped the wine jar open with a palm: "Besides, there are still people who believe it."

"Who?" Hearing this, Mu Changfeng raised his head suddenly, with a look of disbelief on his face, "You righteous people still have people who can trust me."

"My master," Duan Yange said, "and my teacher's wife."

Seeing Mu Changfeng's more puzzled expression, Duan Yange continued to explain: "My master has always been able to distinguish right from wrong and speak with facts and evidence. My mistress is deeply influenced by him, so naturally it is the same. By the way, you have seen my mistress. "

Mu Changfeng frowned slightly, thinking carefully whether he had ever seen a woman appearing next to Duan Yange.It's just that I didn't think of it after racking my brains.

"One of the elders of the Wulin League—Cen Lang." Duan Yange smiled slightly: "It's a pity that the two of them have been entangled with each other for so long, and they still haven't gotten married. I really don't know what to say."

Mu Changfeng's face suddenly became inexplicably impressive. The word "entanglement" seemed to apply to him and Duan Yange as well.

"The Tianxuan Sect is independent from other martial arts sects, so he will basically not participate in martial arts conferences and other things. He only came to accompany me when I came here for a martial arts competition three years ago. Of course, the more likely reason is to meet My teacher's wife. This year when such a big event happened in the martial arts conference, my master wrote to Master Zhilin, the abbot of Shaolin, telling him not to be swayed by other people's opinions, and to speak for evidence when necessary."

When he said this, Duan Yange seemed a little proud. In the end, Duan Yange said: "I don't have a master like Duanmu Jinghua, so you don't have to worry that you and I will embark on such a road of no return."

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There was nothing in yesterday's chapter, but I was tired after waiting for a high-level trial for a whole day.Just be happy, I may add more tomorrow.