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4 Torture
? Over there, Tang Ling was tied to the cross as soon as he entered the dark room. The iron chains made his wrists hurt.
The black cloth in front of him was finally torn away, Tang Ling's eyes were blurred, and he could only vaguely see two figures in black and various unknown utensils hanging on the wall.
Snapped!A long whip came towards him without any warning, hitting his ankle, and the burning pain made Tang Ling's eyes clear.
This is a torture chamber.Hanging on the wall were all kinds of horrific instruments of torture that he had never seen before. His ankles were shackled and his wrists were chained to the rack, unable to move at all.The two people in the room were also disciples of the Ming Cult according to their clothes. One was holding a long whip, and the other was holding a cold dagger, staring at him covetously.Tang Ling shuddered at the gaze they cast from the same different-colored eyes as Lu Misheng.Lu Misheng was merciful and tortured him until he was dying. They would definitely be more unscrupulous than Lu Misheng. Tang Ling was a little worried about his situation.
This time, he has little contact with the Tang Sect, so they probably won't find out his disappearance in a short time. If they want to escape, they can only rely on themselves.But what should I do now?
He also didn't know what Mingjiao wanted to get from him.
"Central Plains." The Mingjiao disciple looked at him coldly, and waved the whip in his hand.
Another person also spoke: "As long as you are willing to speak, we will not make things difficult for you."
"..." Tang Ling frowned and remained silent.
"I heard that your Tang Sect also knows the art of hiding?"
Tang Ling's heart shuddered, their idea actually hit Tangjiabao's secret technique Glimpse!
"Speak. How can I exercise my skills to avoid harm while hiding?"
Before he finished speaking, another whip lashed Tang Ling's chest fiercely. A red mark was drawn on the open chest, and fine drops of blood oozed out.
This is the highest martial art of the Tang Sect, and it can only be achieved by opening up strange acupoints, so how could he leak it to foreign teachers!
Tang Ling gasped, gritted his teeth and remained silent.
Seeing that he didn't respond, the whip roared like a poisonous snake again, scarring Tang Ling's chest again.
Tang Ling endured the pain and turned his head away.
Another person approached, straightened his head vigorously, looked at his delicate mask with a contemptuous smile, and gently cut the other half of his face with the cold blade.Tang Ling could already feel the hot blood running down his cheeks and dripping onto the leather jacket.The elongated bloodstains showed a different kind of beauty on Tang Ling's good-looking face.
Then there was a gust of torture and whipping, and Tang Ling didn't stop until he passed out.
Seeing that they had nothing to gain, they left Tang Ling behind and left.
Several more hours passed, and Tang Ling still hadn't woken up.
At this time, someone tiptoed into the side hall, the door creaked softly, and he entered the execution room again.
The person who came was actually Lu Misheng. I don't know that he used various methods to distract the guards and break into the forbidden area of the sect.
Seeing that Tang Ling, who was alive and well a few days ago, was dying, Lu Misheng couldn't help breathing.Looking at his haggard handsome face again, there was an extra knife wound, the blood on his face had solidified, and the dark red blood stains were a bit shocking.
Lu Misheng approached slowly, stroked his face with his right hand, took off the mask, and gently wiped away the blood with his thumb.But the blood stains were dry and it was difficult to wipe them off completely.
Lu Misheng unexpectedly covered his lips.
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After cleaning up hastily, Lu Misheng had no choice but to leave.If you don't leave, the disciples who change the guard will come.
Flying to the room again, he hid in the boundless darkness of the desert. ?