Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

Chapter 25 Torture Interrogation
Lu Yun followed behind, looking curiously.

She didn't recognize those people, but it didn't prevent her from seeing the hideous wounds on those people.

Once convicted, the spiritual power is sealed, and the monk's body is no different from that of a mortal.

And how could the mortal body survive the punishment here?

Over time, it looks like a skinny monster in marketing.

The matter of spies is a big one, Duan Lang took Lu Yun to the second floor of the cell.

This second floor is regarded as a small forbidden area of ​​the Hidden Sword Sect, and those who can enter are those Duanlang trusts.

Unlike the first floor, this place is not a cell. The first thing Lu Yun saw was a huge pool.

The water in the pool is not deep, about to the calf position, and there are large lotus flowers blooming on it.

It was supposed to be an elegant place, but the light here was as dark as an abyss, and the pool water was glowing with cold light.

In this pool, there are many large platforms.

Above the head, there is a stream of water pouring down, covering some of the high platforms, isolating all prying eyes from the outside world.

The cells on the second floor were unique, and Lu Yun didn't dare to find out who was imprisoned in them.

As soon as she entered here, she felt that her spiritual consciousness was stinging and dared not let it out.

"Come with me, don't go wrong."

After Duanlang gave an order, he stepped on those lotus leaves.

The seemingly random pace, in Lu Yun's eyes, has a certain pattern.

Remembering Duanlang's instructions, Lu Yun did not take a wrong step, and soon they came to an empty high platform.

The moment his feet hit the ground, chains protruded from the air, binding the disciple's limbs.

Lu Yun could feel that the other party's meridians were blocked by the chains, unable to use any spiritual power.

See also Duanlang waving.

The water in the pool that Lu Yun was afraid of was stirred up by the broken waves and landed on the disciple.

stab, stab...

This is the sound of flesh and blood being corroded, accompanied by the scream of the disciple after waking up, hovering here.

Lu Yun saw it clearly.

That pool of water corroded not only the body, but also the soul of the monk.

And this time, Duanlang had a smile on his face.

Lu Yun, who had a chill down her spine, stood behind without saying a word, quietly looking at Duan Lang's means.

"woke up?"

With a rising tone, the disciple looked at Duanlang in front of him, his breath dead silent.

After thinking about it, it is clear that if it falls into Duanlang's hands, there is absolutely no possibility of escaping.

"I won't say anything, just kill me."

This sound, like rusty sawing wood, is extremely unpleasant.

"Wu Gao, did I ask you something?"

Duanlang has not taken any disciples so far, but the Punishment Hall needs people, so there are many disciples on Xing Tianfeng.

Duanlang can recognize the other party at a glance, which means that the other party has also shown his face in front of Duanlang.

It was precisely this that made Duanlang feel that the matter was serious.

He called out the other party's identity, and didn't care about the other party's attitude of death.

Most of the people who can enter here are hard bones.

But so what, his task is to make these tough bones speak.

Duanlang's face was cold, he snapped his fingers, the pool water boiled again, then floated up, split into the size of water droplets in the air.

Those water droplets hung above the disciple's head, and the faint blue light made one's scalp tingle.

Xu Shi realized what Duanlang was going to do, Wu Gao's pupils shrank suddenly, and he opened his mouth to speak, but Duanlang was faster.

With one spell, Wu Gao's mouth was sealed, leaving only the pitiful sob in the opponent's throat.

Drops of water... falling.

The corrosive sound reappeared.

Biting Youshui, Lu Yun recognized the origin of this pool of water.

It is a kind of natural poison that is specially aimed at the soul of a person, but it is harmless to other existences.

A simple drop would not kill a person.

But at this moment, countless water droplets fell, evenly serving every part of Wu Gao's body.

The tortured person may feel that every part of his soul is burning like a raging fire.

From the outside to the inside, it is rotting away.

Duanlang who performed this torture did not change his face.

The pain is not enough to describe Wu Gao's sigh at the moment, he twisted his body frantically.

But the chains on his limbs prevented him from breaking free.

The dantian is empty, and the body is in tatters.

At this meeting, he is just a prisoner, and there is no comfort at all.

Pain already tormented the mind, not to mention that it was the water that devoured the soul.

Wu Gao was in so much pain that he couldn't see anything intact on his body.

"Woooooo!"

He was still whimpering, sweat dripping down his face.

Through the eyes of the other party, Lu Yun felt that the other party had something to say, but Duan Lang continued to watch coldly as if he couldn't see it.

Tick, tick!
The sound was so crisp that it was soul-stirring.

Until the last drop of Chuyoushui fell, Wu Gao's haughty posture a moment ago disappeared.

With his mouth free, he panted heavily, speaking as if accepting his fate.

"I said, I said..."

Seeing that the other party was about to reveal his details, Duanlang smiled cruelly and repeated the torture just now.

This time, Wu Gao's mouth was not blocked.

As a result, the screams continued, and Lu Yun, as a bystander, felt terrified of pain watching it.

It wasn't until after this encounter that Duanlang opened his mouth.

"What were you trying to say just now?"

He took out a stool, Duanlang just pulled it in front of Wu Gao, and sat down.

Leaning against the back of the chair, he tapped on Erlang's legs, feeling very uncomfortable.

The resentment in Wu Gao's eyes almost burst out, but he was more afraid of Duanlang.

He said weakly, "It's the Demon Palace."

Fiend Palace?
Hearing this, Lu Yun was also thinking.

The realm of comprehension is divided into five parts.

Dongzhou, Nanyang, West Bank, Beitian and Zhonglu.

Among them, Dongzhou and Nanyang are all decent sects, big and small.

The Tibetan Sword Sect stands in Dongzhou.

The west bank belongs to those demon cultivators, like a secluded abyss, full of evil spirits, it is difficult for righteous monks to approach.

Beitian Wuzhu is the place where right and wrong are competing for ownership right now.

Conquests take place there all the year round, and it is the hottest place for the two fights.

However, the two sides have been fighting for hundreds of years, and the northern sky is raging, but there is no winner.

Now the leading faction on the side of the Demonic Dao in Beitian is the Fierce Demon Palace, which is also one of the five sects of the Demonic Dao.

Calculated, the opponent's status is about the same as that of the Tibetan Sword Sect on the decent side.

It's normal to plant spies if you can't beat them.

As for the rest of Zhonglu, this place is very unique and does not belong to either side of good and evil.

There are no rules, no distinction between good and evil.

There is only one rule followed, that is, the strong prey on the weak.

That is the most chaotic place in the entire cultivation world. Regardless of whether it is good or bad, if you go there, you have to be careful about your head.

Taoist Hornet, the former owner of the back needle, is from Zhonglu.

"Fierce Demon Palace, hehe...you are quite courageous."

Wu Gao's mind was destroyed, and the follow-up interrogation was much simpler.

Some spies that Duanlang hadn't found were revealed.

I dare not say that all the spies in the Tibetan Sword Sect will be eradicated, but after this time, the remaining ones will not dare to act rashly.

Half an hour later, Lu Yun stepped out of the prison and saw the starry sky outside.

Starry, bright moon hanging high, just a good time.

(End of this chapter)