Chapter 73 Secret ②

"Tell me, who sent you? Who is the master behind Feng Yemen?" A sneering and cold voice made Yan Xin twitch fiercely. This person's voice was so familiar, it seemed to be... yes……

It's Mo Li, Di Suhuang's guard...

Yan Xin looked through the crack of the door, and saw a man with disheveled hair on a wooden frame, with scars all over his body, tattered clothes, and a horrific face. There was an iron iron beside him, and the red charcoal fire was burning fiercely. Several iron utensils were being placed inside, and the tips had been burned red.

Some iron hooks, pliers, and clamps were placed aside, and a man with a silver helmet and a silver mask whipped his body with a whip. When he fainted, he poured salt water on his body. The whipping sound, every sound hit Yan Xin's heart fiercely.

Ghosts are vicious, but at least they don't torture people like this. For ghosts' enemies, she always seals her throat with a knife, and dies as quickly as possible...

But at this moment, looking at the people inside, it seems that life is worse than death, and it is not as happy as Yi Dao.

Soon the clothes were whipped into rags, and the red iron tools gradually approached the man. In the next second, only a muffled groan was heard. Yan Xin was surprised that he didn't make a sound. The moment is not something ordinary people can bear.

The man gritted his teeth and stared angrily at the people in the dark room, and suddenly roared: "I have lost Qingfeng in your hands, I admit it, but what do you want from me? Don't even think about it, I really didn't think about it." Well, the dignified King Leng will also use this kind of dirty method to subdue me, hmph... tell you, if you want me to betray the master, I would rather die than kill me."

"Hehe..." A chuckle came from behind the man, and everyone looked at one after another, only to see a silver-white man walking out from behind with a smile, but even though he was smiling, the murderous look and coldness in his eyes meaning even more.

"Palace Master!" Seeing the person coming, everyone knelt on the ground one after another.

Yan Xin looked at the silver-white man in surprise, Palace Master?The palace lord of that gate?When he came back to his senses, the silver-white man had already pinched the man's jaw coldly, and said disdainfully, "Do you want to die?"

"Have no fear of death." The man said coldly and arrogantly.

The silver-white man wiped the saliva off his face with a sneer, and said with an evil smile: "If you want to die, this king won't let you die. This king wants to make your life worse than death. Qingfeng, you should know more about it. If this king will Your memory is washed away, and then let you go back to Feng Yemen, what do you think will happen?"

"You..." The man was a little annoyed, he spit out a mouthful of blood, his piercing eyes glared at the silver-white man angrily, and then he laughed again, "Bah, despicable villain, I didn't expect Tangtang to be cold His Royal Highness is the Mistress of the Dark Night Palace, which really surprised me."

"Accident?" The silver-white man raised his eyebrows, "What's more unexpected is yet to come? I don't know if you remember Kanoer."

As soon as the words fell, the man suddenly began to struggle, his anger rose, he glared at the silver-white man angrily, and roared: "Di Suhuang, what did you do to my sister?"

"Oh? So it's your sister? Seeing how anxious you are, it seems that she has a special status in your heart, but which one is better than your master ghost?" Di Suhuang smiled. There was a hint of playfulness on Fei's smiling face.That's right, that silver-white man is Di Suhuang, Yan Xin's favorite person.

(End of this chapter)

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