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Cold water splashed on his face, and Qin Song slowly opened his eyes,
Intense pain came from all over his body. His hands and feet moved slightly, but the chains made a dull sound of impact. Qin Song groaned,
It took him a while to remember his current situation.
His last memory..,
Seemed to be of him crying and begging for mercy,
But he was still branded by the red hot iron again and again,
It was so painful that he wanted to die,
He fainted several times.
Just as he thought of this..,
A wave of heat came from in front of him. Qin Song looked at the approaching red hot iron, and his body began to tremble reflexively,
Causing the tall man to laugh.
"Didn't you say you were a tough nut to crack?" The man threw the hot iron back into the brazier,
He slowly lifted the youth's chin, which was soaked in cold sweat and ice water,
He said, "You can't hold on after only two rounds of torture,
The southerners are indeed weak... but, tsk tsk, you're really good-looking. "
She was beautiful,
Unfortunately, her identity was special,
She was locked up because of that matter again,
She didn't dare to act recklessly before the higher-ups gave the order.
The man let go,
He said, "Give me the thing."
The subordinate handed over a piece of paper,
The man took it and stretched it in front of Qin Song, he said, "On this is what you just confessed. You should still remember, right? In a while, obediently transcribe it, sign it, and you don't have to suffer anymore... Hmm? "
Qin Song looked up. Perhaps the pain was too much just now, and his memory was a little blurry. He only remembered that he was in so much pain that he couldn't stand it anymore. He admitted whatever they said, hoping that he would suffer less. It seemed that it was indeed these things.
Qin Song was silent for a moment before he said, "Can I press my fingerprint?" His voice was low, hoarse, and weak.
He actually dared to make conditions!
The man sneered sinisterly, "What do you think?"
Qin Song let out a sigh and said, "Then forget it." If he really had to write this confession that he was a spy from the Northern Qi and assassinated Qin Yue to drive a wedge between the Qin and Chu, what awaited him and his family would definitely be the most miserable fate. Even Chu Chu would be implicated.
He closed his eyes and stopped talking.
The man was furious. He pinched his chin forcefully and laughed sinisterly, "You think you didn't enjoy enough just now? Since you don't want to write, it's useless to keep your hands. Someone, help Qin Song Gongzi, crush his beautiful fingers one by one! "
Qin Song opened his eyes again, "Qin Song," Qin Song, Qin Song, "Qin Song," Qin Song, Qin Song, Qin Qin Song, Qin Song, Qin Song, Qin Song... Do you want to ask clearly before you come? "
The man's expression turned solemn. "So there's a hidden reason for you to assassinate the king?" Wasn't it because of what happened on the bed? "" Qin Qin Qin "? "."...... "?"
Qin Song smiled, "No, I'm just killing for fun when I'm bored."
"You!" The man shook him off and said, "Watch him!"
Qin Song lowered his head and fell asleep.
…
Qin Yue looked at the young man chained to the wall. His expression was cold and his eyes were malicious.
The young man had his head lowered, his long hair disheveled down to his waist. He was still wearing his thin underwear, but the layers of blood stains on his body made it impossible to see his original whiteness. His owner had also long lost her original cold and aloof appearance. Covered in cuts and bruises, she was dragged by the iron chains, her thin and slender figure showing a desolate beauty.
"At first, he looked so arrogant." The man who was the first to be punished stood beside Qin Yue and said, "But after a few lashes, he began to cry for his father and mother. When the soldering iron was touched, he was even more unbearable. He could even call his ancestors. He almost peed his pants."
Qin Yue sneered. The man waved his hand and someone poured a basin of cold water on the young man's head. The young man tilted his head slightly. Apparently, he had woken up.
The man went forward and pulled the young man's hair to raise his head. Qin Song looked at the man beside him, then looked at Qin Yue who was sitting in front of him. He lowered his eyes again.
"Speak!" The man shouted coldly, "Why did you assassinate the King? Who ordered you to do so? "
Qin Song was speechless. If he really wanted to assassinate the King Of Qin, he should have done it when Qin Yue was at his weakest. Why did he resist so desperately from the beginning? It was fine that the man did not know the inside story, but why was Qin Yue here?
"You really want to know?"
The man said angrily, "Stop talking nonsense!"
Qin Song sighed and said, "Because … the King Of Qin has … body odor! I can't stand it. "
The man was stunned and did not know how to continue the conversation.
Should he refute, "Nonsense, the King does not have body odor!"
Or should he ask, "You want to assassinate the King because he has body odor?" This was simply outrageous!
After a while, he came to his senses and said angrily, "Are you playing with me?"
"Yes!" Qin Song said lightly, "I am playing with you!"
The man raised his hand and was about to slap him when a cold snort came from behind him, "Is this what you meant by being as obedient as a dog?"
The man trembled and knelt on the ground. He said anxiously, "King, this boy has forgotten the pain after the scar healed. As long as I teach him a lesson, he will be obedient immediately!"
"Is that so?" Qin Yue chuckled and got up to pick something in the brazier. He pulled out a red-hot soldering iron. The man heard the sound and looked up. He hurriedly said, "How can I let the King dirty his hands with this kind of thing? Let me do it."
"You do it?"
"Yes, yes, I will do it, I will do it." The man reached out to take the soldering iron. The next moment, he let out a shrill scream and fell to the ground, twitching and rolling as if he had been electrocuted.
The air was filled with the smell of burnt flesh.
Qin Yue threw the soldering iron on the man's shoulder to the ground and smiled, "It is indeed very interesting."
His gaze fell on Qin Song.
The boy pursed his lips and his face was pale.
He knew that he had fallen into the most dangerous situation. The ruthlessness and interest in the King Of Qin's eyes were frightening. However, there was no difference compared to before. Those people did not torture him for the sake of giving a confession, but purely for the sake of torturing him.
"Your bones are indeed very hard, and your courage is also very big. I like it very much," Qin Yue said. "It seems that this Lonely One should thank you. It's been a long time since this Lonely One has encountered something so interesting."
He pulled out another soldering iron from the brazier and smiled, "It is really interesting."
He slowly walked forward and lifted the boy's chin. He put the red soldering iron close to his face and said, "I heard that you are very afraid of pain?"
Qin Song tried his best to turn his head to avoid the heat. His voice was still light, "Yes."
Qin Yue lowered his head. The boy under his palm was trembling. His face was as pale as paper. His drooping eyelashes were very moving. His lips were wet with cold water and although they were pale, the shape was shockingly beautiful.
Qin Yue looked and his thumb unconsciously stroked them. Sure enough … it was as soft and beautiful as he imagined.
His interest in torturing was temporarily suppressed by another desire. Perhaps … there was no rush. He should enjoy it first.
Feeling the touch on his lips become slower and heavier, Qin Song looked up and saw Qin Yue's Adam's apple move slightly. He heard his gradually heavy breathing.
Qin Song was first stunned and then became angry. He fiercely shook his head and avoided Qin Yue's finger that was reaching into his mouth.
Qin Yue twisted the boy's head back and held his chin. He whispered, "Open your mouth."
Qin Song gritted his teeth.
Qin Yue slowly put the soldering iron close to his face. He lowered his head and said hoarsely in his ear, "Open your mouth." His voice was low and hoarse, with a sense of danger.
Qin Song looked at the red iron piece that was close at hand. Although he hadn't touched it yet, the skin on his face had already been scorched with a scorching pain. The tiny hairs on his face were burnt, making an indiscernible sizzling sound and an unpleasant smell rushed into his nose.
His body was trembling uncontrollably, but in the depths of his heart, he felt that this kind of fear was so superficial. It was as if he was sitting below the stage and watching other people act out their emotions … Most importantly, why did that bright red piece of metal look so intimate and enticing?
"Open your mouth!" Qin Yue pinched the boy's chin and forced his face to the soldering iron. He made a low threatening sound in his throat, "Hmm?"
Then, he saw the youth finally raise his eyes. His pair of pitch-black eyes didn't have the slightest bit of fear as he had imagined. Instead, they were as tranquil as a clear pool. When Qin Yue's heart trembled slightly, he saw the youth gently raise the corner of his lips and press his face against the crimson iron. Such a tragic action, yet this youth actually carried a kind of unhurried and unhurried feeling.
The glaring white smoke stung his eyes. The sizzling sound deafened his ears. The smell of burnt flesh assailed his nostrils …
Qin Yue was stunned for a moment before he reacted. He threw the soldering iron far away and took a few steps back. After a while, he heard the sound of his heart beating.
He was actually scared! The king of Western Qin, Qin Yue, who had killed countless people, was actually scared. At that moment, he was panicking.
"Your, Your Majesty?"
Qin Yue violently gasped for breath. He looked at the boy who was about to faint. The meaning in his eyes was hard to understand. "Wake him up!"
When Qin Song woke up, he still saw Qin Yue's enlarged face. It was still gloomy, but there was a trace of exasperation in it. He gritted his teeth and said, "You're afraid of pain, but you'd rather suffer the punishment of the soldering iron than let me touch you."
Qin Song glanced at him and said in a light voice, "Yes!"
Qin Yue was furious. He didn't notice it before, but now he could easily hear the contempt and contempt in the boy's voice.
He lowered his voice and said, "Good, very good. If you don't care about anything, I don't know what to do with you. Tell me, if I hand you over to the military camp, how will the criminal army treat you? "
He smiled and said, "What about the world famous Qin Song Gongzi? Maybe if you play the zither and sing for them, they will take pity on you?"
Qin Song said, "You wouldn't dare."
"I wouldn't dare?" Qin Yue laughed and said, "You said I wouldn't dare? In this world, is there anything that I, Qin Yue, wouldn't dare to do? "
He grabbed Qin Song's chin and said coldly, "I just wanted to scare you. Since you said I wouldn't dare, if I really let you go, it would show that I'm incompetent!"
Qin Song frowned. "Your Majesty, did you forget that I hurt my face?"
"Don't worry, they won't despise you. Although your face is hurt, you still have good skin!"
Qin Song glanced at him with a helpless expression. "Your Majesty knows that I'm famous all over the world. But does Your Majesty know that I have scholarly honors? Although I didn't have time to participate in the court examination, I was born in Xie Yuan... "
Qin Yue laughed and said, "Born in Xie Yuan, famous all over the world... What do you think these are in my eyes?"
Qin Song sighed and said softly, "So... you are an idiot."
Qin Yue was furious. "What did you say?"
Qin Song sighed and said, "Rotten wood can't be carved... You didn't cultivate with me, so why should I teach you?"
Qin Yue was not a fool. He had only treated Qin Song as a toy before, and he had been provoked again and again, so he had lost his former sharpness. Now that he was reminded several times, he finally understood: He was a king, so he naturally knew that he could only conquer the world with a large number of soldiers and generals. To rule the world, he relied on the imperial officials. People of this class had very strange tempers. Sometimes, they despised each other because of inexplicable reasons. Sometimes, they would firmly stick together.
All the imperial officials had their pride and couldn't be humiliated.
Qin Song was born in Xie Yuan, and he was famous all over the world. If Qin Yue only raped him, it would be considered a personal loss. However, if he ordered people to torture Qin Song to death because he refused to submit, it would be tyrannical and unscrupulous. It would be a disgrace to all the scholars in the world. If it really spread out, not to mention the other countries, even the scholars in Daqin itself wouldn't work for him.
If it was the Qin Yue from before, he might not take this matter to heart. However, now that he had just conquered the three countries, it was the most chaotic time. He deeply understood why it was easy to conquer the world, but difficult to rule the world. At this moment, he didn't dare to anger the imperial officials in the world.
If Qin Song's face wasn't injured, they could quietly kill him and report his sudden death to cover it up a little bit with a grand burial. Even if the officials knew what was going on, those who wanted to curry favor with the powerful would pretend that they didn't know and still surrender. However, if he had obvious injuries on his face, the imperial officials couldn't pretend to be stupid even if they wanted to.
Moreover, he was famous all over the world. It would be difficult to hide his body from the world even if he wanted to leave no bones behind.
Qin Song saw his expression change in an instant and knew that he understood. He chuckled and said, "At that time, Your Majesty didn't deliberately hide this matter. Now that I have injuries on my face... why don't you torture me again and see if you can make me make a copy of the confession? At that time, Your Majesty can beat me, kill me, and humiliate me as you wish. "
Qin Yue looked at him deeply, snorted coldly, and left in a huff.
Qin Song watched these people disappear, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared. He sighed, "It's really not easy to keep my life."
His gaze fell on the soldering iron that had fallen on the ground. The hot soldering iron now had a faint layer of frost on it...
Linno looked at the strange and confused eyes of the familiar faces around him. He went forward and handed the Dog to his father, saying, "Go back and collect the body. If anyone comes to ask, just give it to them."
The Dog's father nodded and stammered, "That... they..."
Linno knew what he was talking about and said, "I will take care of it."
His gaze fell on Hu Zi, and he was a little sad, "So what if I kill these people? The pain of losing a loved one will not be reduced in the slightest. If I am already like this, what about my parents and brothers? "
It was a pity that he didn't know how to resurrect the dead, nor did he have the ability to transcend the Buddhist reincarnation. Leaving behind sadness here, he turned around and disappeared in front of everyone.
When he reached a place where there was no one, Linno cast a spell, and a shadow of a jade sword appeared in the air. It gradually turned from illusion to reality, and then from one to ten, ten to a hundred, and flew in all directions.
This thing was called the Sword Book, and its name was quite grand. In fact, its function was much worse than the mobile phone Linno used in his previous life. The function Linno used just now, in his own words, was to send a group message without a specific target. Cultivators who were close to this place and had a certain level of cultivation would be able to receive it.
If it was not out of his expectations, when this thing was released, the sects that those people belonged to would be cleaned up immediately. This was also what he had promised the Dog's father.
Two thousand years ago, the Heavenly Dao Alliance gathered all the Daoist sects in the world and made a vow in front of the Heavenly Dao Mirror. They set the rules for immortals and mortals. Anyone who killed mortals without reason would be punished by the world. After this vow was made, the spiritual energy in the world became more obedient, and the heavenly tribulation also became much gentler. The few mighty figures in the Soul Formation Stage who were in charge of this matter were even more virtuous. The great tribulation of life and death that had a slim chance of survival was only lightly struck by a few bolts of heavenly lightning.
Since then, the oath of all the cultivators in the world was added to the vow that they were not allowed to kill mortals. Occasionally, there would be a few fish that escaped the net, but they were often deliberately reared by others.
This was because after the Daoist sects in the world made an oath to the Heavenly Dao and obtained the approval of the Heavenly Dao, they would be able to protect mortals and kill those who killed mortals. This would be more useful than any natural treasure during the tribulation. In the past, wherever a cultivator who broke the vow appeared, he would be hunted down and killed.
When the supply of wild monsters could not meet the demand, some people began to raise them. They found a remote place and supported a small sect to hide from the vow. Although they were afraid of karma and did not dare to directly let them kill innocent people, they could intentionally or unintentionally let them be arrogant. When it was necessary, they would be killed for the purpose of the tribulation.
Previously, when Linno heard that their entire sect was like this, he knew that they must have been reared by others. Now that he had sent out the sword letter, the Immortal Gate that reared them would definitely harvest them immediately. Otherwise, when people from the outside came to snatch their heads, they would lose everything.
It was a pity that these guys, who thought that they were high and mighty immortals, were just livestock raised in a pen and waiting to be slaughtered during the New Year.
"It's a pity that I can't stay in this place." Lin Nuo sighed. He was too lazy to walk on foot if it was too far away, so he took out a Small Teleportation Talisman from his spatial artifact. This thing could teleport him 500 miles away. He looked at the stars and determined the direction. "This way!"
After a moment of dizziness, Linno landed at the bottom of a cliff. The lake was quiet, and the flowers were fragrant. The scenery was actually quite good. However, after he was injured, his spiritual sense was limited. He could not sense if there were people nearby, and he did not know where he was.
Just now, he had taken the Small Transference Talisman, but secretly used the Big Heaven and Earth Talisman. When the two talismans were first activated, they were somewhat similar. By the time they realized the difference, it would be too late to stop him. This could be considered his specialty. Even if others thought of using it, they would not be able to afford it. The Big Heaven and Earth Talisman was too expensive.
Of course, expensive had its benefits. Although the Big Heaven and Earth Talisman could not preset the direction and position, and the distance was random, it was not limited by the environment. Moreover, no matter how close it was, it would be much farther than the Small Transference Talisman.
Linno leaned against the cliff and sat down. He hoped that he had run far enough. This was his last Big Heaven and Earth Talisman.
He hoped that he was thinking too much.
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