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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 red hot iron approaching him. 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,
And she was locked up because of that matter. Before the higher-ups gave the order, she didn't dare to act recklessly.
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,
It's the thing you confessed to just now,
You should still remember, right? In a while,
She obediently copied it down.
Sign it, and you don't have to suffer anymore... Hmm? "
Qin Song looked up. Perhaps it was because the pain was too much, but his memory was a little blurry. He only remembered that he couldn't stand the pain, so he admitted to whatever they said. He only wanted to 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 wanted to personally write this confession that he was a spy from the Northern Qi and assassinated Qin Yue to sow discord 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 grabbed his chin and grinned. "You didn't enjoy enough just now, did you? Since he doesn't want to write, it's useless to keep his hands. Someone, help Qin Song Gongzi crush his beautiful fingers one by one! "
Qin Song reluctantly opened his eyes again and said, "The King Of Qin ordered you to interrogate me. Do you really want to know why I tried to assassinate him, or do you want to force me to copy the story you made up? 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? Could there be some inside story? Wasn't this a sign that he was going to make a great contribution?
Qin Song smiled. "No, I'm just killing them for fun."
"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 who was chained to the wall. His expression was cold and his eyes were malicious.
The young man lowered his head, his long hair disheveled to his waist. He was still wearing the same thin undergarments, but the deep and shallow layers of blood stains made it impossible to see its original whiteness. Its 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 the beginning, he was so arrogant." The man who first carried out the torture 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. I told him to call his ancestors and he almost peed in 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. It was obvious that he had woken up.
The man went forward and pulled the young man's hair to raise his head. Qin Song looked up at the man beside him, then looked at Qin Yue who was sitting in front of him. Then, 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 didn't know the inside story, but why was Qin Yue here to join in the fun?
"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 didn't know how to continue the conversation.
Should he refute: Nonsense, the king doesn't have body odor!
Or should he ask: You want to assassinate the king because he has body odor? This is ridiculous!
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, "My king, this boy has forgotten the pain after the scars have healed. As long as I teach him a lesson, he will immediately become obedient!"
"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 my king dirty your 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, but the next moment, he let out a shrill scream and fell to the ground. He twitched and rolled on the ground 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 did 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 clenched 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 fear was so superficial. It was as if he was sitting on the stage and watching the emotions of others … Most importantly, why did the red soldering iron look so intimate and attractive?
"Open your mouth!" Qin Yue pinched the boy's chin and pulled his face toward 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 calm 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 burning 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 bit of exasperation. He gritted his teeth and said, "You're afraid of pain, but you'd rather be tortured by the soldering iron than let me touch you."
Qin Song looked at him and said in a light tone, "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'll 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 and flesh!"
Qin Song looked at him and said helplessly, "Your Majesty knows that I'm famous, but you should 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're 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. Previously, he only treated Qin Song as a toy. After being repeatedly provoked, he lost his 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. The people of this class had very strange tempers. Sometimes, they despised each other and disliked each other for 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 was famous all over the world. If Qin Yue only wanted to rape 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 immoral. 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 quickly 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, or humiliate me. "
Qin Yue looked at him deeply, snorted coldly, and left in a flick of his sleeve.
Qin Song watched the figures of 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 fell on the ground. It was boiling hot just now, but now it was covered with a faint layer of frost.
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 put away the body. Keep the things. 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 won't be reduced in the slightest. If he was like this, what about his 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 Buddha's 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 formed a spell, and the 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. It could be received by cultivators who were close to this place and had a certain level of cultivation.
If it was as he expected, 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 an oath 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 oath was made, the spiritual energy in the world became more obedient, and the heavenly tribulation also became much gentler. The few almighty Soul Formation cultivators who led 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 oath of not killing mortals. Occasionally, there would be a few fish that escaped the net, but they were often deliberately raised by others.
This was because after all the Daoist sects in the world made an oath to the Heavenly Dao and obtained the approval of the Heavenly Dao, they would protect mortals and kill those who killed mortals. This would give them virtuous merit. This was more useful than any natural treasure during the tribulation. In the past, wherever a cultivator who broke the oath 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 and desolate place and supported a small sect to hide from the oath. 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 tribulation.
Previously, when Linno heard that their entire sect was like this, he knew that they must have been raised by others. Now that he had sent out the sword letter, the Immortal Gate that raised them would definitely harvest them immediately. Otherwise, when people from the outside came to snatch their heads, they would lose everything.
These poor 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 identified the direction. "This way!"
After a moment of dizziness, Linno landed at the bottom of a cliff. The lake was quiet, the birds were singing, 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. Furthermore, no matter how close it was, it would be much further 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 also hoped that he was thinking too much.
He felt a little uneasy. Just now, when he was at Huer's house, he clearly felt that there was some fluctuation in the surrounding aura. There should be an expert in hiding. If it was not a coincidence, then it could only be him. If it was the latter, he could only hope that this Big Heaven and Earth Talisman could shake off that person. With his current ability, he could only bully the younger generation. If an expert really came, he would not be able to run fast enough.
Too many things had happened today. Linno looked up at the sky full of stars and sighed softly. There were only two months left. Why couldn't they let him pass in peace?
In the next moment, Linno's expression suddenly changed. He groaned and struggled to stand up. However, he staggered and bumped into the bluestone in front of him. "Huoer! Huoer! "
There was a hint of sweetness in her voice.
Linno gritted his teeth and did not say another word. He rushed into the pool. In the next moment, Huoer leaped out from between his eyebrows. The pool water instantly became bone-chillingly cold. However, it was still unable to resist the waves of emotions that seemed to come from his soul. An unbearable numbness and emptiness came from the indescribable parts of his body. Every inch of his skin was crazily clamoring, craving to be warm, caressed, and squeezed …
Want … want … want … want …
"Ugh!" Lin Nuo let out a muffled groan and slammed into the cliff. Rocks fell with a splash and smashed into his body. Other than pain, there was also numbness, causing him to tremble all over again. It was unbearable as he slammed into the cliff …
After an unknown period of time, Linno came ashore exhausted. He staggered two steps and fell. He knelt on the ground and panted for a long time. Then, he slowly sat down and muttered to himself in a low voice, "Fang Tuo?"
A low voice answered, "Yes."
Thus, Linno did not say another word.
He was used to the System's tricks and trusted its credibility too much. Thus, whenever there was something wrong, he would subconsciously blame it on the System. However, he completely forgot that these two times were clearly the symptoms of the Thousand Threads Gu that Fang Tuo had planted in his body.
Fang Tuo squatted down and stuffed a pill into Linno's mouth. He cast a spell to get rid of the water vapor on his body. Then, he took off his cloak and draped it over Linno's body before sitting down a foot away.
Linno tilted his head and did not look at him. He was also too lazy to speak.
The male lead-sama was now famous in all directions. The medicine he took out was naturally good. Linno quickly recovered his strength. He took out a jar of Burning Knife Medicine from his space and sat on a rock to drink it.
He didn't think of running again. He had already used up his last Vast Heaven and Earth Talisman. Even if he didn't use it, since that person didn't even care about his heart demon oath and activated the Thousand Threads Gu, even if he hid at the ends of the earth, he would still be found.
In this life, Linno had the looks, the family background, and the aptitude. However, he hid among the mortals for hundreds of years. Other than being seriously injured, he did not want to see Fang Tuo.
Although it had been hundreds of years, he still did not understand how his relationship with Fang Tuo had become like this! Was the male lead intermittently crazy or did he violate his character settings?
If he did not count the novels he read in his previous life, he was not familiar with Fang Tuo at all.
He could count the number of times he had met Fang Tuo with his fingers.
The first time was when he broke off the engagement. He almost completely let the housekeeper do the talking. After the matter was settled, he said a few words and they could barely be considered acquaintances.
The second time was when they had a group fight at the entrance of a secret realm. Although he and Fang Tuo were on the same side, Linno did not even look at him, let alone talk to him.
The third time was when he was drinking and eating crabs at Pan Yang Lake. He happened to meet Fang Tuo. Fang Tuo gave him a jar of good wine. Although he drank a little too much, he still remembered the motto to stay away from the male lead. He said "thank you" and turned to leave in a drunken state.
Later on, the two of them met twice at the Cultivator Bazaar. However, when going to that kind of place, many people would disguise their appearance. Fang Tuo was no exception, so Lin Nuo pretended not to know him and brushed past him.
Until the sixth time they met, he and Fang Tuo only exchanged three words. They could barely be considered acquaintances. Unfortunately, the sixth time they met was unlucky.
He had nothing to do and went to the Endless Sea for a stroll. Coincidentally, he met Fang Tuo and a Banjiao fighting. At that time, Fang Tuo was not as powerful as he was now. Obviously, he was not the Banjiao's opponent. The most troublesome thing was that he seemed to be running out of spiritual power and was about to be swallowed by the snake.
Not to mention that he and Fang Tuo could be considered acquaintances, even if he met someone who was about to be eaten by a wild beast, Linno would not just stand by and watch. Therefore, he did not even think about it and went to help. Although Linno was not the Banjiao's opponent, he was rich and had many treasures. First, he used a magic weapon to temporarily trap the Banjiao. Then, he gave Fang Tuo a small teleportation talisman and let him leave. He took out one himself and prepared to escape.
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