In the dead of night.
A bright moon hung high in the sky.
Most of the soldiers had started to rest. Only a few soldiers were still patrolling the perimeter.
In the middle of the tent, there was still a faint flicker of fire.
Liu Tianming had not rested yet.
The two disciples beside him also looked a little nervous.
At that very moment, Liu Tianming's complexion was deathly pale. His skin was filled with wrinkles, and his eyes were as red as blood.
He seemed to be enduring great pain.
His hands clutched the table, and his body was trembling slightly.
"Master, please bear with it for a while. We'll go and bring the person we saved during the day here."
A disciple brought a bowl of black liquid to Liu Tianming and said in a low voice.
"Hurry!"
Liu Tianming gritted his teeth, and the veins on his forehead bulged.
Every time this injury acted up, he felt as if countless people were biting him, and the blood in his body was rapidly draining.
The feeling of death approaching, and the pain.
He almost could not bear it.
One disciple stayed to take care of Liu Tianming, and the other left the tent.
Then, he quickly walked to where Li Wuyou was.
"You're here so soon?"
Li Wuyou was leaning against a tree, resting with his eyes closed.
He could hear Liu Tianming's movements clearly.
Hearing the disciple's footsteps gradually approaching, the corners of his mouth raised.
"I heard you're awake?"
The disciple stood in front of Li Wuyou, his face warm.
"Master wants you to go over and ask you something."
"Ah?"
Li Wuyou pretended to be a little flustered, jumped up, and hurriedly cupped his hands.
"Good, good, good. I also want to see the benefactor who saved my life."
"Please lead the way."
"Let's go."
The young disciple was quite disdainful of Li Wuyou's attitude. He snorted coldly, and led Li Wuyou to the central tent.
With this disciple leading the way, the guards didn't stop them at all.
Soon, Li Wuyou arrived in front of the tent.
"Master, I've brought him."
The disciple said to the people inside.
"Bring him in."
Liu Tianming tried his best to suppress his hoarse voice.
Huala!
The door of the tent was opened.
The light inside was slightly dim. Liu Tianming, accompanied by another disciple, sat in front of a few tables.
He tried his best to remain calm.
However, the redness in his eyes could no longer be concealed.
Li Wuyou pretended not to see it and walked in with a smile.
Then, the curtain of the tent was pulled down, and the disciple stood guard beside the curtain.
Obviously, it was to prevent Li Wuyou from escaping.
"Young man, sit."
Liu Tianming forced a smile at Li Wuyou and pointed to the chair next to him.
"Thank you, sir."
Li Wuyou sat on it, seemingly unprepared.
Kacha!
The moment he sat down, the sound of a mechanism suddenly came from the chair.
Then, a few iron chains shot out from the left and right.
They quickly tied Li Wuyou's limbs and body to the chair.
Whoosh!
At the same time, another disciple quickly ran over and pointed at Li Wuyou's neck.
This was the mute acupoint.
It was an acupoint that could make people unable to make any sound.
Liu Tianming had a special requirement for sucking human blood.
That was, the person had to be alive.
In this way, his blood would be the freshest, and the treatment effect would be the best.
That was why he specially designed this chair.
He would be controlled by the person who sucked his blood.
Then, he would be sucked dry while he was still alive.
"It's your honor to extend my master's life."
The disciple who pointed at Li Wuyou's mute acupoint didn't notice the abnormality when he pointed at the acupoint. Seeing that Li Wuyou didn't speak, he thought that the latter was completely controlled.
He sneered as he looked at Liu Tianming, who was already unable to hold himself back, and said.
"Master, I'm ready."
"After you."
Clatter!
Liu Tianming stood up with difficulty with the help of another disciple.
At this moment.
He couldn't hide the scarlet in his eyes.
His hands trembled slightly.
He kept rubbing his teeth, making crunching sounds.
He looked as ferocious as a devil.
Li Wuyou looked at him quietly and didn't move.
There was no fear.
However, Liu Tianming and the two disciples thought that these abnormal actions should have scared him out of his wits.
"Haha … Haha …"
With a hideous grin, he suddenly pounced on Li Wuyou and bit down on his neck.
"Ah …"
However, when his teeth touched Li Wuyou's skin, he didn't feel any softness at all. Instead, he felt as if he had bitten on steel.
It was even harder than steel.
He directly broke two of his front teeth.
"You …"
Liu Tianming instantly felt that something was wrong. His eyes suddenly widened, and he screamed and was about to retreat.
Crack!
The steel chain that bound Li Wuyou broke directly.
Then, he reached out and grabbed Liu Tianming's neck.
"You …"
The faces of the other two disciples changed abruptly after witnessing this terrifying scene.
The iron chain was refined by the Ghost Valley with a special method and black iron.
How could it break?
However, Li Wuyou didn't give the two disciples time to react.
Swoosh!
His figure flashed by at an extremely fast speed.
In an instant, he cut through the neck of a disciple. The latter didn't even have time to scream and directly froze on the spot.
He had died on the spot.
In the next moment, Li Wuyou came in front of another disciple.
He grabbed his neck.
Held him.
The latter also widened his eyes and couldn't make any sound.
Only panic was left.
"Mr. Liu, my blood doesn't taste good."
In an instant, he took control of the situation in the tent. Only then did Li Wuyou look at Liu Tianming, who was also frightened and still struggling in pain. Then, he sneered and said.
"You …"
After all, Liu Tianming was a person who could be the military adviser in Zhennan Palace. Under these conditions, although he was in pain and his life was threatened, he still maintained a trace of rationality.
He saw that Li Wuyou spared the life of a disciple.
He didn't directly kill him.
This meant that he was still useful to the latter.
Therefore, his first reaction wasn't fear.
Instead, he wanted to ask about the other party's background.
Negotiate.
"Give me blood first."
"Let me live."
"Next, we can talk about anything."
He almost clenched his teeth tightly and said at the top of his voice.
"You're smart."
Li Wuyou was also a smart person. At a glance, he saw through Liu Tianming's intention.
He sneered.
Then, he sent the violently struggling disciple in front of Liu Tianming.
Whoa!
Liu Tianming had been tortured to the point where he couldn't bear it anymore. He pounced on his disciple crazily and pressed him to the ground.
Then, under the latter's terrified gaze, he bit his neck.
A faint smell of blood spread out.
The disciple struggled violently. His legs kicked wildly and his hands swung.
He wanted to get rid of his teacher.
However, it was no use.
Gradually, his body became shriveled, and the breath on his body gradually weakened and disappeared …
"It's time to talk."
Li Wuyou said with a smile.
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