Maybe...Yun Tianyao saw a little bit of his past in Jiang Jiuli.

During this time, she will accompany Jiang Jiuli to sharpen his sword.

…

In Xia Jing Dragon City, in front of the Xuanqi Gate, Tao Yaoyao stood alone here, staring deeply at the gate.

In the beginning, the master walked out of this door, cleaned up the old mountains and rivers, killed all the enemies, and headed towards Tianque.

Now I am standing in front of this door...

Tao Yaoyao took a deep breath and no longer hesitated. He raised his hands and pushed open the door. Golden light shone through the crack in the door.

What greeted her was a golden ocean.

At the same time, there was a military field at the Midsummer Base, where the victorious legions lined up in order.

Mo Wanrou, on the other hand, put on a military uniform and stood in the front row, fully armed, with her body straightened up.

She is tall even among the victorious troops, so she stands out extremely.

But... no one dared to look down on Mo Wanrou.

On the afternoon of her arrival, she defeated all the victorious legionnaires in an arm-wrestling and chariot-wheel battle, and broke 194 arms.

Since then, no one has objected to his joining the Triumphal Legion.

I saw General Chang Sheng standing in front of the military formation holding a Guandao!

He said loudly: "This expedition is all about riding a horse!"

The next second, the sky above the military formation suddenly resounded with a war cry:

"Victory! Victory! Big victory!!!"

The ever-victorious general laughed ferociously: "Let's go, the old leads the new, let this new recruit feel the military spirit of the victorious legion!"

"We can die, but... we can't lose!"

The victorious legion set out for battle, smoke and dust billowed outside the midsummer base, and Mo Wanrou rushed to the frontline battlefield as a member of this torrent of steel. In her eyes, the flames of war were burning.

…

"ah!!!"

Heart-rending screams echoed in the dark prison.

There are all kinds of serious criminals held in the cell, including humans, monsters, spirits, and even demons.

However, all the prisoners were huddled in the corner of the cell at this moment, holding their heads, their eyes filled with fear.

Except for the screams, the silence in the black prison was terrifying.

But on this day, a new face came to the Black Prison. Lu Chen was seen walking in the corridor of the Black Prison with a bunch of golden keys dangling in his hand.

There were extremely vicious criminals on both sides, but Lu Chen didn't even look at them, and walked straight towards the direction where the screams came from without changing his expression.

We have arrived at the deepest part of the Black Prison, where the execution chamber is located.

The execution chamber was filled with all kinds of torture instruments, and even the walls were dyed black and red with blood.

An executioner dressed in black and wearing a ghost mask stood in the execution chamber, with an open black coffin beside him.

On the torture rack in front of him, there was a ninth-level holy-clothed bishop, Xuan Zhong, nailed.

He is a muscular man and his face looks quite tough.

But at this moment, his body was opened, the skin was peeled off, the ribs on both sides were spread out like wings, and the internal organs were covered with scars.

Tiny silver needles are inserted into each ganglion.

This...is more like a work of art than...no longer a person.

It's hard to imagine that a person can still be alive after being tortured like this...

I saw the executioner holding scissors, trimming his intestines bit by bit, humming a tune while trimming.

Xuanzhong, whose eyelids were shaved off, could only watch helplessly as he was being executed, screaming one after another.

"Ask! Please, ask me!"

"I'll tell you what you want to know, I'll tell you whatever you want to know, ah ah... don't, ah!!!"

Xuan Zhong screamed at the top of his lungs, as if this would alleviate some of the pain.

But the executioner directly cut off his tongue and sewed his mouth shut with needle and thread.

"Huh? I haven't asked yet, how do you know what I want to hear?"

"Don't interrupt me. The process isn't finished yet. Don't ruin this work of art."

"Don't tell me... you are quite capable of carrying it. The record you have set is already in the top... um~ top fifteen of all my works?"

Xuanzhong couldn't help but shook his head, tears kept flowing out, his will had already been tortured to the point of collapse, and his tongue that had been cut out grew again.

"Say! I'll tell you everything!"

The executioner sneered: "Really? What I want to hear, if you tell it... you will die, right?"

Xuan Zhong was startled and stared at the executioner.

The executioner smiled and said: "You should know very well that once you enter the black prison, you have no chance of getting out alive..."

"I told you that you would die, but if you didn't tell me...you would still die, but...the death would be a little more rough..."

"Your life...is over!"

"A good death or a bad death, choose one yourself."

"Next sentence, I'd better hear what I want to hear, otherwise... you may not have a chance."

Xuan Zhong's eyes were full of struggle, but this struggle eventually turned into fierceness.

"Even if I, Xuanzhong, die, I will never betray the church!"

"I am one of the Twelve Holy Cloth Bishops. The church will definitely find out that I am missing. You are finished, you are all finished. Whatever you have imposed on me today, I will repay it a hundred times or a thousand times every day!"

But the executioner was surprised and said: "Huh? Who said...Xuanzhong is missing? As the twelve holy-clothed bishops, is Xuanzhong still in the Holy City?"

"Are you real? Am I right? He is the real one!"

Xuan Zhong:!!!

"You bastard! Can your methods be any more dirty? I~%?...;# *’☆&℃$︿!"

The executioner looked like he was enjoying listening to Xuan Zhong's curses.

"Thank you for the compliment. Someone has to do this dirty work~"

"Okay, okay, your faith hasn't collapsed yet, right? It's my fault for not being good at academics, it seems... I need to show some real skills, don't lose face in front of juniors."

"Soon... you will know that faith, will, dreams, persistence... under extreme pain... are nothing but bullshit!"

The executioner took out a bloody nail directly from the black coffin and inserted it into his jaw. The head of the nail came out of his eye socket.

Xuanzhong was shivering in pain, but he couldn't scream.

Lu Chen leaned against the wall of the execution chamber and swallowed.

"It seems... I made a wise choice by coming here without dinner~"

The executioner smiled while operating: "The Lu family boy?"

"I heard that you are looking for me? Any normal person wouldn't want to end up in this dark prison, right?"

"What? My uncle died, and my spirit suffered a severe blow. I can't think about it anymore?"

A look of helplessness flashed in Lu Chen's eyes: "No...I'm not as fragile as you think."

"I came to you mainly for two things!"

"One is to become a disciple, and the other is... I want to learn how to kill people."

The executioner couldn't help laughing after hearing this: "Hahahaha~ Lu family boy, you don't need to learn from me to kill, right? Even a three-year-old can do it."

"A lot of lives are at stake in your hands, and you're not a novice?"

"And...do you know what it means to be my disciple?"

Lu Chen smiled and said, "I know...that's why I came to find you!"
Chapter completed!