"If you have anything to say, let's talk about it in the next life!!" A disciple of the Punishment Hall pulled up the iron chain between the condom and his neck, and roughly dragged him to the beach.

The gatekeeper disciple wiped away his tears, stood on tiptoe and looked towards the seaside in the distance.

But there was no trace of the man with black eyes from yesterday.

A ship has been waiting at the beach for a long time.

Two Xingtang disciples, one on the left and one on the right, held the dead-dog-like Situ Kong, carried the light skill to point the water into the sea, and in an instant they had boarded the ship.

"Shake the oar!!"

Situ Kong was kicked over.

"Shake...shake your uncle...don't shake, what's wrong?"

So Situ Kong, who had been tortured until he was half dead, was beaten again. He collapsed in the boat with blood coming from his mouth and nose, and made no movement.

The fifty miles of water journey will be reached in a short time.

On a small island of yellow sand that can be seen with the naked eye, a courtyard with tall earth walls stands in the center. Otherwise, there is nothing else on this small and desolate island. Apart from the yellow sand, there are only three or two palm trees.

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Situ Kong was thrown off the ship like a piece of cargo.

Several men wearing Luoxiatan torture hall uniforms quickly walked out of the prison yard. One of them laughed and said, "Who are you going to kill this time?"

One of the escorting disciples shrugged: "One of my own is secretly practicing internal martial arts in Shuanghua Palace, and it is suspected to be related to the Jade Faced Demon Sword. The elder has an order, no matter whether he is recruited truthfully or not, he will be killed!"

"okay!!"

A man came forward with a sinister smile, grabbed Situ Kong's hair and dragged him towards the prison door.

Poor Situ Kong kicked his legs in pain and roared angrily: "If you have the guts, kill me now! In the past, I wouldn't have even looked at you dirty people, what are you so arrogant about!"

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The man smiled ferociously and said: "No matter how big a person you were before, you are just a dead dog now. Don't worry, you will definitely die. The key is how you die, you will know soon."

“I’ll fuck you uncle!!”

Situ Kong suddenly took a deep breath, and a carp jumped up and bumped into the man.

"Ah, hey! You guy!!" The man was knocked backwards and his chest felt tight for a while.

But Situ Kong's behavior was extremely stupid.

Because he was already tortured to the point of death, his whole body was weak, and his limbs were all chained, so there was no way he could escape.

So he was immediately beaten severely.

The four men from the prison camp, together with the two escorts, surrounded Situ Kong and kicked him.

Poor Situ Kong curled up into a ball, holding his head with his hands, enduring the beatings like a gust of wind and rain; blood spurted out one after another, and under the unscrupulous trampling, his whole body made a thumping sound.

"Okay!! You are a man!!"

A voice suddenly came from above the crowd!

The six people were startled, and they all stopped beating and turned around to look for the sound.

I saw a man with black eyes descending from a palm tree not far away and walking slowly and lazily.

His figure is slender.

His face is as white as jade. Of course, as long as you don't look at those panda eyes.

And hanging on his waist was a long knife with a narrow sheath!!

Su Wangting!

"Who are you!?" The six people all showed their mandarin duck axes and stared at the man who was walking slowly.

At this time, the eyes of the pair of black-green pandas were filled with cold light.

It seems that the anger is raging.

Su Wangting spat out a twig held in the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "Are you ready to bear the consequences for mistreating my friend like this?"

"Wow!!"

Situ Kong vomited out a large pool of blood again, propped himself up with trembling hands, and looked at the blurry figure with swollen eyes.

"This voice...is...is it you..."

Su Wangting nodded: "Yes."

"Hehehe..." Situ Kong knelt on the sand and looked up at the sky, laughing miserably, with blood splattering from his mouth, "Am I... your friend..."

Su Wangting's nose felt sore and he nodded heavily: "Yes!!"

"Then...even if I die...I will have no regrets..."

"thump!"

Situ Kong fell down and became silent.


Chapter completed!