When Mu Canghai woke up, a large bunch of fiery sparks instantly swallowed his head and face. He didn't know what the scholar in the youth robe did, and thought it was related to the strange cone.

Mu Canghai immediately closed his eyes and howled bitterly, and his body kept twisting.

The scholar in the green robe wanted to take the opportunity to climb up the rock platform. Mu Canghai was furious and waved his arm desperately under the cliff. The scholar in the green robe hit the rock wall heavily, blood sprayed on his mouth, loosened with one hand, and his body slid down like an out-of-control kite, heading downwards, shoveling straight downwards, sand and gravel on the wall splattered down, and even Mu Canghai slid out of the cliff.

At this point, the knife-holding boy who supported the weight of the three people could no longer bear it. He sat up and was dragged all the way to the rock platform. The crack on his back and shoulders dragged a red bloodline on the ground. Before he could let go, he was pulled off the cliff by the astonishing downward momentum.

In an instant, the three of them fell one after another, none of them spared...

Tan Yinyang listened quietly, and the same was true for Ding Bao and Dan Tai Wangtu in the secret room.

Mu Canghai, who told this thrilling scene in person, was not a ghost. It was obvious that falling off the cliff did not take his life, and the two young men might still live in the world.

Tan Yinyang crossed his fingers and placed them on the chin of the huge skull hood. After a while, he put away his slightly leaning forward and sighed: "The old prison master is very capable and survived in a dangerous situation, but those two people are extremely difficult."

He rushed out of his mouth and did not think about it carefully. He realized that it was inappropriate after he said it. There were many things that could be used to make a big deal, and it was inevitable that he would lose his word.

But Mu Canghai just smiled and said calmly: "It's not easy. I have been regretting the lives of these two people for ten years. Maybe... it's not easy to kill them now."

Ding Bao thought to himself that ten years of time passed by in the blink of an eye. Did the scholars and young swordsman with great ambitions eventually become people who call the wind and rain as they wished? Did they live to create a great secret that could reverse the world and create their own era?!

But Mu Canghai continued, "That cliff is not as strong as a rock platform. It is about twenty feet tall. I rolled down all the way. My head hit a sharp stone and fainted immediately. When I woke up, I was already at the bottom of the cliff, with rocks piled up around me and weeds. The two young men fell on a large thick grass ball, and blood was overflowing under my body. I saw that I could not live anymore. I barely moved my fingers, but felt a severe pain in my body. I almost fainted again. I knew that I had suffered a fatal injury. I quickly used the ten successful powers of "Shura Gong" and tried my best to urge it. In a moment, the trauma on my body stopped bleeding and closed, and new skin was born. The broken bones gradually began to heal."

Ding Bao was shocked and couldn't help but say, "Sister Fox, what kind of martial arts is this "Shura Gong"? It's...it's even more magical than the Daluo Golden Immortal!"

Dan Tai Wangtu smiled disdainfully: "What the hell is Daluo Jinxian! I have heard from my elders in my family mention it before. The terrifying moment of "Shura Gong" strengthening the body and self-healing ability is nothing more than the evil technique of eating Yin and Mao food. The technique itself has fatal flaws. At the end of the day, it is not as magical as the pair of Midnight Demon Eyes that can clearly see the hair!"

Tan Yinyang seemed to understand this section, and surprisingly did not fight for the strong, and only smiled faintly: "The old prison master has heard of his name for a long time! It is really amazing."

But Mu Canghai said hell, and after a long time of silence, he shook his head and sneered: "I really thought so back then. Now I think about it, I can only say that it is a frog in the well, which is sad and ridiculous."

"At that time, I was using Shura Gong to heal my wounds. Suddenly, the two queens were moved not far away, and the young man with a knife made a faint moan. The scholar in the green robe moved his fingers and trembled his hands to explore the cracks on the ground. I was blessed to my heart. I reached out and touched my clothes, and suddenly understood why he did this. I didn't realize that he had murderous intent and could not wait for the injury to heal. I crawled over with my hands instead of feet, and wanted to stand the scholar in the green robe to death under my claws."

Ding Bao was very curious and even Mu Canghai, who was in "Shura Gong", claimed that he was the least afraid of physical and skin injuries, broke his leg. The two young men were really lucky and they were still breathing a sigh of relief.

He murmured to himself: "I have lost most of my life, what else do you want to be greedy for? Why did Mu Canghai have murderous intentions?"

Suddenly, a silver bell chuckled, and Dan Tai Wangtu had a touch of sweat beads on his small and thin forehead and said in a low voice: "It was because of most of his life that the scholar in the green robe had to fight to the death to obtain the things in the cracks of the rocks. Mu Canghai also had the idea of ​​killing people. In this way, I can't guess what it was?"

In the hall, Tan Yinyang thought for a moment, stroked the handrail of the bones, and pondered: "I saw that the scholar in the green robe was not a fool. Those who still wanted to succeed when they were dying must be life-saving things. Could it be... they belong to the old prison master-"

Mu Canghai waved his hand and sneered, "Even if he succeeded, can he save his life immediately? At the end of the day, this person is born with greed. When he dies, he is still greedy. I climbed in front of him, grabbed his top bun, and sneered to him: It's not easy for you, you're at this point, and you can't bear to leave these things."

The scholar in the green robe fell to a breath, his head and face were covered with blood, and he was bleeding and spitting out his breathing, and he said barely: "I... die... you... nothing..."

Mu Canghai said this, sighed, and suddenly sneered: "When life is hanging on the line, can you still look at people and things? I have been hiding hard in the turtle nest until this tenth year, and finally had the courage to enter the world again, and finally admitted that I was not as good as him. But I lost to a young man who was determined not to be over 30 years old, and I didn't notice it at all at that time."

"In order to see your dead ghost master's treasure, I followed you thousands of miles away and made a special trip to Izumo Temple, so I decided not to return empty-handed..."

Thinking of the power of the killing god like a demon possessed by the cat boss, and thinking of the possibility of commanding the world, he could never kill again.

"I stripped off the skin on his throat, pinched the flesh tendons of the greasy skin, and smiled and said: If you come here happily, I will give you some pleasure. The tortures in Shura Prison are called Senluo Daqian. Even if there are no torture tools here, you can try hundreds or eighty kinds. If you know the appearance, you will suffer less bits and pieces."

Tan Yinyang smiled and said, "It is said that the torture of the 'flute sound' is very difficult to deal with. Peeling skin and picking tendons, pinching flesh to restrain breathing, which makes people feel painless, and it does not damage the vocal cords. Even when the torture is used, the person can still speak and wail. The old prison master killed him, and he must have done everything he can get to know the secret?"

"It seems that your devil master really didn't tell you anything."

Mu Canghai snorted coldly and continued, "The scholar in the green robe was very tough. Although he screamed, he supported him for more than a moment and didn't say a word. I was angry and pinched one of his bones to help him. When I was about to play the pipa, I suddenly heard an old and slightly sour voice shouting: Enough, let's stop here." (To be continued)
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