Xianzun, your magic weapon has escaped again

Chapter 79

Wuyin Palace, Xuan Prison.

In the gloomy dungeon, the smell of blood spread wantonly, accompanied by the sound of "cracking" chains from time to time, and the muffled "cracking" sound of whips hitting people.

Mu Chongzi's current situation is very bad.

His limbs were firmly locked by chains, and he was hung up in the shape of a cross, with his head hanging slightly, and his body was covered with bright red bloodstains. All embarrassed.

"Snapped!"

Another whip fell, and there was a "Zi La" sound from the wound, and the locked body trembled slightly, and returned to silence.

His eyes were closed all the time, as if he was in a coma, but the Blood Emperor knew it, his breath was jumping up and down very unstable, just like his mood at the moment.

He put away the whip, looked at the miserable son in front of him, and there was a flash of distress in his eyes, but he still said cruelly: "My son, don't blame me, it was you who were soft-hearted and let him go. He is a fairy. Our enemy, if you have been unable to strike, you will definitely be killed in the end, and I am helping you recognize your identity!"

Mu Chongzi was still silent, only moved the corner of her mouth slightly, and pulled out a sneering sneer, which was not obvious between the hair, but was still discovered by the blood emperor.

The Blood Emperor frowned, and said lightly: "It seems that you still haven't realized your mistake, so I can't help it."

He raised his whip, purple lightning flashed and jumped on the long whip, like an electric snake.

Raise your hand.

"Snapped--!"

Another whip fell on him.

Mu Chongzi slowly tightened the chain, held back the intense pain and did not cry out, but his lip was bitten due to desperate forbearance, but he didn't seem to feel it, and just endured it silently until the pain became more and more serious. Intensified, consciousness became more and more blurred, and finally at a certain moment, the world was completely plunged into darkness.

He passed out.

The blood emperor's whipping movement stopped, and he looked at the scarred person in front of him with complex eyes, pain and anger in his eyes, but there was no trace of regret.

Now that the Great War between Immortals and Devils broke out, the Immortal Sect is their enemy. If he doesn't kill them, they will kill him sooner or later.

In order for his son to survive, he had to use some means.

Even if this method is a little violent, as long as it works, he doesn't mind.

But so far, it seems to be of little use.

He is as stubborn as a junior sister.

Also... like him.

He sighed, took the whip away, walked out the door with a flick of his sleeves, glanced at Moxiu who was waiting at the door, and said lightly: "I will lock him up for three days and three nights, he will be cut off from eating and drinking, and no one is allowed to enter!"

The disciple quickly knelt on the ground and said, "Yes, Your Majesty!"

The dark dungeon is gloomy and damp, the smell of blood spreads wantonly, depressing and cramped.

"Tick!"

"Tick!"

The sound of blood dripping on the ground kept ringing.

One person was sleeping quietly, with blood dripping from his body, purple thunder and lightning crackled from the wound from time to time, and the nearby muscles twitched violently.

Thunder and lightning are preventing the wound from recovering, consuming demon energy and essence energy, which is the nemesis and the most untouchable thing for demon cultivators, but it is spreading wantonly on him at this moment.

Endless torture.

I don't know how long after this, suddenly there was the sound of "da da" footsteps, and a figure in red stopped in front of the scarred person, standing still.

Mu Chongzi seemed to feel something, her eyebrows twitched slightly, and she forced her eyes to open.

He lowered his eyes slightly and said lightly, "What are you doing here?"

Her voice was hoarse and dry, which was very unpleasant, but Jiang Hongyin didn't care at all.

He rubbed his chin with one hand, admiring the embarrassing person in front of him, and said with great interest: "It's the first time I see you so miserable, and I can't beat you if I want to. I have to appreciate it no matter what."

Mu Chongzi smiled vaguely, closed her eyes, and didn't bother to talk to this psychopath.

Unconvinced, Jiang Hongyin pinched his chin with one hand and lifted it up, and smiled maliciously, "Tell me, can I let you kiss me now?"

Mu Chongzi turned her head and broke away from his hand, staring at the ground indifferently, not at him.

He was in a very bad mood.

First, Junior Brother Linchuan's life or death was uncertain in an accident, and the murderer was his father, and he was whipped severely by this good father, and then he was molested by Jiang Hongyin under the premise that he could not resist. No one would be in a good mood.

It's good that he can hold back and not curse.

Jiang Hongyin kept looking at him, the red light in his eyes was getting brighter and brighter, it seemed that he really wanted to get up and do something.

I am eager to try.

Regardless of his consequences, the opportunity is rare, and he doesn't know when the next time will be, so he has to seize the opportunity.

He rubbed his hand that was about to move, but couldn't restrain the desire in his heart, and finally put it on the tattered belt that was whipped.

Mu Chongzi froze all over, and suddenly raised her head to look at him, her eyes were cold and menacing, as if he would kill him if he dared to make another move.

Jiang Hongyin lifted her chin triumphantly, "Anyway, you have nothing to do with me, stare, stare again, even if you stare right through me, no one will come to save you!"

Then with a sudden force, the belt was pulled away with a "swipe", and the front of the chest was instantly opened, revealing the blood-stained undershirt.

Mu Zhongzi narrowed his eyes, breathed slightly heavily, and clenched the chain tightly.

However, Jiang Hongyin's eyes lit up, she threw the belt away, and was about to make persistent efforts, when a cool voice sounded, "If you dare to touch him again, I will chop off your hand."

The two turned their heads to look at the door at the same time.

I saw the Blood Emperor standing there with one hand behind his back, looking at Jiang Hongyin...'s hand with cold eyes.

Jiang Hongyin froze, but soon put on a natural smile, "I know you are eager to protect the calf, and if you don't move, don't move, I'll put it back on for him."

He bent down to pick up the belt that had been thrown aside on the ground, and was about to fasten it on Mu Chongzi, but was blown away by the blood emperor's palm wind.

The blood emperor stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and there was a blood-red cloak in his palm.

He put the cloak on Mu Chongzi's body, stretched his hands to his neck and tied it carefully, covering the tattered clothes, and took out a brand new belt to wrap around him, with a black stone inlaid in the middle of the belt , I don't know what material it is, exuding a layer of pure magic breath, sticking to the clothes and pouring into the body, the raging lightning in the nearby wound is slowly driven out, and the wound seems to have a tendency to solidify.

Mu Chongzi kept his eyes down and didn't look at him until the belt was fastened. The Blood Emperor looked up at him, seemed to be silent for a while, then turned around and walked out suddenly, glanced in Jiang Hongyin's direction from the corner of his eye, and said, "Come out." !"

Jiang Hongyin looked at Mu Chongzi with a bit of reluctance in her eyes, but she followed the Blood Emperor out.

The door was slowly closed and locked, and after a while, there was a muffled "snapping" sound outside the door, as if someone was being whipped, mixed with a few familiar humming sounds.

Mu Chongzi raised his eyes, vaguely guessed something, and smiled coldly.

Is this the tenderness of a father?

Horribly extravagant.

The three days passed quickly, but no one came here during the period, and Jiang Hongyin didn't know where he went. He was probably taught a lesson by the Blood Emperor and was afraid.

When the time came, the Blood Emperor personally came to the Xuan Prison to pick him up, and Mu Chongzi was already seriously injured and passed out.

The Blood Emperor removed the chains from his body, picked him up, and brought him all the way back to his residence, and carefully treated the wounds on his body. After everything was tidied up, two hours had passed.

He went to cook the porridge himself, and when he came back, Mu Chongzi had already woken up.

He glanced this way lightly, then turned his eyes back to look at the top of the bed, as if he was in a daze, and there was no one else in his eyes.

The blood emperor was a little embarrassed for no reason, walked over and put the porridge on the wooden cabinet beside the bed, carefully helped him up, and said, "Have some porridge?"

Mu Chongzi nodded, and the blood emperor breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "The ingredients of this porridge are first-grade spiritual plants that nourish qi and blood. You just lost your qi and blood, so you should supplement it."

He fed it spoon by spoon, and Mu Chongzi also drank it mouthful, but he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

Until the bottom of the bowl of porridge, the blood emperor asked: "Do you still drink?"

Mu Chongzi shook her head and closed her eyes.

Knowing that he was tired, the Blood Emperor helped him to lie down again, and covered him with a quilt. Seeing that his face was as pale as paper, he couldn't help but said, "I'm trying to make you remember. Demons are doomed to be enemies, if you don’t kill them, they will kill you too, even the people of Baiyun Mountain, you can’t trust them, who knows if they deceive you on the surface, but actually use you to escape from here, the territory of the demonic way does not tolerate a fairy The people of the door, there is no need to be soft-hearted, maybe at a certain moment, they will take advantage of your soft-heartedness to kill you, I didn't expect to collect your body at that time, even if they beat you cruelly, they should let you remember this reason!"

The person on the bed kept his eyes closed and never replied him a word.

The Blood Emperor was very helpless, but he couldn't say anything more. After a pause, he said, "Jiang Hongyin has already been sent out by me to do other things. He won't disturb you, so you can rest assured."

It was still silent.

Blood Emperor sighed, took one last look at him, shook his head, turned and left.

After that, the blood emperor discovered something that made him panic.

Mu Chongzi stopped talking.

He didn't ignore him completely, he would eat when he was fed, he would take medicine, and he would cooperate with the healing. He could do whatever he was asked to do.

When talking to him, he just nodded or shook his head, if he had to talk, he kept silent, and besides, he just closed his eyes and went to sleep.

On the first day, the blood emperor didn't need to care, children would always lose their temper after being beaten up, that's normal.

The blood emperor didn't care the next day, it was normal for a child to have a bad temper and keep his temper a little longer.

On the third day, the Blood Emperor still didn't care. He beat him hard, and he was childish for two days, which is normal.

Day [-]...

Day [-]...

Day [-]...

After ten days, Mu Chongzi still didn't say a word, and the blood emperor started to panic.

At this time, his injury had healed a little, and he could walk around on the ground, so he sat on the stone bench in the yard. If no one urged him, he could sit for a whole day without moving.

The blood emperor came to sit there in the morning, and he was still there when he came to deliver dinner at noon. When he came to deliver dinner in the evening, he saw the people who were still sitting there. One day, you should be tired too."

Mu Chongzi glanced at him, stood up and walked back, because after sitting for a day, his waist and legs were stiff, and he swayed a bit before he could stand still, and he didn't say a word all the way back to the bed.

To be obedient is to be obedient, but being obedient is too weird.

The blood emperor followed him in, looked at the person sitting quietly on the bed, and couldn't help asking: "Are you... still angry with me?"

It was still silent.

The blood emperor began to regret a little, "I... was a little bit past that day, but it wasn't because I saw you let the person from the fairy gate go, and I got dizzy for a while. What if he was using you? What if he took advantage of you? Prepare to kill you?"

No one answered him.

The blood emperor not only regretted a little, but regretted it very much. What kind of education method is not good, it must be so bloody. At that time, he was dizzy because he was worried that his son would be bound by the contract to the Wuyin Palace, and he received the news of his Tuxianmen , Can't wait for something to happen at the meeting, deliberately put aside the tense front-line battle and came back to see my son, but as soon as I came back, I saw my favorite son sneaking away from the person who let the fairy gate go. Instinct did it.

It turned out like this.

This is childish, and they are all autistic!

He clasped his palms together and said sincerely, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have hit you, I won't hit you again, okay?"

Mu Chongzi simply closed her eyes, lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

The Blood Emperor, who had never encountered such a situation before, was about to faint. It was when Mu Chongzi first arrived three years ago. Although he had experienced the death of Master Shizun and his words were a little less, at least he was willing to The one who spoke to him, unlike now, was completely silent and completely refused to communicate with him.

Blood Emperor scratched his head with some headaches.

Except for his junior sister, he has never begged for peace with anyone in such a low-pitched manner. The junior sister is understanding, and she will make it clear when she is angry, and she will not deliberately ignore people. He is not good at communicating with people. The situation was completely driving him crazy.

Just very bald.

Today's attempts to communicate still failed.

The Blood Emperor left in frustration.

After this situation continued for another ten days, the blood emperor couldn't bear it anymore, he was going crazy.

He looked at the person in front of him who had been sitting on the stone bench for another day, and threw a thunderbolt, "Shall I take you to the fairy gate?"

The eyes of the dazed man moved slightly, and finally there was some light in his eyes.

Seeing that the situation was good, the Blood Emperor's eyes lit up, and he said persistently, "Let's go? You don't have to stay in Wuyin Palace anymore, I allow you to go out."

Mu Chongzi was silent for a while, then shook her head, "...not going to... the fairy gate."

His voice was hoarse and dry because he hadn't spoken for a long time, and it was hard to hear.

However, the blood emperor seemed to hear the sound of nature, and the joy overflowed uncontrollably on his face, and he said quickly: "Okay, okay, if you don't go, don't go, you can go wherever you want!"

Mu Chongzi was silent again.

After a long time, he gave a faint "um" and there was no more sound.

Although the blood emperor was very regretful, he said five words today, which was considered a breakthrough. He almost jumped up with joy, and finally helped Mu Chongzi back to his room to rest, and then he left happily.

Then it blew up the next day.

Mu Chongzi is missing!

After searching the entire Wuyin Palace and finding no trace, the Blood Emperor finally remembered the conversation he had with him yesterday.

He allowed him to leave the Muyin Palace.

But he said he would not go to Xianmen.

Could it be somewhere in the magic path?

He immediately mobilized the magic cultivator to search for him, and finally found him on the top of Changmu Mountain not far from the Wuyin Palace.

He was looking at the water again, the birthplace of the Changmu River.

But this time the eyes are no longer dull, but with a little thought, as if thinking about something, and the expression on his face has a kind of gentleness.

He should be thinking about Baiyun Mountain and his group of juniors and juniors.

The blood emperor watched for a long time in the dark, finally shook his head, sighed, turned and left.

Maybe in his heart, only Baiyun Mountain is his home, and this place is always a guest residence, maybe it is still hell.

This can't be blamed on Baiyun Mountain, he misunderstood his junior sister, he let his son grow up in Baiyun Mountain, he failed to fulfill his father's responsibility.

He is sorry for their mother and son.

From then on, Mu Chongzi would go out of Wuyin Palace every day, either to the top of Changmu Mountain, or to lie in a forest farther away for a day, or wandering aimlessly, going out in the early morning and returning in the middle of the night, if it was not necessary, he would almost Will not stay in Muyin Palace for long.

It seems that they are deliberately avoiding that oppressive and cold palace.

Seeing it, the Blood Emperor felt distressed and helpless, knowing that the whipping had completely broken his heart, he still didn't talk to him very much, and in the end he only replied "um" or "no". The arrogance he had when he was arguing and forcing him not to start a war disappeared completely, no matter what he said, he had no objection.

Even if he was so angry that he hated iron for nothing, and said that he was going to slaughter Baiyun Mountain, he just gave him a casual look, turned around and took a small knife in his hand to play with.

That means - as long as you dare, I will decide myself.

He didn't speak or move, but it was more effective than any words. He was so frightened that Xuedi almost had a myocardial infarction and couldn't breathe, coughing for a long time.

After that, the blood emperor never dared to talk nonsense again.

The family has a son, the top has a treasure, and the blood emperor has become more honest these days, and even the front line has been stagnant for several days. Jiang Hongyin was so angry that he sent an interrogation to ask him whether he would fight or not!

The blood emperor thought for a while, and replied: Stop, wait until I coax my son well!

Jiang Hongyin almost got sick with anger!

This kind of demon will magnify evil thoughts and desires, and devour moral constraints. It infinitely magnifies the blood emperor's mentality of beating his son. A simple beating turned into a bloody whip, but it also infinitely magnifies the blood emperor's desire to favor his son. Still worried about the battle situation, now...

The son is important, wait for the battle situation or something!

Anyway, he can fight in the future, he has a high cultivation base, and he can reverse it if he is counterattacked by the fairy gate, don't worry!

Thus, the current weird situation was created—the magic way, which was in a state of overwhelming strength, suddenly stopped attacking, shrank, and didn't go out for half a month.

Xianmen thought about it and guessed that something happened inside the Demon Dao, but they didn't know the details for a while, so they decided to send someone to sneak in to observe.

Since the last time the Xianmen sent people to the Demon Dao to intercept and kill the god-turning masters who came to help, the guards on the Demon Dao have been strengthened a lot, and it is much more difficult to enter. It is necessary to send a person with an extraordinary cultivation base.

Everyone discussed and discussed, and finally fixed their eyes on one person.

The man sat in the main seat, dressed in white clothes like snow, with white hair like a waterfall, and his temperament was as cold as nine days of frost and snow. There was even a faint layer of white coldness looming around him.

The current mountain lord of Baiyun Mountain, Bai Xingyuan, the immortal at the pinnacle of deity transformation.

He stood up slowly, and raised his eyes, revealing a pair of light-colored eyes that were as cold as ice and snow.

He said lightly, "I'll go."

After three years of separation, it's time to meet.

Brother.

I'm here to find you.