Chapter 781 When the Abuse of Scum Is in Progress! It's Too Late to Regret 【1 More】

"Snapped!"

An extremely crisp applause echoed in the inner hall.

Just by hearing the sound, one can imagine how cruel the slap was.

"..."

But there was a silence in the inner hall, and there was no sound.

Ying Zijin was still tied there, his eyes didn't even move.

There is no trace on the fair face, as delicate as jade.

Yun Luoran's slap did land, but it hit her own face.

When she hit her, she was wrapped in spiritual power, and the force was extremely strong. When she fell, she directly knocked herself down.

There was a clear slap mark on his face, and it became bruised almost instantly.

Yun Luoran was stunned.

It was still the severe pain from her face that pulled her back from her dazed state, and after realizing what happened, she burst into anger.

"Bitch, what did you do?" Yun Luoran angrily said, "Why did I beat myself up?"

Ying Zijin said slowly, "You have to ask yourself."

The character of the avatar is still too different from hers, and she doesn't want to pretend.

As long as she gets back that memory, the gathering of souls will be completely terminated, and the realm of illusion will collapse automatically.

As for what happened to Yun Luoran, what about Su Yang, and what they did to her incarnation, she didn't care.

She could be indifferent enough to watch them kill her again, but this time, she would not let her suffer any harm.

"Ask me?" Yun Luoran couldn't believe it, "Your life is in my hands, how dare you treat me like this?"

If it was Jun Muqian, she might be able to understand, but why should a Mei who is nothing count treat her like this?

Ying Zijin's voice was calm and calm: "Catch me here, what else can you do if you don't want to kill me?"

"Okay, okay!" Yun Luoran was so choked that she couldn't speak, and she became even angrier, "I see how you can laugh after a while!"

"Come on!"

As soon as the order was sounded, the servants filed in, holding various instruments of torture and a steaming brazier in their hands.

The fire in this pallet is derived from the true fire of the Taiyin.

At this point in time, the Mirror Moon Palace had already been destroyed, and the Taiyin True Fire was naturally still in Yun Luoran's hands.

Seeing those instruments of torture that were enough to make anyone tremble with fear, some interest appeared in Ying Zijin's eyes.

Three hundred thousand years have not tasted the fireworks of the world, but these things have an inexplicable attraction to her.

Yun Luoran stroked those iron objects one by one with her fingers, and a smug smile appeared on the line of her lips: "Mei, do you know that the Lingnv Palace has never actually had these things, after all, I treat people with courtesy, so These things are specially prepared to make it difficult for you."

She wanted to see the woman in black show a look of fear, but she was disappointed after all.

Yun Luoran took a breath, and continued: "I know that you and Jun Muqian are life-and-death friends, and her best friend here is you. You must also know where she is now, right?"

"Jun Muqian killed Elder Daoqing, and the master of Daowu hated her to the bone. Who is the master of Daowu? The peak of immortality! Killing you is a piece of cake."

She is persuasive: "But you are not Jun Muqian, as long as you tell me Jun Muqian's whereabouts, I will let you go, how about it?"

Seeing Yun Luoran's slightly ferocious appearance, a thin layer of mist flashed across Ying Zijin's eyes, covering the faint blue light floating at the bottom of the pupils.

Her incarnation would die in the hands of such a person, not because she was weak, nor because she was afraid, but because she was protecting Jun Muqian.

Even if you die, don't say anything.

"Do you still dare to hold on?" Seeing this, Yun Luoran sneered, "Why don't you try this soldering iron, I asked Su to help build this, I'll see if you say it or not!"

"Of course!"

Just at this moment, a slender man walked in, and when he saw the many instruments of torture, an imperceptible look of anger and pain appeared in his eyes.

But his expression was as calm as ever, without showing any strangeness.

"Su, you're here?" Yun Luoran quickly changed her expression, she turned her head and smiled softly, "Su, thank you so much, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been able to catch her so smoothly."

"Too serious." Su Yang also smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, "You are my future queen, and I should do whatever I do for you."

His eyes fell on the woman in black, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

Why does it seem that there is something different?

As soon as this idea came to his mind, he denied it to himself.

He was the one who caught her back, and he was also responsible for guarding it himself. Besides, he knew her so well that no one could pretend to be her.

Right now the intruders have been completely cleared out, as long as this last step is completed, the soul gathering will be completely successful.

Su Yang ignored the unnaturalness in his heart, he thought, maybe there was a small problem after the time jump.

"Su, you are so kind to me." Yun Luoran was very happy, and then frowned dissatisfiedly, "But her mouth is too hard, and she didn't ask anything for so long."

"However, don't worry." Su Yang smiled faintly, "Use all these instruments of torture, and Tie Han will speak."

"Ah, Su, you really wanted to be with me." Yun Luoran's eyes flickered slightly, "That's right, I've used up all of them, so don't worry about not telling me."

As she spoke, she was about to press the scarlet iron on the woman in black.

However, a hand stopped her.

"Su, what do you mean?"

Yun Luoran was about to lose his temper, but Su Yang said: "Well, let me do it, you're tired from standing for so long."

One sentence turned Yun Luoran's anger into joy, and she happily handed over the torture tool: "Okay, you come."

Su Yang held the soldering iron, but his Adam's apple moved.

Originally, this had never happened before.

But Kasyapa said that the deceased needs a strong emotional impact to make the gathering of souls smoother.

He couldn't do it, but he had to.

Feel sorry.

Su Yang said this silently in his heart, his hand had already moved, and the soldering iron was slowly moving up.

The line of sight also moved along with it, until it was at the same level as that of the woman in black and merged together.

In the next second, Su Yang's calm expression suddenly shattered, replaced by horror, because he saw a pair of eyes of different colors, the left pupil was as blue as the sea, with magnificent waves.

He was shocked, and blurted out: "Mei?!"

It's not fake, it's real.

She has come back!

"Mei!" Su Yang stretched out his hand to grab the black corner of his clothes, but it was too late.

The time of the illusory realm stopped at this moment, and all the created people, including Yun Luoran, were also frozen.

Ying Zijin raised his head slightly, narrowed his strange eyes, and murmured softly, "So that's how it is..."

Memories, at this moment... Take it back instantly!

The past that happened in the past is also forcibly displayed at this moment!

Same place, same people.

The woman in black was also tied to the columns supporting the dome, the difference was that there was blood slowly flowing down her chin.

There were shocking scars on her body, dripping with blood, and her skin was torn apart. It was hard to imagine what kind of torture she had suffered before.

"Tell me, where is Jun Muqian?!" Yun Luoran's eyes were vicious, "Say it, I'll spare you."

"Joke!" The woman in black gritted her teeth and sneered, extremely cold, "You want to get news about her from me? You really underestimated the relationship between us!"

"Mei, you are really stubborn." Yun Luoran shook his head regretfully, "You said that you are also an outstanding demon cultivator in the Demon Realm. I heard that the Young Master of the Demon Realm even pursued you, right?"

The woman in black didn't speak, her eyes were serious.

"However, I'm the one he likes in the end." Yun Luoran clicked his tongue, "He even put ten miles of red makeup on me, are you angry?"

Hearing this sentence, the woman in black suddenly laughed, and she jokingly said, "Yun Luoran, Yun Luoran, you really are just like Xiao Qianqian said, you think highly of yourself and you are passionate."

Hearing this, Yun Luoran's face darkened: "You'd better say less, so that you can avoid some flesh and blood pain."

As he said this, the soldering iron in his hand had already been pressed, and in just an instant, many more scars appeared on the body of the woman in black.

"Are you curious, why do I hate Jun Muqian so much? Why do I have to kill her?" Yun Luoran moved closer, and this time the hot iron pressed on the black-clothed woman's left shoulder.

But the woman in black gritted her teeth and didn't say a word.

Even her shoulder blades had been scalded through by the branding iron, and her flesh and blood were scorched black.

Yun Luoran smiled slightly, the smile was so vicious: "Now, I'll tell you, you have to listen carefully."