Dragon Emperor, Martial God

Chapter 1089: The skinning hell on earth!

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At the northeastern foothills of Yunmeng Mountain, there are dangerous peaks everywhere, deep mountains and dense forests everywhere, and on the opposite side are two dangerous peaks of Longyun Mountain.

These seven or eight perilous peaks form a ring, forming a large basin in the middle.

It is said to be a basin, but that is relative to the peak of the mountain. Compared to the sea level, the altitude of this basin is also more than 700 meters.

This kind of place is what people often say is the real deep mountains and old forests, which are inaccessible all the year round.

But right here, there is a deep courtyard. This courtyard faces south and is built on the hillside. Even if the area is compared with the Ling family's ancestral house, it won't differ too much.

To build such a house in this kind of place, of course, it is impossible to bring building materials in from the outside, but directly use local materials, the main materials are rocks and wood.

But even so, it would take a lot of manpower and material resources to build such a house here, which shows how powerful the owner of the house is.

Here, of course, is the headquarters of the Demon Sect's Heavenly Killing Organization, the capital branch.

In this big mansion, there are now more than a hundred killers of the Heavenly Killing Organization, and there are also eight killer kings.

The Heavenly Killing Organization, from the first level to the sixth level, is collectively called the Heavenly King. These people are used to assassinate people from the ancient martial arts sect and the hermit family in China.

And once the Heavenly King breaks through the Innate Seventh Level, he will automatically become the King of Assassins. These people will only be dispatched when there is a major incident in the Heavenly Killing, or when they want to assassinate some sect guardians, elders, or heads.

Otherwise, they usually live here all year round, responsible for managing and training those killers.

In addition to these more than a hundred king-level killers and eight killer kings, there are also two leaders of the capital branch of Heavenly Killers.

The two chief and deputy commanders are called Sikong Wuqing and Sikong Wuhen respectively, and they are the other two sons of Sikong Tu.

Now, Sikong Wuqing and Sikong Wuhen were sitting outside the secret room where Ling Xiao was imprisoned, sipping tea leisurely, waiting for their father to come out of the secret room.

"Brother, Sikong Wuji went to Qingshui City to deal with Lingyun. It has been more than a month, and there is still no news. Do you think he died?"

Sikong Wuhen has a majestic figure, his body is like a bear, he is wearing a black suit, his body is bulging like a horned dragon, his eyes are indifferent, he asked while drinking tea.

Of course he used sound transmission to enter the code.

Sikong Wuqing, Sikong Wuji, and Sikong Wuhen, although they are all sons of Sikong Tu, are not born to the same mother at all, so there is almost no affection between them, talking about each other's life and death is like talking about a stranger.

"Hehe, you ask me, who should I ask? Anyway, I have arranged for people to investigate for more than a month, but nothing has come of it. There is no news at all from the Hudong branch."

Sikong Wuqing was also dressed in a black outfit. He was tall and thin, with disheveled hair, expressionless face, sharp eyes, and said calmly.

After finishing speaking, Sikong Wuqing snorted coldly: "Hmph! He wants to covet the Dark Blood Demon Knife? We have so many heavenly sons, and he wants to become the devil's lord and our boss. Even if he really dies, he will court his own death!"

"I don't know if he's dead or not, but..."

As Sikong said ruthlessly, he raised his chin lightly, pointed towards the door of the secret room, and said with a sneer, "The one inside is already crazy now."

Sikong Wuqing was not called for nothing, even his father didn't bother to call Sikongtu in the secret room.

The expression on Sikong Wuhen's face was a bit gloating, and he said with a smirk, "Hey, he arrested his love rival in the first place because of that big lump in his heart, and now a son's whereabouts are unknown, so it's strange if he isn't crazy."

Sikong Wuhen teased their father, then changed the subject and asked, "Brother, you said the old man called us here suddenly today, what's the matter?"

Sikong Wuqing frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "I heard that there are many things. You know one thing, that old opponent who has fought against him for eighteen years, hidden dangers are still there, and he came to him again these days. Half a month ago Killed many of our heavenly king-level killers before and after."

Sikong Wuhen chuckled and said, "Hey, life and death go hand in hand Gu, this woman has given her life for Yin Qingxuan's son."

Speaking of this incident, Sikong Wuqing was also very moved, shaking his head and said: "Yes, as for the servant girl brought out by Yin Qingxuan, this blue bird is naturally the strongest. In order to keep Yin Qingxuan's evil seed, she did not hesitate to use the demon blast. The law of the body, hugging the old man and falling off the cliff to die together, and planting the life and death companion Gu on the old man, this kind of ruthlessness, even we can't compare."

"Women from Miaojiang are ruthless."

Sikong Wuqing emphasized again, and then smiled: "However, although the old man has been tortured by her for so many years, she is not much better. Not only the meridians of the whole body are retrograde, but the face is completely destroyed, and the whole person has become crazy. , the only obsession in her heart is to chase and kill the old man, I guess she doesn't even know who she is now."

"This blue bird can't beat the old man, but Yin Qingxuan's true inheritance of her lightness kung fu has been passed on. It's really great. Her body skills are better than ghosts. Once she escapes, the old man can't catch up with her, so he called us over."

"If she dares to come again, the old man wants the two of us to help, and the three of us will work together to kill her in one fell swoop!"

Sikong Wuhen heard this, and nodded with a smile: "Well, it's fine to kill him, it's clean and tidy! Otherwise, the old man will probably be completely driven crazy by her."

"Then, what about other things?"

Obviously, Sikong Wuhen had absolute confidence in the three of them working together to kill the blue bird, so he casually said something before asking other questions.

Sikong Wuqing said indifferently: "The other two things, which are more important, are for the two of you. One is Ling Yun, that scoundrel, and the other, of course, is Ye Xingchen, that rambunctious hoof."

"Ling Yun has risen strongly in Qingshui City, but his identity is unknown, but according to my estimation, 99% of him is the evil seed born by Ling Xiao and Yin Qingxuan!"

"In the past few months, Lingyun has suddenly risen like a comet against the sky, defeating the Eight Great Sects of Huaxia, and Ye Xingchen has not been doing business and has appeared frequently in Qingshui City. What does this mean?"

Sikong Wuhen made a cruel sneer like a jackal: "That is to say, if Ling Yun is really Ling Xiao's son, then he will definitely come to the capital to recognize his ancestor and return to his clan, and once he recognizes his ancestor and returns to his clan, Ye Xingchen will naturally go Will be completely on his side, then..."

Sikong continued ruthlessly: "Then, it's time for the Ling family to really die!"

A cruel sneer flashed across Sikong Wuhen's face: "Hehe, no wonder the old man asked us to come back at this time. Brother, let's make an agreement first. After we wipe out the Ling family, Ye Xingchen's hoof is mine. You Don't grab me!"

Sikong Wuqing turned his ears sideways, listening to the muffled groans coming from the secret room, a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "I'm not interested."

At this time, in the secret room next to the two of them.

Ling Xiao was naked and nailed to a cross made of wood. His hair was disheveled. He had already been tortured to the point where he was inhuman!

That's right, the whole person was nailed to the wooden cross with 20 cm long steel nails, and the whole person was nailed to the wood forcibly.

The palms of Ling Xiao's hands, two arms, two legs, and the insteps of both feet were all nailed with nails. The big steel nails went through the belt, bone and flesh, and nailed firmly into the back Among the logs, Ling Xiao couldn't move.

For more than a month, he has been eating, drinking, and drinking in this state, and the whole secret room has already been filled with stench.

Ling Xiao's jaw had already been picked off by Sikong Tu, and his dantian was sealed at the same time. It was impossible to kill himself by biting his tongue or cutting off his meridians.

At this time, Ling Xiao's whole body was not intact. Even his originally handsome and extraordinary face was rolled outwards by the cut skin. As he trembled in pain, those blood dripping The rotten meat was hanging there and dangling non-stop.

The face is like this, the appearance of Ling Xiao's body can be imagined, there are stab wounds everywhere, often the old wounds have not healed, and the skin is cut open again in an instant, as long as there are no vital parts on his body, this is the case, almost impossible to find. to a good piece of meat.

And pain is just one of them.

You know, in the past more than a month, but in summer, this house is located in the mountains, so mosquitoes are indispensable, especially at night, Ling Xiao is covered in flesh and blood, and he still has to bear the bites of mosquitoes. The itching and pain of the blood-eating flesh are even more endless torture.

Now if ordinary people come in and see Ling Xiao's appearance, the timid ones will definitely be scared to death!

This secret room, where it is still in the world, is simply a skinning hell!

But even so, Ling Xiao still couldn't die, because the person tormenting him was Sikong Tu, who was born on the ninth floor!

"Hiss!"

Sikong Tu stretched out his hand, and forcibly tore off a piece of flesh from Ling Xiao's shoulder, and said with a sinister grin, "Hehehehehe, Ling Xiao, how does it feel to be hacked into pieces by me?!"

"After taking my medicine every night, I can't move even if I'm burned, and I have to bear the bites of countless mosquitoes and ants all over my body. Is it so uncomfortable?!"

Yes, there is still one place on Ling Xiao's body that is fine until now, and that is his lower body. In order to torture him, Sikong Tu arranged for someone to give him medicine every night, and give him the antidote in the morning, once a day.

"Chi Chi!"

Sikongtu grinned grimly, stretched out both hands, and pulled out the two steel nails nailed to Ling Xiao's elbow, "Puff" twice, moved another inch, and stuck them in again!

"Um… "

Ling Xiao finally let out a muffled groan, and he shook his hair with difficulty, his tiger eyes weeping blood, fixedly staring at Sikong Tu.

"Stare at me, stare at me! Hmph!"

Sikong Tu grinned grimly, and said cruelly: "If you dare to rob a woman from me, this is what will happen to you!"

As he was talking, he lowered his head, stared at Ling Xiao's lower body, and said with a smile: "It doesn't hurt here, does it? It's hard to hold back, right? Hehe, don't worry, let you feel comfortable for a few more days, and then I will Cut it off and feed it to the wolves!"

"Si... Sikongtu... you, you will definitely die!"

Ling Xiao's eyes were about to burst, and he used all his strength to curse every single word.

Sikong Tu laughed wildly: "Hey, I don't know how I died, but your Ling family is going to be wiped out soon! Let me tell you..."

At this moment, Sikongtu, who was surrounded by a cloud of black mist, suddenly stopped speaking, and turned his head to look outside the house.

At this time, in a dense forest outside the house, a thin black figure with a black veil appeared there like a ghost.

"Hmph! The haunted soul is still there, Blue Bird, today I, Sikong Tu, want you to come and go!"

Sikongtu snorted coldly, left Ling Xiao alone, and walked to the door of the secret room, opened the door and walked out.

"Ruthless, no hatred, follow me!"

(end of this chapter)