Gu Qingze murmured, while frowning and thinking hard.
At the same time, Chu Shaoyang walked into the underground stone prison of the rockery.
This place is dark and damp. It was the place where he used to imprison Gu Qingze, but now there is someone else in this stone prison.
Mo Chuan was imprisoned here.
However, his treatment was not as good as Gu Qingze's. He was tied to a huge stone pillar, and his hands and feet were bound by long and heavy iron chains, and he could not even move.
Despite this, Chu Shaoyang still tapped his twelve major acupuncture points, and would replenish them every six hours.
If a person practicing martial arts has his acupuncture points restrained for a long time, not only will his qi and blood be blocked, but his meridians will also be blocked. In severe cases, his skills will be severely damaged.
Of course Chu Shaoyang knew all this, but he didn't care at all. It was precisely because he knew that he had to use this method to deal with Mo Chuan.
The more torture he wanted to make him suffer, the better.
As for torture, it can only make him feel the pain of flesh and blood.
Chu Shaoyang didn't even bother to do it.
If he wants to torture people, he uses the most ruthless method. He knows what method can make Mo Chuan feel heart-breaking pain!
That is to let him see his most beloved woman marry another man!
For this reason, he must also let Mo Chuan live well.
Hearing Chu Shaoyang's approaching footsteps, Mo Chuan slowly raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the stone gate.
He was not surprised that Chu Shaoyang did not torture him, because he knew that Chu Shaoyang would never let him go so easily. He must have prepared a bigger and heavier gift for himself.
As for what that gift was, Mo Chuan didn't want to think about it.
Every few hours, someone would come to give him water and food. The water was cool spring water, and the food was steamed buns and pickles.
He ate it happily every time.
If he wants to save her, he must keep himself strong enough. He is like a leopard, gathering momentum in the dark.
He did not lose hope because he lost his freedom.
The heavy stone door slowly opened, and it was Chu Shaoyang who came in.
He was elegantly dressed and full of energy. Compared with Mo Chuan who was tied to a stone pillar, one looked like a god in the sky and the other looked like a beggar on the ground.
Chu Shaoyang approached Mo Chuan step by step, his eyes shining with interest, like a cat seeing a mouse under its paws.
"Chu Mochuan, how are you doing here?" He said calmly.
Strangely enough, Mo Chuan's current image is definitely not as handsome as the Fengshen, but his eyes are still as deep and black as usual. When he looked at Chu Shaoyang, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he actually smiled.
"Thanks to the care, I'm living well." His voice was as clear and smooth as ever.
How could he still laugh!
Chu Shaoyang's eyes widened, then narrowed slightly, looking up and down at Mo Chuan.
"I didn't expect that the emperor, who has always been well-dressed and well-fed, would actually eat steamed buns so happily." He said sarcastically.
Mo Chuan smiled slightly and said, "There are many things you didn't expect."
Chu Shaoyang stared into his eyes, with a blade-like light in his eyes, and suddenly smiled.
He said calmly: "Yes, there are many things you can't think of."
Although both of them were smiling, their words were in sharp contrast and refused to give in to each other.
Chu Shaoyang turned his head and looked at Mo Chuan: "Would you like to guess why I came here to see you?"
Mo Chuan said nothing, and his pupils became darker.