The pressing questions in this process are just routine questions and answers!
"You...how many other spiritual creatures like this do you have?!"
Jiang Zhong asked in a hissing voice. He knew that no matter how hard it was for him to persevere, his only hope was that there weren't many magical recovery spirits.
"No more, this is the last one."
Yun Yang replied gently: "As long as you survive this time, you can die! Good news, right? Are you looking forward to it? Work hard and persevere! If you keep supporting, you will win!"
"Pooh!"
Jiang Zhong spat angrily!
This is what he answered the last time I asked him.
He held on to hope, but he took it out again and used it for himself with a nonchalant expression, as if he didn't care at all about wasting such a spiritual thing on a prisoner!
How many times can he give himself this process of going from death to life and from life to death over and over again
And how long can I sustain myself in this desperate sinking? !
Jiang Zhong felt that he really couldn't hold on any longer!
"What do you want to know?" Jiang Zhong said desperately: "As long as you promise to give me a good time! I say yes!"
"There are too many things I want to know. Even if you are willing to tell me, it will still waste a lot of time. But you shouldn't waste any time now!"
Yun Yang stretched out his hand: "Why can't you understand? How many copies of such a precious spiritual object can there be in the world? How many copies can I have? Maybe after this time, you can say nothing. Dead, Jiang Zhong, let’s go over it all over again. If you don’t like dividing the muscles and bones, then start with burning the meridians and devouring the meridians. You must hold back, don’t let me look down on you!”
"I say! I say! I say anything!"
Once his defenses were broken, his own demands would slip infinitely. Jiang Zhong struggled desperately and howled miserably, hoping to end this cruel process, but Yun Yang ignored his pleas and put his hands on him again.
Jiang Zhong cursed angrily and desperately, but Yun Yang remained indifferent and continued to use his torture skills step by step. It's still the same old routine, but this time it really starts with burning the meridians and devouring the meridians.
However, the pain Jiang Zhong endured this time seemed to have increased tenfold!
He howled in pain, screamed, begged, and cursed. Once his psychological defense collapsed, he was no different from an ordinary prisoner!
Even worse than the average person. When the psychological defense line collapsed and I felt that my previous persistence was all in vain, it was all torture without any use, and a lot of mental fatigue accumulated in the past suddenly came over me.
Jiang Zhong has completely collapsed!
This time, he was quickly tortured until he was once again close to the edge of death...
In the confusion, a life spirit approached again as expected.
"No more... no more... no more..." Jiang Zhong shut his mouth desperately, trying to ask for the infusion of life energy, but Yun Yang just covered his nose, and after a while, he opened his mouth involuntarily.
The rich life energy was still as strong as ever, entering his body as always, and his meridians were repaired bit by bit.
As a result, his body once again entered a state of rapid recovery.
But for such a rapid recovery, Jiang Zhong was filled with sincere fear!
He couldn't take it anymore.
"I said!"
"I'll tell you whatever you ask!"
"I really mean, all of you, please, stop torturing me!"
"Woooooooo..."
Jiang Zhong cried uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face.
He thought he would never shed tears again in his life. How could he still shed tears when he was so hard-hearted
But now he was crying with tears and runny nose all over his face.
"Jiang Zhong, no matter what, you are still a high-level cultivator at the pinnacle of Jiuzhong Mountain!"
Yun Yang frowned and said: "How can you be so devoid of dignity as a cultivator? Under such a little torture, you gave in so quickly? Don't you boast that you have strong bones? Are you really a cultivator on behalf of Jiuzhong Mountain? Shame on you!”
Jiang Zhong cried even more sadly.
How can I boast of having strong bones...
But I seriously never thought that my bones would be soft!
However, no matter how hard the bones are, they cannot withstand such torture.
This Young Master Yun, this Feng Zun in front of me, is definitely a lunatic!
"Why don't you endure it any longer, don't say anything, and don't just give up the dignity of a high-level cultivator!"
Yun Yang said calmly: "At least let me do it one more time. I promise you that as long as you can survive it, you can die. I don't have that kind of magic medicine anymore. This is really the last time, okay?"
The hands stretched out again.
"No!"
Jiang Zhong looked at those white plain hands, as if he had seen a poisonous snake, and he shrank back desperately: "I said! I said... no more..."
"I'm not Jiang Zhong, I'm Jiang Zhong's twin brother Jiang Cheng. I'm not Jiang Zhong. I sneaked into the palace and killed my brother Jiang Zhong for the original poster's order, and then I kept pretending to be him..."
"I entered the palace thirty years ago. I have done many things, many things..."
Jiang Zhong had collapsed. As soon as Yun Yang stretched out his hand, he started to talk continuously, telling what he had done at an extremely fast speed!
Because he is afraid!
I'm afraid that if I speak slowly, this devil will start torturing me again!
"I killed Concubine Li, I also killed Concubine Li's family, and I also killed Eunuch Du, the imperial cook. I... I was also responsible for the poisoning of Yu Peize, and I was responsible for one of them. Important link... Also, the death of the Ninth Prince was also my fault... "
"I also did..."
"I participated in the matter of the Nine Lords, and I am responsible for..."
"Fu Baoguo was designed by me. I designed him to come into contact with Lord Chunhan and then be subjected to the soul-transferring technique several times in a row. The process..."
"I… "
Jiang Cheng was talking desperately, and he really didn't dare to pause at all, because Yun Yang's hand was right in front of him.
He spoke very quickly and described all the things he had done, like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.
Yun Yang stared at him coldly, his eyes even more serious.
In the shadows on the other side, Shui Wuyin moved his pen as fast as he could, quickly recording Jiang Zhong's words!
No one can lie in such a fast telling!
Keep talking about recent events.
Speaking of the death of Mi Kongqun, we also talked about the death of He Hanqing;
"I'm very scared. If you can find Mi Kongqun and even He Hanqing, you may find me at any time... I have been thinking of ways these past few days, thinking about both luck and trying to escape... But I..."
At this moment, Jiang Cheng finished talking about this matter and suddenly stopped talking. He didn't know how to continue for a while, because he had already told all the major things he had done in the past few decades!
Never again.
He raised his head in horror and looked at Yun Yang: "No more?"
"No more?" Yun Yang's face darkened: "Keep talking!"
Jiang Cheng's tears that had just stopped flowed out again: "It's really gone. I swear to God, it's really gone! I don't know anything about Qingyunfang, and I don't know who did it! If I Whether you know it or not, let me be a bastard in the next life. As a human being, I will be a bastard every day. As a bastard, I will be a bastard every day..."
Be a bastard in the next life!
For eunuchs, this is the most extreme and vicious curse!
My body was mutilated in this life, and I finally had the next life, but I still have to be a bastard every day...
This curse is no less vicious.
Yun Yang snorted angrily and suddenly turned his palms.
Jiang Chengdeng's whole body trembled violently, and he looked at the palm of Yun Yang's hand in horror. There was green life energy rising there again, and this one was as big as a human head!
And those things that allowed me to recover before were probably only the size of a finger...
Is this thing actually such a big lump? ! How long will this torture yourself enough? !
I really torture myself all the way until the day I live a long life!
Jiang Cheng felt that this did not seem to be an empty threat!
"Your subordinates, your superiors, your subordinates!"
Yun Yang said coldly: "I've said it all, I'll let you die! If you miss the next one, we will continue to play. The decision is yours."
Jiang Cheng nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "I understand, I understand, I am the leader of the February Hall, and my subordinates are... Among them are... inside the palace... outside the palace... among the civil servants... among the generals... "
"My upline is Lord Chunhan. He has now been confirmed to have died..."
"No matter how much... I really don't know anymore..." He looked at Yun Yang pleadingly, tears streaming down his face again: "Believe me, I really don't know anymore... If I know but don't tell, I will be a bastard forever..."
Yun Yang remained silent and closed his eyes.
A sharp pain came over my heart.
He doesn't know anymore.
It seems that he really doesn’t know anymore…
But who did what happened in Qingyunfang
"Repeat what you have done!"
Yun Yang said coldly.
"Yes Yes."
After a long, long time.
It was the third watch of the night.
Shui Wuyin walked out with her own records and rubbed her wrists: "All records have been recorded and confirmed to be correct."
Yun Yang took a look and murmured: "It's still not complete. It seems that there is something left unsaid..."
Suddenly he reached out and pinched Jiang Cheng's arm like lightning: "You lied!"
The muscles and bones are divided and the hand is about to start again!
Jiang Cheng yelled, trembling violently all over, and suddenly his crotch was dripping with water, both front and back. He was obviously frightened by this sentence and became incontinent: "I didn't lie, I really didn't lie, If I lie, let me..."
For a time, his speaking speed was so fast that it almost caused auditory hallucinations, and he swore seventy or eighty poisonous oaths in an instant!
He never wanted to endure that kind of torture again.
Yun Yang just stretched out his hand, but before he actually took action, he was already frightened to death!
Yun Yang snorted and raised his hand.
Snap!
Jiang Cheng, who was swearing, had his head shattered into a rotten watermelon, and his nostrils actually let out a long breath, filled with a feeling of relief.
Relieved.
it is finally over.
His body became motionless and liberated.
Yun Yang's eyes were cold.
"One, two, three... There are still seventeen of his subordinates who have not been captured!..."