Su Luo glanced at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "Before I kill you, I will cut off your limbs, then cut your belly open, and make you suffer for ninety-eighty-one days before I let you die. Will you do that?"
Tan Kaixuan stared at Su Luo, his eyes almost popping out of hatred!
How dare she! She actually-
"Are they all dead?" Su Luo asked Tan Kaixuan condescendingly, raising his eyebrows with a half-smile.
Tan Kaixuan's original arrogance was just broken by Su Luo. He stared at Su Luo and sneered: "Not dead! They are not dead!"
Leaving the green hills to burn without worrying about burning wood, Tan Kaixuan decided to live and watched how Su Luo died in pain!
"Let them out." Su Luo's eyes swept away from the generals' faces, and the tip of Feng Wujian pointed directly at Tan Kaixuan.
Who dares to delay the generals? As long as they take a step forward, Tan Dashuai will die.
General Lin responded the fastest. He said to Su Luo, "I'm going! I'm going! I'm going to release them!"
With that said, General Lin turned around and ran back.
"I am going too!"
"Let's go too!"
For a time, all the twelve generals were taken away, and none were left.
And at this moment, in the military camp.
The prison was dark and dim, and the damp smelled badly.
The dungeon is oval in shape, surrounded by cells, and in the middle is where the execution takes place.
Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
One after another, the sound of whipping came!
The faces of the people in the cell were very ugly, and their expressions were both angry and frustrated.
Most of the detainees here are students of Imperial College, some are disciples of Shenwu Sect, and there are also some loose cultivators.
They have all been selected, and the spiritual roots are good, waiting for Lord Shadow to come over for the final inspection.
If they pass the inspection, they will be taken to the imperial capital, and they will be made into small gods or middle gods in batches.
It sounds beautiful, but these cultivators who were produced in batches have long since lost their personalities and memories, and are no longer themselves.
In the cell, many people were lying in front of the iron railings, watching the tortured people on the execution ground, and there was a kind of desolation in their hearts.
"Is that Ning Yihai?"
"That's right, it's Ning Yihai from the Ning family."
"These people in the Shura world are really not human! They take pleasure in abusing us, and they pull one out to whip one every hour! There is no reason or purpose at all, it's purely for fun!"
"Mu Yi, stop talking! If they hear it, it's over!"
Mu Yi clenched his fists, his beautiful eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth: "It's still a soldier who did such a thing! I really want to slap them in the face!"
"Hey, who told us to be in the Shura world now? Even if the spirit world wants to save it, the far water can't save the near fire."
"Can't we just sit back and wait?!" Mu Yi's eyes were red with anger, "If that's the case, it's better to just die!"
"Otherwise, what can we do? Resist?" The man who had been persuading Mu Yi was called Lu Yiming, his eyes were full of bitter helplessness, "Don't talk about it, to attract their attention, everyone Not a good time."
At this moment, the two jailers who had executed Ning Yihai abruptly turned around, those falcon-like eyes staring at Lu Yiming and the direction they were in!
suddenly,