Seeing Taoist Guiyun, Shangguan Ruoli knew why the guard reminded her. It was indeed quite scary.

Not only were his eyeballs and teeth lost, but his face was shrunken, and his whole body was limp and turned into flesh. The skin on his body was also stripped off, and the things that reproduced heirs were also cut off.

It seems that all kinds of tricks have been used.

Shangguan Ruoli rubbed his brows and gathered up his fox fur cloak, "Taoist Master Guiyun? I thought he was an outsider, why do you look like a skinned dead dog?"

"Who are you? If you dare to speak ill of me, I will kill you!" Taoist Guiyun gritted his teeth.

Shangguan Ruoli sneered twice and said, "As a monk, you have helped the despotic king, colluded with King Li, mutilated pregnant women, and deceived the Holy Heart. For these crimes, it will not be an exaggeration for you to die a hundred times."

Taoist Guiyun kept struggling, but the bones in his legs and feet were crushed, and he could only squirm like a boneless insect.

Taoist Master Guiyun said harshly: "Where did you come from, you stinky bitch! Come here and let me play, I will let you moan in comfort, I..."

What he said was vulgar and unpalatable.

Shangguan Ruoli knew that he wanted to anger her and ask her to kill him and give him pleasure.

Rejoice couldn't bear to listen and gritted her teeth and said: "Shut up, if you keep spitting feces with your mouth full, I'll kill you!"

Taoist Master Guiyun smiled, and his smile was so ferocious, "If you want to kill me, you don't have to wait until today. You want to find out my ancestor's secrets and the list of my disciples."

Shangguan Ruoli stepped forward slowly and said calmly: "Yes, so are you willing to say it?"

Taoist Master Guiyun smiled obscenely, "You little bitch waited on me all night, that's what I said!"

"Okay, then let me serve you for one night." A cold light flashed in Shangguan Ruoli's eyes, "Come here, bring me a pottery basin!"

Chief Guiyun narrowed his eyes, "What are you doing with the pottery basin? Could it be to wash my face?"

Shangguan Ruoli chuckled, "You don't even look at your own virtue. The skin on your face is gone, and your face has collapsed into a pit, and you still want to wash your face? You have already cut off the things that caused you sin, and you still want to commit sin.

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Then, he sat down on a chair nearby and said, "Taoist Master Guiyun, I'll give you one last chance. How much do you know about zombie puppets? Where are they hiding? Who else are the disciples of the black-robed ancestor?"

Taoist Guiyun spat out a mouthful of blood and water to Shangguan Ruoli, but fortunately, she brushed it away with her palm.

The guard raised his foot and kicked Taoist Master Guiyun in the chest, "How impudent!"

Taoist Master Guiyun was kicked until he spit out a mouthful of blood, but he laughed out loud, "Okay, kill me. If you have the guts, just kill me!"

At this time, a guard came over carrying a pottery basin filled with soup.

"It's really boring to peel off the skin and extract the bones." Shangguan Ruoli smiled coldly. Even Taoist Master Guiyun felt horrified when he heard that voice, "Let's see how many basins of blood he has."

Then he ordered the guard: "Make a cut on the artery on his wrist, not too big, and let the blood drip into the basin drop by drop."

Sometimes the most terrifying thing is not death, but the feeling of waiting to die.

Especially in the dark, this feeling will be infinitely amplified.

This is a psychological tactic. Sometimes in order to increase the effect, the prisoner is locked in a small dark room. Now that Taoist Master Guiyun is blind, this procedure is omitted.

The guard took out a dagger and cut the wrist of Taoist Guiyun. They often tortured prisoners, and their strength was very good. The blood dripped out drop by drop, and they could not die for a while.

The guard placed his limp wrist on the pottery basin and adjusted the position so that the blood dripped into the basin, making a sound of water dripping.

Shangguan Ruoli motioned for everyone to be silent, and there was only the sound of blood dripping in the pottery basin: tick-tock, tick-tock...

Because the bones were broken, Taoist Master Guiyun struggled in vain, but he laughed arrogantly and said: "I'm just not afraid of death, you don't have to do any tricks!"

No one said anything, just watching him talk to himself.

Taoist Guiyun thought that everyone had left, so he stopped howling and listened with his ears.

There was no movement in the darkness, only the sound of his own breathing and the sound of blood dripping into the pottery basin, drop by drop, and the sound seemed to hit his heart.

He said nonchalantly: "Okay, let me die this way."

He even sang a little tune.

Rejoice asked with her eyes: Is this okay?

Shangguan Ruoli nodded. The reason why Taoist Guiyun shouted and sang was to embolden himself.

When I was a kid, I would walk at night and pass the cemetery. The timid ones would sing songs to cheer up their courage. The bold ones would just ride past and ignore the cemetery at all.

Sure enough, Taoist Guiyun's singing voice became quieter and quieter. The less he wanted to hear the sound of blood dripping in the pottery basin, the sound just went right into his ears.

And it is magnified countless times in a dark and silent environment.

He felt that it was starting to become difficult to breathe, and death was coming towards him step by step.

However, time seemed to be extended indefinitely, and even though he couldn't die, the sound of blood dripping became louder and louder, and he could hear that there was more and more blood in the basin.

Shangguan Ruoli sat there leisurely, waiting patiently. He showed no pity or kindness to the scene in front of him.

Seeing that Taoist Guiyun was breathing more and more rapidly, a look of fear appeared on his bloody face, and he had reached the end of his strength.

Sure enough, before even making a cup of tea, Taoist Master Guiyun screamed: "I said, I said!"

Shangguan Ruoli raised his hand, and the guards came forward to stop the bleeding on his wrist.

Another guard picked up the ginseng soup that had been prepared early and drank it for Taoist Guiyun. This ginseng soup could hold Taoist Guiyun's breath away and prevent him from fainting.

The face of Taoist Guiyun was as white as paper, and he was gasping for breath with blood all over his body. Life was worse than death.

"Say it, otherwise I will find ways to make your life worse than death." Shangguan Ruoli glanced at him casually and his voice was lazy.

This amount of blood can purify people's souls. Here, the baptism of killing is the beginning of rebirth.

She doesn't want to kill people, but she never avoids killing people.

The stability of society and the upholding of justice, in this era of the weak and the strong, mainly rely on fighting violence with violence.

She is fortunate to be at the front end of the food chain. Since she has this advantage, she must make full use of it.

Perhaps, this is an occupational disease brought about by the past life. Or, it is also the knight's dream deep in the soul.

Taoist Master Guiyun was dying, "Prince Li is not my master. My master is the black-robed ancestor. He was once the emperor of Canglan Continent. You can't deal with him."

The cold wind around him moved. Shangguan Ruoli turned around and saw Dongming Ziyu walking in. Seeing Taoist Guiyun speak, he was a little surprised and looked at Shangguan Ruoli approvingly.

Shangguan Ruoli blinked at him, turned around and asked Taoist Guiyun, "Where is the place where the zombie puppets and pregnant women are hidden?"
Chapter completed!