Chapter 243 Finally Get out of trouble

"The general is arriving!" While the two of them were blaming themselves, Cheng Zhiyuan suddenly came.

Yu Yaobai and Guan Yunjin had to cheer up to meet Cheng Zhiyuan. After all, there are still many places to rely on this old general in the current situation.

"The last general will see my emperor..."

"The old general is free of courtesy!" Yu Yaobai saluted when he saw Cheng Zhiyuan coming in. He immediately came forward and picked up Cheng Zhiyuan and said, "This is an extraordinary period. The old general doesn't need to be polite!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Cheng Zhiyuan took the opportunity to stand up and then punched the two people and said, "Your Majesty! Lord! There is a sentence that I don't know whether to say it or not!"

"Old general, please!" Yu Yaobai said with a wry smile. He can more or less guess Cheng Zhiyuan's intention.

"The last general knows that the goddess of Nangong is now life and death. The last general also knew that your majesty and the prince were very worried about the goddess! But the last general still wants to say to your majesty and the prince! No matter how good the Nangong Godz Pavilion is, after all, it is a district woman. Your Majesty and the prince are still carrying tens of millions of people in Fengchu. The last general hopes that His Majesty and the prince will cherish the tens of millions of people of the State of Fengchu. Don't miss the country because of a woman!" Cheng Zhiyuan persuaded bitterly.

"Old General! Don't say it again. I know the priorities. He also asked the old general to go down to rectify the military affairs and pay attention to the movement of the evil coalition. I know what to do!" Yu Yaobai said with a cold look. Shangguan Yunjin's face is not very good-looking.

Cheng Zhiyuan is a person who has fought for a lifetime, and most of these people have a shortcoming. That's the preference for boys over girls. After all, women do have inherent disadvantages in war.

Even if Nangong Miin is very strong, it is difficult to change Cheng Zhiyuan's idea for a while. Therefore, in Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes, although he has changed his view of Nangong Miyin, he subconsciously only regarded Nangong Miyin as an ordinary woman.

So this persuasion is very unpleasant in the eyes of Shangguan Yunjin and Yu Yaobai. After all, in their hearts, the weight of Nangong Miyin is no less than that of the whole Fengchu Kingdom.

But it's not a taste, although Cheng Zhiyuan's words don't sound good. But they understand some of the meanings in the words very well. Now Nangong Miyin doesn't know whether to live or die.

But the army of the evil coalition has not retreated yet. Without foreign aid, the only hope of Fengchu is the strength in their hands now. Even for the thousands of people of Fengchu, they can't continue to sink.

But I don't understand that the two people in my heart are still not very acceptable. In particular, Cheng Zhiyuan said that Nangong Miyin was a woman, which made the two of them a little bored. What makes the two depressed is that in this situation, they can't show this kind of boredom.

After all, many of Cheng Zhiyuan's words make sense. Now Yu Yaobai keeps up with Shangguan Yunjin, which can be said to be the future of the whole Fengchu country, once they are depressed. Then it is absolutely impossible to win this battle.

"My Majesty...hey!" The last order will be followed. Cheng Zhiyuan still wanted to persuade him again, but looking at the look of Yu Yaobai and Guan Yunjin, he also knew that no matter what they said now, they might not be able to listen to it. They could only sigh helplessly and take orders to rectify their military affairs. After all, 50,000 people have just arrived, and he still has a lot of things to do.

"I believe Miin is fine!" After Cheng Zhiyuan went out for a long time, Yu Yaobai said first. And it is not an interrogative sentence but an affirmative sentence.

"I hope you're right. After all, Miin is not an ordinary woman. It's not easy to deal with her with any conspiracy!" Shangguan Yunjin said the same.

Two people have to comfort themselves in this way, otherwise they don't know whether they will crush themselves in endless self-reproach.

Tortured by a leather whip twice a day, this is Nangong Miin's three-day life. There is no food, no water, and even the injuries on the body are left untreated.

No matter who sees Nangong Miin at this moment, I'm afraid he can't treat her as the same person as the previous woman like Lingbo Fairy.

At this time, Nangong Miyin's face was as pale as paper and skinny. His eyes are deeply sunken, and there is no trace of brilliance. The lips are as dark as ink, full of traces of dryness. My body is full of dust and blood. I can't even see a trace of intact skin.

Only through the constantly shaking body can you know. Nangong Miyin is still tenaciously alive.

Mo Ziluo seems to like to torture Nangong Miin so much. There is no use of too inhuman criminal law. But after being poisoned by ten thousand poisons, Nangong Miyin almost always seemed to be cut by thousands of knives. The whip was tamped on her body, which caused as much pain as cutting meat with a knife.

What's more frightening is that Nangong Miin is a master of Xuanwang, although she can't use Xuanqi. However, its own resilience is still very strong. The bruises all over the body that had just been twitched by Mo Ziluo's skin whip began to scab. Because of this, when it was torn again the next day, the poison that went deep into the bone marrow and was devoured by thousands of worms was magnified countless times. Even Nangong Miyin thought more than once that it would be better to die than suffer from this inhuman pain.

"It's done!" Unlike the decadent appearance, although Nangong Miyin wanted to directly break herself more than once, with her strong willpower, Nangong Miyin still held on and did not give up the intention of survival.

Mo Violet will basically not appear here except to torture Nangong Miin twice a day. After all, as the guardian of Xiaoyao Palace, Mo Ziluo is still the second task of Xiaoyao Palace in the coalition of Xiaoyao Palace and the Underworld Sea. So Mo Ziluo still has a lot of things to deal with.

This gives Nangong Miin a lot of time. The reason why Nangong Miin lost weight so fast. It's not just because of the torture of Mo Ziluo. Even if there is no food or water, just relying on his own mysterious spirit, the mysterious master can persist for more than half a month even if he does not eat or drink.

And Nangong Mie lost weight so quickly. It's because Nangong Miin forcibly endured the severe pain in the meridians and kept reorganizing her mysterious spirit. The Xuanqi Xiaoyao makes Nangong Miin's demand for nutrition much greater. If there is no food supplement, you can only enjoy your own essence, so Nangong Miyin sells so fast.

At the beginning, Xuanqi had just started, and because of the severe pain, Nangong Miyin immediately lost control of Xuanqi. However, Nangong Miyin did not give up, slowly mobilizing her mysterious spirit bit by bit. Fortunately, Wangu's heart-eating heart could not consume the mysterious qi in her body, but because of the severe pain all over her body, Nangong Miyin could not mobilize the mysterious qi.

After a long period of exploration, Nangong Miyin pulled out a trace of her mysterious energy. He endures inhuman pain and slowly forms a cycle in his body. After success, a trace of mystery continues again. This method is not very smart, but it is undeniably very effective. For three days, except for when Mo Ziluo came to torture her every day, Nangong Miin used all the time to do this. Now, Nangong Miyin is finally finished. Although the mysterious spirit in the body is not too strong. According to the cultivation, it may only be green. But this is undoubtedly a great success for Nangong Miyin.

The joy of Nangong Miin did not last long. Nangong Miyin, who is immersed in her own mysterious control, can't feel the passage of time. When she heard Mo Ziluo's voice and opened her eyes, it was another day.

"It seems that you have been living a good life recently!" Mo Ziluo's voice gritted his teeth and was extremely angry.

Originally, Mo Ziluo was very proud recently, and his envious and jealous enemy finally fell into his hands and tortured him.

It doesn't need many tricks. It only needs a poison that eats the heart. That woman has been tortured to death. The reason why I go to the extra torture every day is just that Mo Ziluo vents the resentment in his heart.

But what did you see today? The woman who was already dying. Unexpectedly, he suddenly recovered a trace of energy, and now he is still healing with his spare strength. This made Mo Ziluo's unhellogged heart magnified up.

"..." Nangong Miyin didn't say anything. She looked at Mo Ziluo faintly, but her heart was a little depressed. She was still careless. Now she was trapped in the enemy camp and was so blatantly mysterious. Now that he has been found by the other party, it seems that the chance of escape is even more slim.

I don't know what to say for Mo Ziluo Nangong. She always believed that there was no direct hatred between the two. But the other party obviously doesn't think so.

"Why don't you talk? What are you looking at? Call me! Please forgive me!" Nangong Miin's indifferent eyes aroused Mo Ziluo's ferocity. The whip in his hand fell like rain again. Nangong Miyin could no longer find a scar on his body.

Xiao is Nangong Miyin's mysterious spirit has recovered a lot. He was also tortured and trembled all over. He clenched his fists tightly and tried his whole body to make himself scream.

Seeing that Nangong Miyin tried her best not to let her scream, Mo Ziluo was full of indescribable pleasure and laughed proudly, "B bitch! Fox spirit. You know how powerful this method is! Humph!"

After torturing Nangong Miin, Mo Ziluo was refreshed and ready to leave. This is one of the things she has to do every day. Mo Ziluo can't do anything except torture Nangong Miin every day. No matter the food and water, it has not been prepared for Nangong Miin. Obviously, he is not going to let Nangong Miin get out of here alive. When will you die and when will this torture really end?

"It's awesome!" But today's situation is obviously different from usual. Mo Ziluo just finished speaking. A gloomy voice suppressed his anger, as if it was about to explode at any time. At the moment of terrible pressure like the cloud pressing the city before the rainstorm, Mo Violet did not dare to move.

"Lord of the Palace? Why are you here?" Mo Ziluo turned around with difficulty and said with a smile in front of the demonic face of the dragon soul that forcibly suppressed his anger, "Look at me, I'm interrogating the prisoner. How can the lord of the palace come to such a place? Just call me if there is anything!"

Mo Violet intends to distract the dragon soul. After all, now Nangong Miyin can hardly see the human form at all. Mo Ziluo can only hope that the dragon soul can't see that the former woman was Nangong Miyin.

"Is that so? I don't know what the prisoner is. Do you have to bother to interrogate him in person? The owner of this palace is very curious!" The dragon soul suppressed the fierce anger in his heart and walked step by step in the direction of Nangong Miin.

"Lord, listen to me..." Mo Ziluo is still making the last effort. She didn't know how the Dragon Soul knew that Nangong Miin was here.

"Mo Ziluo! Don't force me to kill you!" As soon as Mo Ziluo started, he ushered in the cold voice of the dragon soul like the cold winter wind and snow without a trace of emotion.

Mo Ziluo has no doubt that if he stops the dragon soul again, he will kill himself without hesitation. Think back to what I have done to Nangong Miyin in the past few days. Think about the Dragon Soul's obsession with Nangong Miyin. I think that because of this matter, the dragon soul will gradually alienate himself and be a stranger to himself in the future.

Mo Violet suddenly fell into the abyss of despair. There is a kind of desperate coldness all over. Look at the dragon soul walking in the direction of Nangong Mi Yinnian. The despair in Mo Ziluo's eyes gradually turned into ferocious.

"Since I can't get it, no one can get it!" While all the attention of the dragon soul is on Nangong Miyin. Mo Ziluo suddenly moved.

With a shake of his wrist, the whip in his hand seemed to have turned into a ferocious poisonous snake, and he whipped Nangong Miyin. This is not the kind of "gentle" way she played when she tortured Nangong Mi Yinnian in the past two days. After injecting Xuanqi, the leather whip in Mo Ziluo's hand can be divided into gold and rift stones.

Don't say that Nangong Miin is dying at this time. Even if he is in a perfect state, he dares not let Mo Ziluo's whip hit his body.

"Bang!" There was a crisp sound.

The happy expression on Mo Ziluo's face did gradually dissipate. It turned out that this whip did not hit Nangong Miin. Instead, he was preempted by the dragon soul and blocked in front of Nangong Miyin with his own body. He was hit by Mo Ziluo.

Even with the cultivation of the dragon soul Xuanzun, his body was dripping with blood drawn by Mo Ziluo in this whip. It can be seen how much strength Mo Ziluo used.

The dragon soul did focus on Nangong Miin. Because at this time, the state of Nangong Miyin makes the dragon soul feel that a heart is about to be torn. Looking at Nangong Miyin's blood-soaked, his eyes were faintly lying there. The whole heart of the dragon soul is dripping blood and twitching.

In this case, Mo Ziluo suddenly attacked Nangong Miyin, and even the dragon soul did not expect it at all. You can only rely on Xuanzun's cultivation to block Mo Ziluo's attack.

"Looking for death!" Mo Ziluo's sudden sneak attack made the dragon soul really angry. Regardless of Mo Ziluo's identity, he slapped him back with his backhand.

Mo Ziluo didn't expect that the dragon soul would really do it to himself. He was surprised when the dragon soul blocked his attack for Nangong Miyin. The dragon soul has been slapped on Mo Ziluo's shoulder.

I was caught off guard. Mo Ziluo only felt the darkness in front of him, and he didn't know what to do.

Looking at the fallen Mo Ziluo, the dragon soul was entangled for a long time. In the end, there was no cruelty. After all, she is still the granddaughter of the elder of the inner door. Mo Ziluo's life and death are not his sole decision.

As Long Jie said, Mo Ziluo is indeed a woman who has more than enough success. Even Long Jue didn't expect that Mo Ziluo would really put Nangong Miin directly in the army.

You should know that the Dragon Soul is the owner of Xiaoyao Palace. On the surface, he is a serious man who governs the Xiaoyao Palace. The information in hand is insufficient both externally and internally.

In this case, Mo Violet openly imprisoned Nangong Miin in the army. If the Dragon Soul didn't know it, he, the owner of the Xiaoyao Palace, would not know how many times he had died.

"Miyin! Are you all right?" I no longer pay attention to Mo Ziluo, who falls to the ground and knows nothing about life and death. The dragon soul gently picked up Nangong Miyin and asked softly. The movements were soft and abnormal, afraid of touching the wound on Nangong Miin's body.

However, after three days of torture by Mo Vio. There is still a good place on Nangong Mi Yinnian's body, even if the dragon soul has repeatedly lighten his movements. Nangong Miyin couldn't help frowning. He looked like he was enduring pain.

"I... I'm fine!" Although the severe pain on his body was still not relieved at all, Nangong Miin still said lightly. Now it can be said that the two are enemies. After all, Nangong Miyin is the one who helps Fengchu. And the Dragon Soul is the leader of one of the evil forces that invaded Fengchu.

"How can it be okay! The wound on your body!" The dragon soul frowned and said. The injury on Nangong Miyin's body was so horrible that the man Longhun looked like his scalp was numb.

He looked coldly at Mo Ziluo lying on the ground, and the dragon soul was secretly annoyed that it was too light to do it just now. Just at the critical moment. After all, the Dragon Soul still doesn't want to have any problems inside the Xiaoyao Palace. The palm power that hit Mo Violet couldn't help but be a little lighter. Therefore, although Mo Ziluo is seriously injured now, it is not fatal.

In order to alleviate the pain of Nangong Miin, the dragon soul is not talking much. Point to Nangong Miin's sleeping hole. Then he picked up Nangong Miin and went to treat her.

As for Mo Violet? The dragon soul can't wait to kill her with a knife now. What else does she do?

After a long time, Mo Ziluo woke up leisurely, and his eyes were empty and there was no focus. After a long time, he recalled that he was dizzy by the dragon soul. After so many days of painful torture, Nangong Miin naturally could not have nothing at all. Now Nangong Miyin can obviously feel that he thinks about problems slowly than opinions. A lot, thinking about many things seems to be in the clouds.

On the other side, Mo Violet woke up and felt the mysterious spirit that seemed to have completely disappeared from her body. He gritted his teeth and said, "Dragon Soul! I have a deep affection for you, how can you treat me like this!"