Ask the Mirror Chapter 198: Torture

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"Hey, where are you?" The female cultivator called softly, hoping that Huhai Sanren would respond.

Unfortunately, there is no other sound except the howling mountain wind.

The female cultivator still refuses to give up, her face seems angry and happy, and her voice is as greasy as honey, which can penetrate into people's hearts: "Dead people, where did they die?"

The voice has a kind of captivating power, it can float for miles, reach the ears, and make people feel the urge to speak harmoniously. However, after using this move, there was still no response from the mountains, and a layer of light fog slowly rose up in the surrounding area, gradually getting heavier.

This fog not only limits people's vision, but also confuses people's senses. The female cultivator took a second look and vaguely felt that the surrounding terrain had changed. For a moment, she couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south.

Chu Yan finally changed her color.

Dozens of miles away, Yu Ci was suffocated watching the goblins fighting. Seeing this surprise, he felt happy for a moment, clapped his legs and laughed. Just now he discovered that Huhai Sanren made many small moves during the search, which seemed to have a conspiracy, and now it was indeed the case.

With divine will and starlight in his soul, no one knows the whereabouts of Huhai Sanren better than him.

Huhai Sanren was very well prepared. He used the rocks as a cover and jumped off the cliff naked without hesitation. Halfway through, he took out his spare clothes from his storage ring, which was a set of night clothes. Putting it on hastily, his breath disappeared in an instant, weak to nothing. To achieve this effect, Yu Ci could tell that apart from holding his breath, the night clothes should also be extraordinary.

After everything was prepared, Huhai Sanren did not go far, but hid in a cave half a person high in the mountains, less than a mile away from Chu Yan in a straight line. The female cultivator's call came there twice. The second time, the guy couldn't help it anymore. He opened his mouth to speak, but hit his head when he stood up. He suddenly woke up and bit the tip of his tongue to resist the opponent's attack. lure. At the same time, he also took out the array disk and used his best ability.

He took advantage of the search opportunity to cleverly set up a formation, and now it's time to put it into effect.

After the fog rose, Huhai Sanren also wanted to take the opportunity to leave, but after hesitating, they stayed where they were, probably thinking that "the most dangerous place is the safest."

Yu Ci found it more and more interesting, but the perspective of Huhai Sanren was still limited. He thought about it and established a connection with a familiar "spy" in the distance. Soon, the fish and dragon that had been wandering around him silently came to him. Dive over.

This ichthyosaur is not that ichthyosaur. It's not the "mountain orphan" that He Qing temporarily lent to him, but Yu Ci's own pet "little guy". When he was taken to the Sky Rift Valley by the ghost beast, he forgot to give the order for the little guy to follow him, so he was separated for a while. When he returned to Yishan Yunzhou Pier, they reunited and were brought out this time.

This poor creature who had been sucked out of the true form of the Heavenly Dragon had long been trained by him to become an excellent spy. Now he was hiding in the mist, constantly bullying him, and bringing the female nun in the mountain into his perspective. For Yu Ci to watch.

Chu Yan called several times to no avail, and was trapped by the formation. She finally confirmed one thing: Huhai Sanren escaped!

Her pretty face was mixed with green and red, feeling embarrassed and angry at the same time. She has a deep mind and is good at acting. She is definitely not a simple character. But when she confidently controls everything and plays with the people in the lake and the sea in the palm of her hand, her perverted counterattack comes.

The female cultivator still doesn't know where she has exposed her flaw, or maybe Huhai Sanren just wants to ignore her - no matter which it is, it is like a slap in the face to her!

Chu Yan stood in the night wind with her clothes on, her palms gripping the corners of her clothes until her knuckles turned white.

In the end, she was finally able to control her emotions, walked to the place where the two of them were making trouble, and put on her own clothes one by one. With this, she slowly calmed down her mind, and when the outfit was ready, a very coquettish smile appeared on her lips.

"This woman is really not simple!"

When Yu Ci was sighing with emotion, the female cultivator opened her lips and whistled. The whistle was similar to the greasy sound before. It seemed powerless, but it swayed very far away. Soon, someone more than ten miles away responded with a roar.

The atmosphere was emptied and agitated. In response to the female cultivator's attack, the evil spirit swept across the void. The formation rippled and almost dispersed. Where the figure disappeared, a bald man in brocade clothes fell from the sky.

This is Fulong.

Yu Ci didn't have a deep impression of this person, so he recalled it after contacting Chu Yan. But the impression is one thing, the strength of the person coming is another. Fulong originally had the upper-level cultivation of Dan Huan. Although his cultivation was broken by Dafang Taoist priest, causing his cultivation to plummet by two levels, his experience and consciousness were there, and his strength was far greater than that of ordinary junior monks of Huan Dan.

The two are obviously partners. Yu Ci had already seen through this relationship when Chu Yan masked and robbed Huhai Sanren. This time it was just another proof.

Yu Ci thought that the female nun would ask Fulong to help with the search. Fulong himself thought so too, but the female nun said, "You help me protect the law."

Fu Long touched his bald head, a little confused, but still obeyed the order.

Looking at this situation, Yu Ci thought that the two of them should belong to an organization and have strict internal disciplines. Otherwise, it would be difficult to imagine that a Dan Huan monk like Fulong would obey the orders of a spiritual monk without any compromise.

While imagining, Chu Yan completely untied her messy bun and let her hair down. The crimson afterglow of joy still remained on her face, but as she stood there, her hair fluttering in the wind, gradually covering her face, her aura became extremely cold and eerie. She looked through the curtain of hair and looked at several things placed in front of her. Sweep up.

There are Huhai Sanren's clothes and remaining hair, including remnants of previous passions. It's rare for a female cultivator to be able to collect them. After looking around several times with his eyes, the sound of the incantation sounded, and the female cultivator's waterfall-like long hair moved automatically without wind. The middle seemed to be electrified by friction, flashing with thin green light. The scene was extremely weird.

Occasionally, the curtain was raised, and the female cultivator could be seen looking pale, obviously exerting a lot of effort. Finally, she stretched out her hand, and these things were ignited one after another under her fingertips. When the ashes were scattered in the mountain wind, a miserable roar came through the cloudy mountain peaks.

Although they were dozens of miles apart, through the simultaneous sensing of the little guy and Huhai Sanren, Yu Ci was able to capture the fluctuations and changes passing through the void. The details of the operation left a deep impression on Yu Ci.

It seems that he has been exposed to similar things before?

The fierce beating of the soul affected the starlight of the divine will residing on it. It was difficult for Yu Ci to grasp the detailed situation for a while. He only vaguely felt that the host was going crazy and could no longer cover up his identity. He hit his body several times in the small cave, trying to use self-mutilation to resist the pain in his body. In the end, he couldn't hold on anymore, so he crawled out of the cave where he was hiding and stumbled down the mountain to escape.

At this moment, Chu Yan’s red lips opened and she let out a silent scream.

While running away, Huhai Sanren's eyes were rolled up, and the whites of his eyes were completely exposed. The bulging blood vessels on his forehead were shocking. His feet were all in a mess. He actually fell down the mountain road, fell to the ground, and ended up bleeding. In the thorn bush, dizzy, struggling for life in pain.

"What a domineering spell." Yu Ci felt a chill in his heart. He hasn't recognized the method of this spell yet, but after seeing this situation, he has made up his mind to be extremely careful when encountering similar things in the future and never make the same mistake as Huhai Sanren.

The formation lost control and its power was reduced sharply. Within a moment, Chu Yan and Fulong came together to the place where Huhai Sanren fell.

Looking at Huhai Sanren's embarrassed figure, the female cultivator smiled slightly on her lips. She still didn't know what was wrong with her, but she soon had the answer.

Seeing Chu Yan approaching, Huhai Sanren struggled to escape, but after struggling twice on the ground, he was still unable to withstand the pain that drove him crazy. He could only curse: "Bitch, bitch!"

He kept repeating these two words, but it had no other effect besides showing his fear. The female cultivator still came here, gently touched his face with her fingers, and a charming smile appeared on her pretty face:

"Brother Huhai, can you tell me how you discovered Nu's flaw? Of course, there is a more important thing: you might as well repeat it carefully and let Brother Lingxi Sanren tell you the whereabouts of Xuan Ling Yin. Nu is confused. I’ve been feeling depressed for more than half a year!”

Huhai Sanren's eyes bulged out from pain, but he stared at Chu Yan, still repeating those two words: "Bitch, bitch..."

Chu Yan remained calm and her voice even became softer:

"Brother Huhai, please rest assured. Although you and I have broken up, the kindness of the past is still there. I will make you want to die and taste the most exciting taste in the world. It doesn't matter even if your body collapses, the previous paragraph At this time, I have just learned the art of trapping the soul, so I can take my brother’s soul lock back and use it as a master to make it again, okay?”

The bloodshot eyes in Huhai Sanren's eyes were almost bursting, but from this moment on, he was even deprived of the strength to speak!

The long night passed, the female cultivator took back her hand with a smile, looked at Huhai Sanren who had curled up as big as a baby, and exhaled with satisfaction: "Brother Huhai is indeed a first-class person, I am still a slave. I have never seen a person who can inherit all the secret "hundred and eight techniques" of the sect."

Fu Long stood behind him all night, and finally stopped for a moment, but his eyelids were twitching wildly. What "one wait one"! The Huhai San people had long wanted to beg for mercy, but Chu Yan turned a blind eye and didn't give up until he used all the one hundred and eight hands. At this time, Huhai Sanren had already collapsed and even vomited out the color of his mother's obscene clothes.

Suppressing the coldness in his heart, Fulong opened his eyes wide and watched the female cultivator take the storage ring from Huhai Sanren's hand and hold it up in front of his eyes.

In order to break the restriction above, Huhai Sanren had already howled hundreds of times. Not only Chu Yan heard it, but Fulong also remembered it vividly.

According to what Hu Hai Sanren said, he actually found Xuan Ling Yin a few days ago and put it into his storage ring. The hard searching in the following days was just a maze set up to get rid of Chu Yan and the two of them. I don’t know what Chu Yan thinks, but Fulong already believes it.

He didn't think there was anyone in the world who could conceal things under the control of the "hundred and eight hands".

At the very least, there can be no single person in Hu Hai!

He kept his breathing rhythm unchanged and slowly reached out his hand. Chu Yan's pink neck was in front of him. As long as he exerted a little force...

I felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen, as if countless thorns were piercing through me, messing up my internal organs.

Fulong let out an earth-shattering roar and exerted force with his extended claws, but the attack still missed.

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Nip interruptions in the bud. I don’t know how the demolition was arranged. Personally, I feel that the most difficult time has passed. I hope so... I beg for the consolation of the red ticket.