The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist! Chapter 1429: : Xiaoyueyue

? "Huh, I almost recovered at last." Fang Lin opened his eyes and let out a sigh, healed in this supreme temple for many days, and the injuries he had left in the second formation basically healed.

　　

　　 Fang Lin stood up and walked in front of the thin man. The latter looked sluggish and his eyes lost. Although he was not dead, he was basically a walking dead.

　　

　　 Fang Lin had no sympathy in his eyes. If Fang Lin hadn't been clever, he would have become one of the dead souls of this person.

　　

　　 "Kill me." The thin man made a faint voice, with a trace of madness and pleading on his face.

　　

　　 Fang Lin looked cold, and said: "I don't want to kill you yet."

　　

　　 The emaciated man smiled sorrowfully. If he hadn't been restrained by his body and couldn't move, he would have killed himself long ago to avoid suffering so much.

　　

　　 Fang Lin knows that this guy is not so easily tortured to death. After all, he is a spiritual source warrior. Even if the spiritual source is sealed, his hands and feet are interrupted by himself, but his physical body is still in the spiritual source realm, no matter what. Being tortured, unless it is a few fatal damages, it will be difficult for him to die.

　　

　　 This was originally the advantage of the Spiritual Martial Artist, but now it has become the biggest torment for a thin man. If his body is not so strong, it would be better to get rid of it earlier.

　　

　　 The reason why Fang Lin kept this thin man was not to torture him. Fang Lin hadn't been so perverted.

　　

　　 Besides, torturing a man is fun, torturing a woman is fun.

　　

　　 The reason for keeping this person is to learn more about the hidden killing hall from his mouth. This terrifying force hidden in the shadows has always been a confidant of Fang Lin. In too little, it is inevitable to be passive.

　　

　　 Gu Hanshan is not too high in the Hidden Killing Hall after all, and there is limited knowledge, while the Nether Thirteen are the real masters of the hidden killing hall, and their status is far better than that of Ancient Hanshan. They must know more.

　　

　　 It's a pity that this thin man's mouth is really hard. Fang Lin has tortured him for so long, only to get some less important news.

　　

　　From this, it can be seen that the people of Nether are very unusual, and they must have been extremely tortured, that's why they have such a bearing capacity.

　　

　　 Being an ordinary person suffered from such torture, he had already suffered a nervous breakdown.

　　

　　 Although the thin man became half-dead, like a walking dead body, he always adhered to the last trace of clarity and did not let Fang Lin receive more valuable news.

　　

　　 "Do you know that the fifth person in Netherworld has died in my hands?" Fang Lin said lightly.

　　

　　 "What?" When the thin man heard it, he was hit hard, making him stupid.

　　

　　 But then he reacted and let out a sneer: "The fifth strength is far better than me, can you kill him?"

　　

　　 Fang Lin smiled faintly when he heard the words: "The fifth child you said, is he an old guy in a red shirt? He is indeed dead."

　　

　　 When Fang Lin talked about the old man in red, the thin man suddenly became a little uneasy. Although he didn't want to believe it, it would be terrible if it was true.

　　

　　"He is dead, you don’t have to expect him to come to save you, and I think, in your style of acting in the hidden killing hall, it is estimated that no one like you will save you, not only will not save you You, you might even send someone to get rid of you, lest you leak out the news of the hidden killing hall." Fang Lin said, staring at the thin man with cold eyes.

　　

　　 The thin man was silent, his breathing was weak, his face was constantly changing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

　　

　　"Hidden Killing Hall treats his goals harshly, and he doesn’t treat his own people softly. I have learned about this. As a ghost, I want to know this more clearly. Now you are in my hands. There is still a way to survive, but if you fall into the hands of the hidden killing hall, you will definitely die." Fang Lin said.

　　

　　 "Hehe, death is relief for me." The thin man laughed.

　　

　　 Fang Lin’s mouth is curved: "Are you really not afraid of death? Living in this world, you can do too many things, you can do it with your wishes, and you can make up for any regrets. There are people you want to meet. , You can go wherever you want to go, but if someone dies, there will be nothing left."

　　

　　 When people die, there is nothing left!

　　

　　 There was a buzzing in the mind of the thin man, only Fang Lin's words remained.

　　

　　 I'm dead, I'm free, but are you really willing?

　　

　　 The thin man thinks he has lost his fear of life and death since he became one of the thirteen people in the Netherworld.

　　

　　 But now, the thin man has to admit that he has not forgotten life and death. As long as he is a human, he has a fear of death.

　　

　　 After all, there are so many beautiful things in the world. Once you die, you can't experience anything, you can't feel anything anymore, everything is over.

　　

　　 How many people have been seeking longevity, seeking immortality, seeking the little bit of poor life, they just don’t want to die, they don’t want to close their eyes, and then lose everything.

　　

　　The same goes for a thin man. After all, he hasn't really forgotten life and death. If possible, if given the opportunity, he also wants to live.

　　

　　"You can continue to think about and hesitate, and continue to persist, but I have limited patience. If you are still so stiff after ten days, then I can only kill you or send you to the hidden killing hall." Fang Lin said.

　　

　　 When Fang Lin heard that he was going to give himself to the Yin Killing Hall, the thin man suddenly panicked and said quickly, "I am willing to tell you everything about Yin Killing Hall!"

　　

　　 "Okay! As long as you tell me, I will make you immortal!" Fang Lin said immediately, as if it had been a long time since the thin man said.

　　

　　 "I hope you swear." The thin man stared at Fang Lin and gritted his teeth.

　　

　　 Fang Lin smiled, and then made an oath.

　　

After 　　 took the oath, the thin man took a deep breath and told about the hidden killing hall he knew.

　　

　　 And Fang Lin became a listener, silently listening to everything the thin man said.

　　

　　 also listening, and the old mummy.

　　

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　　Sanjiao~IndoMTL.com~Xuehai Shengyuan.

　　

　　 Xuehai Shengyuan is one of the four major schools of Confucianism. Its masters are like clouds, and many Confucian Tianjiao practice here.

　　

　　 And now one of the top masters of Confucianism, Situ Yue, was also born in a self-study Haishengyuan, which also makes the status of Xuehaishengyuan in the four schools faintly higher.

　　

　　 Of course, this is just what the people of Xuehaishengyuan think so. The four major schools of Confucianism have their own advantages, and each of them is very powerful. It is difficult to distinguish who is stronger.

　　

　　 Today, an old figure, stepping on a black stone stele, came to the core place of Xuehai Shengyuan.

　　

　　 Situ Yue, who was retreating in Xuehai Shengyuan, suddenly had a heartbeat and immediately appeared outside Xuehai Shengyuan.

　　

　　 "Xiao Yueyue, long time no see, you are still so young and beautiful." Dongji Heavenly King let out a chuckle, looking at the gloomy Situ Yue.

　　

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