Son, Put Your Father To The Test Chapter 232: The Nightingale

Nightingale woke up from a coma.

I found myself chained in a cold and damp cave. The cave was very quiet, and the sound of dripping water could be clearly heard.

"Tick Tock!"

"Tick Tock!"

It seems to be the water from the top of the cave, dripping into the pool in the darkness, making the environment even quieter.

"Hehe, are you awake?"

A leisurely voice sounded.

Nightingale suddenly turned her head to look, and saw a familiar figure slowly walking out of the darkness.

There was a skylight above his head, with white light shining down, so when the figure approached him, he could see it clearly.

"It's you! What do you want to do!!"

Nightingale's complexion changed drastically, and she scolded.

"What do you think?"

Qin Chuan asked with a smile.

"You, are you going to betray the ethnic group?!" Nightingale became more and more uneasy.

"No, actually... I'm not from the Tianheng clan." Qin Chuan showed a kind smile on his face.

"What?!"

The nightingale is like a thunderbolt in the clear sky. These words have a devastating impact on his spirit.

If the other party is a traitor to the clan, then it is understandable for him to be stabbed in the back, but if the other party is not a member of the Tianheng clan, he was deceived so badly... Then he is a pig! !

"Thank you for telling me the way to go to Tianshu Palace. I have already told the Jiucang Human Race Temple about this method. Counting the time, Tianshu Palace should have been destroyed by now."

Qin Chuan said with a smile.

"What??"

Nightingale froze for a moment, then she came to her senses and let out a heart-piercing roar:

"No—"

At this moment, he felt his world collapsed, everything in front of him became blurred, and there was a voice echoing in his heart:

You are a sinner of the Clan.

You are a sinner of the Clan.

You are a sinner of the Clan!

This voice became more and more intense, and it became his relatives for a while, his friend for a while, his master for a while, and finally, it even became his own voice.

This voice was like an inescapable curse, constantly echoing in his ears, mobilizing the guilt and self-blame in his heart, like a thousand cuts!

"Impossible, impossible, how is this possible, you must be lying to me, you must be lying to me... Puff!!!"

In the end, he spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out on the spot.

Qin Chuan was not surprised when he saw this.

From the perspective of the other party, he probably understood the pain in the other party's heart, and it was normal for him to faint because he couldn't accept it for a while.

He thought for a while, and took out a bright red flower—it was that grass jelly with a foul smell.

"It's cheaper for you."

He sighed, then crumpled the flower into a ball and stuffed it directly into the other party's mouth.

I'm in a coma, what should I do if I can't swallow?

For Qin Chuan, this is not a problem at all - he has experience.

Think about it, in TV dramas, the heroine feeds medicine to the comatose hero but can't swallow it, how do they do it?

So.

With his left hand, he picked up Nightingale's drooping head, and with his right hand, he slapped a few big ears, shaking his head from side to side.

"Gulu."

After beating, a sound came from Nightingale's throat. It was obvious that the flower had been swallowed.

Well, that's not how it's played in TV dramas.

But Qin Chuan naturally cannot learn from the TV series, he has his own unique way, which is summed up in practice.

"Buzz!"

This grass jelly was indeed extraordinary. Not long after swallowing it, the pores of Nightingale's body released a faint golden light, and then she woke up.

"It's..."

He wanted to speak, but found that his mouth was congested. It turned out that his face was bruised and swollen, almost like a pig's head.

"You can't spend four..."

With grief and indignation in his heart, he cursed with all his might, but the sound he made was funny even to himself.

So he shut up.

"How dare you speak hard!"

Qin Chuan took out a long whip, an imperial weapon. This long whip seemed to be made from the spine of some kind of snake.

"Crack!"

A whip hit Nightingale, and immediately, Nightingale let out a heart-piercing scream.

"Aww!"

Because the cheeks on both sides were too swollen, his mouth was squeezed together, and the sound he made seemed weird.

"Dare to provoke?!"

Qin Chuan stared at him, then whipped him again, and immediately howled again.

"Papa papa!"

"Papa papa!"

So, Qin Chuan kept pumping, hundreds of times in a row, until the opponent was dying.

This nightingale is actually an emperor, but the emperor's long whip is originally a torture tool for the emperor.

So, no matter how awesome the person is, as long as it is tailor-made, it can make you "comfortable"...

"Aww!"

The nightingale called again.

"You still dare to provoke!"

Qin Chuan raised his eyebrows coldly and continued to smoke.

On Nightingale's swollen face, there were two lines of humiliating tears. In fact, he didn't provoke, he was begging for mercy.

Maybe it was the physical pain that relieved the mental pain, so his feelings of guilt and grief subsided unknowingly, and he became a bit funny from a generous and elegiac person.

That kind of feeling is like a drunk person roaring: "Don't push me, I can do anything if I push it!"

Then someone next to him immediately handed over a Mathematical Olympiad problem.

You do it.

Can you make it and try it?

Immediately, the scene became quiet.

So, the drunkard who claimed to be able to do anything in a hurry, pretended not to hear what the other party was saying, continued to ask a few more questions, and after asking, he fell down on the ground very plumply and fell asleep.

Get drunk! !

After a long time, Qin Chuan put away his whip, narrowed his eyes and said, "Now, let me ask you some questions, and you answer me honestly."

Nightingale fell silent.

Although he was already scared of being beaten, if it was something that endangered the ethnic group, he would never do it!

"Boom!"

At this moment, there was a violent vibration outside the cave, and then, an angry and rough voice came from outside.

"Killer, I have tracked you down, I know you are hiding inside, come out and lead to death!"

"Damn, this is all found!"

Qin Chuan's face changed drastically, and he seemed to be flustered for a while, and then he glanced at Nightingale tangled, as if he didn't care about the prisoner anymore~IndoMTL.com~ directly cast the ground escape technique and ran away.

"This..."

Nightingale was stunned.

At the next moment, there was only a loud bang, and the mountain peak where the cave was located was split open, and the sun shone down from above.

Then, a burly man with a beard fell from the sky and landed in the broken cave.

"What about people, I clearly sensed the breath of that beast just now, why is it gone?!"

The burly man held an ax and looked around, but he didn't seem to find the target in the end, so he set his eyes on Nightingale in disappointment.

"Who are you?"

asked the burly man.

"Aww..."

Nightingale wanted to speak, but he made such a voice, and his cultivation base was sealed by the rune chain, so he couldn't transmit the sound with his spiritual thoughts.

"Hey, forget it, it looks like a poor man who was deceived by that liar, since I met you, Sajia will help you by the way!"

After the burly man finished speaking, he swung his ax and cut off the chain that locked Nightingale.

The roar of a burly man came from far in the sky.

"Beast, where to run!"

As for Nightingale, she stood there blankly, looking at the broken chains scattered on the ground, and then at her own hands.

His eyes were in a trance, and he always felt a little unreal.

So he's just... free? ?