"Evil monks, keeping warriors in captivity?"

Lu Zheng's eyes flashed, warriors were practicing, and their blood was boiling. It was indeed a good furnace for cultivating blood Taoism, and it was also an evil sect that the military had always suppressed to death. .

And that warrior is no longer weak. He has practiced Taoism for a hundred years and is a master in any force. To be able to use such a master as a blood slave cauldron, this master’s cultivation level may not be higher?

　“Hey hey…”

　“Haha…”

　“Boy, if you just surrender, you will suffer less pain.”
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"If not, under the God-Eating Technique, I'm afraid your life will be worse than death!"

The two voices were getting closer and closer, as if they were ringing in the ears of Lu Zheng and the two of them.

Lu Zheng and Shen Ying frowned. The voice was murmuring, with bursts of noise, going straight into their ears. It was very unpleasant.

“Hey, that’s good, are you still holding on?”

“Haha, the higher your cultivation level, the happier I will be!”

The two of them didn't seem to be in a hurry to take action, but were still teasing Lu Zheng and Shen Ying.

But...

"Noisy!"

Shen Ying shouted, and a mental attack followed the sound waves.

She was too lazy to play with these two people because her good things were interrupted.

"Pfft!"

"Hmph!"

One person vomited blood, the other groaned, and then two figures were forced out of the void. When I came out, I stumbled and almost fell.

"What?"

The two figures were dumbfounded. They looked up at Shen Ying in disbelief, then turned over and tried to run away.

But just as they turned around, the two of them saw a pink peach blossom phantom three feet in front of them.

The next moment, peach blossom lightning shot into the body, and the two of them felt as if their chests were hit hard. They both spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

"Practitioner!"

"Great master!"

The hearts of the two of them sank completely. They could not have imagined that this would happen. You will meet such a great master.

You must know that they are also practitioners who have practiced Taoism for two hundred years. They have been famous for a long time and their cultivation is extraordinary. Even if they encounter people from the Zhenyi Division, they can escape unscathed.

After hearing that the stronghold had been breached and the owner of the stronghold was killed, they were sent out to investigate the matter.At the end, let's see if it was an accident or someone discovered the master's clue.

They learned the news from the people who escaped, and went to the village to see the scene, and concluded that it was just an accident.

Then, they prepared to investigate the cause of this accident, but unexpectedly found that the two people who destroyed the cottage did not go far, but wandered in the maple forest at the foot of the mountain.

So, the two happily prepared to take Lu Zheng and Shen Ying back to cover the losses after the village leader was killed.

After all, in their opinion, the strength of the village leader was only average, and it was no big deal that he could kill him. However, both of them were warlocks and had many means to capture two warriors who had practiced Taoism for hundreds of years. It's just something that can be easily captured.

After all, if you are a real master, you must have come and gone without a trace. The dragon has disappeared without a trace. He destroyed the stronghold in the afternoon and must have left a hundred miles away in the evening.

How is it possible to still play games where you are?

Do you still have any sense of being a master?

So...

"How... how is it possible?"

"You... who are you?"

Lu Zheng glanced at the two men. They were middle-aged men, both dressed in black. They were tall, similar in appearance, and had a slight beard under their chins.

"Or two brothers?" Lu Zheng rubbed his chin, "Tell me about it."

I'm in trouble, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Zheng pointed at him, and then threw a "God-Eating Curse" over him.

"Uh... um... eh..."

"Isn't it just the God-Eating Curse? It's like no one knows how to say it." Lu Zheng said calmly.

The person on the right was dumbfounded and glanced at the sword in Lu Zheng’s hand, “Are you not a warrior?”

Lu Zheng sighed, “Why do villains talk so much nowadays? ?”

Without giving the person on the right a chance to explain or argue, he used another “God-Eating Curse” in his backhand.

Lu Zheng said to Shen Ying, "I read in a book about punishment that when interrogating to extract confessions, they usually don't ask anything at first, but just give them a blow and then talk.

After that, regardless of whether what the other party said is true or false, he will be tortured once every time he is asked, and then asked again, in reverse order, and mixed with important and unimportant questions. He will be asked dozens of times and tortured dozens of times. , you can basically ask the truth."

　Tomato

Shen Ying blinked, unaware.

The expressions of the two people who were being tortured by the God-Eating Curse changed drastically. You are a stranger, why are you studying punishment?

In addition, execution by strangers is more terrifying than torture by ordinary people. After all, it can torture people's souls, which is so terrifying.

The two of them looked at Lu Zheng and nodded repeatedly, holding back the torture of the spell, indicating that they had something to say.

　…

Xu Xiuzhu, a baron from Yizhang County, a nobleman from the Jing Dynasty, his grandfather earned military honors in the north and was awarded a count. It has been passed down to his generation. They are the last generation of nobles.

It stands to reason that when his generation comes, they can either learn from their ancestors and go to the North to earn military merits with swords and swords and continue their titles. After all, the Dajing military has some skills for those who already have titles. Relaxing the conditions would allow his son to pass on to another generation.

Or buy real estate and shops, shrink your industrial power, and settle down as an ordinary rich man. After all, the prosperity is booming, and not many people dare to do anything wrong.

But Xu Xiuzhu didn’t. He started his own practice with an evil martial art that his grandfather had seized and hidden from the North.

Relying on the resources and connections accumulated by three generations of the Xu family, Xu Xiuzhu secretly bribed a few evil monks to be thugs, trained some Qi and blood warriors to make furnace cauldrons, and opened up the upper and lower joints of the county government officials. He has been practicing smoothly for decades.

Then, he used evil techniques to control many wealthy businessmen in the county. Now, he is already the underground emperor of Yizhang County.

"Good guy!" Lu Zheng blinked, "Why is this experience so familiar to him?"

Shen Ying couldn't help but raise her sleeves to cover her mouth, and laughed softly, "Except for being passed down from generation to generation and practicing evil arts, do you think he is similar to Lu Lang?"

Lu Zheng was speechless.

It is said that he is also familiar with the officials of Yizhou Prefecture and Tonglin County, and has good relations with Mr. Wang and other wealthy businessmen of the county government. He also has a large number of highly cultivated female fairies around him, who have taken root in Tonglin County. Like the underground emperor of Tonglin County.

Even if Chu Jin, the governor of Yisi Town in Yizhou Town, couldn't find anyone, he would ask for help.

　“Can it be the same?” Lu Zheng argued, “This guy can’t see the light of day!”

　“It’s different, of course it’s different!”

Shen Ying stepped forward with a smile and reached out to hold Lu Zheng's arm, "What are you going to do, Mr. Lu? Take action directly, or inform the Zhenyi Division?"

Lu Zheng raised his hand and snapped his fingers. , "Needless to say? Of course we have to inform the Foreign Affairs Department. We are good and lawful citizens. Fighting and killing are not suitable for us."

　Two prisoners, "..."