Chapter 1852 Torturing Mu Shaohua
At this moment, a gentle and mysterious voice sounded in his ears. That was the spirit of Wutong. She transformed into the appearance of a little girl. Her eyes were clear and the smile on her face was warm and healing.
Wutong Spirit walked up to a few people, observed them carefully, and then slowly said: "I can use the power of life to replace the blood essence in these two people, although it can only replace it for a few months. It will be exhausted, but at least he won't die now. If this bad guy continues to absorb it, his injury will be healed, and these two beauties may not be able to hold on to a stick of incense."
"Okay, I will. By forcing them apart, you inject the power of life at the same time." A glimmer of hope flashed in Liu Jun's eyes.
Although he didn't know these two beauties, he saw that they had some merit and virtue. They didn't look like bad people. It was more likely that they were forcibly controlled by Mu Shaohua.
If it was because of him that these two beauties died, then it would be too unfair to bear the blame.
Liu Jun's hand slowly stretched out and tightly held the hundreds of red silk threads. He took a deep breath, then pulled hard, and the red thread broke instantly. At the same time, the Spirit of the Indus Tree also started her action. Her fingers gently brushed the foreheads of the two beauties, and wisps of green life force slowly flowed into their bodies like a trickle.
All this was done in a flash of lightning, and the two beauties and Mu Shaohua also opened their eyes.
It’s just that because Mu Shaohua was forcibly blocked from doing his exercises, he suffered a backlash. Not only did his injuries not heal, but they worsened, so he can’t move now.
The bodies of the two beauties slowly regained their vitality because of the vitality provided by the spirit of the phoenix tree.
"Please put on these two clothes." Liu Jun handed over two robes.
In the cool wind, Liu Jun's voice seemed particularly gentle, breaking the tranquility. There was not a trace of distracting thoughts in his eyes, and the only thing that flickered was concern. These two robes were specially prepared by him, hoping to bring them a touch of warmth and dignity.
The eyes of the two beauties were blurred and complicated, and their bodies were still trembling from the previous encounter. Their long hair is disheveled, their clothes are rudimentary, and the mottled marks on their skin bear witness to their pain. Facing Liu Jun's concern, their first reaction was surprise, and then gratitude. They took the robe, their hands shaking slightly, as if they were trying to control their emotions.
As the robe was slowly put on their bodies, their bodies were wrapped in soft cloth, as if they had received long-lost protection. The wide sleeves of the robe gently brushed their cheeks, bringing a breath of fresh air and gradually calming their breathing. Their eyes met each other, and they saw a trace of determination flashing in each other's eyes.
Recalling the painful experience of being forced by Mu Shaohua, their eyes burned with anger. They will never forget that overwhelming feeling of powerlessness and humiliation.
At this moment, their emotions rebounded from the bottom, and their hearts were filled with hatred for Mu Shaohua. They held the robes in their hands tightly as if they were weapons of revenge.
The way they looked at Mu Shaohua was like looking at a dead person. They have already made a decision in their hearts, that is, no matter what, they must make Mu Shaohua pay the due price.
"Well, although you woke up and your lives were temporarily saved, you only have a few months left." Liu Jun sighed, with a trace of regret and helplessness in his eyes, looking at the front of him said the two beauties.
"We know that we are already very grateful to you." The two beauties replied in unison, with tears of gratitude shining in their eyes. Although they were in great pain when Mu Shaohua took their yin and replenished their yang, they were conscious throughout the process, so they also heard the conversation between Liu Jun and the Wutong Spirit. They understood that Liu Jun had tried his best to save them. Although they only have a few months left to live, they have only endless gratitude to Liu Jun. On the contrary, they have endless hatred for Mu Shaohua.
"Ahem, you are Liu Qingxuan's helper, right? You came here fast enough, haha, are you here to avenge those three people?" Mu Shaohua looked at Liu Jun and gave a weird smile. Full of ridicule and disdain.
Mu Shaohua obviously didn't know that Chen Haitao survived. He thought that Chen Haitao, Wang Xin and Xu Kai were all killed by him.
And he also knew very well the strength of the other party. Before he was injured, he was a tough opponent. Now like this, he has no ability to resist at all.
Instead of being captured and tortured by the other party, it is better to provoke the other party, make the other party angry and kill him on the spot.
Liu Jun stood there with a stern look on his face and an unfathomable chill in his eyes.
"You two can take revenge as you like, just don't kill him. I will keep his life and torture him." Liu Jun ignored Mu Shaohua, but turned to look at the two A beautiful woman, she said with a cold tone. His voice sounded particularly clear and cruel in the night.
After speaking, he waved his hand, and a large number of various torture instruments appeared on the ground. Those were some creepy iron hooks, chains and nails, which shone coldly in the moonlight, making people feel frightened.
Liu Jun naturally saw through Mu Shaohua's little thoughts, so he wouldn't be fooled by this guy, but it didn't mean that he would make this guy feel comfortable. Mu Shaohua looked at the pile of torture instruments, his face turned pale, and he knew that he could not escape this disaster. When the two beauties heard this, a trace of gratitude flashed in their eyes. They understood Liu Jun's intentions and knew that he was fighting for the last bit of dignity for them and giving them a chance for revenge. Their eyes were full of complex emotions, including hatred and gratitude.
"Thank you." The two beauties looked at each other, then picked up the most deadly torture tool from the side and held it tightly in their hands. They knew this was their only chance for revenge.
In the deep and quiet forest, Mu Shaohua's pitiful scream echoed, like the wail of a night owl, making people's faces change after hearing it. Those desperate calls for help were his struggle on the edge of life and his cry of fear of death.
Women's tenacity and strength often burst out with amazing strength after suffering serious injuries. They are like enraged lionesses who can launch crazy revenge at all costs in order to defend their dignity and hatred.
Liu Jun witnessed all this, and was shocked and admired. He saw another side of women, which was a kind of decisive and desperate anger.
Mu Shaohua has been pursuing the secret technique of harvesting yin and replenishing yang all his life, treating women as stepping stones and playing with them. He never thought that one day he would need help and would feel the approach of death.
"Gong Qing, Gong Qing, where are you? Come and save me..." Mu Shaohua's cry echoed in the forest, but no one responded. He finally realized that he might have brought it upon himself and should not have come to this place of trial, but it was too late.
Liu Jun frowned, and he felt sensitively that Gong Qing might be the manipulator behind all this. His heart was full of doubts, who was this Gong Qing? Why should we help Mu Shaohua? What kind of secret is hidden behind all this?
At this time, Mu Shaohua's consciousness gradually blurred due to the torture of the two beauties, as if he had fallen into a swamp, sinking continuously, and was gradually buried in the mud from his feet to his neck. He felt suffocated, as if his life was being taken away bit by bit.
"Mu Shaohua, you are really useless!"
Just when Mu Shaohua thought he was doomed, suddenly a sound of swords echoed in the air, followed by A disdainful scolding sound came at the same time.
"The hidden thing has finally come out!" Liu Jun snorted coldly and slashed the air in front of Mu Shaohua with his sword.
The sound of metal collision sounded, and a slender silver sword appeared in the empty place. The silver sword body shone coldly in the moonlight, making people shudder.
There were some silver-white silk threads on the silver sword hilt, which were tied to Mu Shaohua, as if they were going to take Mu Shaohua away.
"Get out!" Liu Jun shouted violently, and with a strong thrust of the Mingjian, he directly knocked the silver sword away. The sword light cut through the night sky, making a harsh whistling sound, which sounded like the roar of a wild beast.
Seeing the silver sword being knocked away, Mu Shaohua almost despaired, but feeling that the silver thread was still on his body, a glimmer of hope surged in his heart. He held the silver thread tightly, determined to escape from this dangerous situation. Even though his body was badly damaged and basically disabled, he still wanted to get out of here alive and didn't want to be tortured anymore.
It was just a mysterious force that grabbed him again. Struggling within the constraints of this force, his arms waved, and his muscle lines were highlighted through tense use. His eyes were closed and his brow was furrowed, showing great concentration and determination. His body seemed to be in a fierce struggle with an invisible force, and every struggle was accompanied by the sound of tearing between skin and restraints.
With his unremitting efforts, he felt the weight of his body gradually reducing, and the force that trapped him seemed to slowly recede. His feet slowly left the ground, and his whole body seemed to be lifted up by a gentle stream of air, as if he was flying. The silver thread surrounded him, like a pair of invisible hands, gently lifting him up, making him higher and higher off the ground.
Mu Shaohua's heart was full of determination, and his face showed a determined expression. He said coldly: "I remember this grudge, and I will come back with revenge sooner or later." There was a trace of hatred in his voice, but this hatred was quickly suppressed by him and turned into a more powerful motivation. .
Liu Jun looked at this scene with a look of disgust on his face. He shook his head gently, as if he was disdainful of Mu Shaohua's behavior and felt that the child was a bit stupid.
I saw him throwing a ball of phoenix fire casually, and the flame landed directly on the silver silk thread with its fiery breath.
The moment the flame touched the silver thread, a "cracking" burning sound was heard. The silver thread quickly broke under the burning flame, as if it had been fused. Then, Mu Shaohua's body lost its support and fell from a high place.
The position where Mu Shaohua fell happened to be the position where he was rescued. His body made a crater on the ground, dust flew up, and the scene looked a bit messy for a while. At that moment, the air seemed to freeze and time stood still. Mu Shaohua's figure was looming in the dust, making it impossible to see his expression clearly. However, the hands holding the silver thread tightly revealed the panic and despair in his heart.
Liu Jun and Mu Shaohua's eyes flashed with despair and shock. He had seen that silver thread before. It was Gong Qing's weapon, ten thousand year ice silk. It was very hard. How could it be burned so easily? This scene made Mu Shaohua feel in a daze. He didn't understand what kind of flame could make Gong Qing's weapons ineffective so easily.