I Just Want To Be Quiet

"Yellow" area.

Ground.

Vacuum the spirit array.

The aura was immersed, like clouds and mist, blurring Pei Ling's face.

He is cultivating under the control of the system, but he has questions in his heart.

What's the situation?

In the past six months of cultivation, I have been doing well, why did the system suddenly give him that source?

He just felt that crossing Eyuan was safe, but the system directly caused trouble for him!

Negative Ratings!

After this practice is over, you must give a bad review!

Fortunately, this time the system gave away, instead of controlling his body to die in the past, it used his avatar...

Just thinking, the formation was touched, Mo Lilan stepped forward and immediately appeared in front of him, the moment the pure white eyes met him, instantly turned into dark red lines and merged into Pei Ling's body.

Pei Ling suddenly felt that his strength was fully restored, and it was much more than just now.

"Ding Dong! After the gift is completed, the system will continue to practice for you..."

Accompanied by the system's prompt sound, Pei Ling felt an extremely powerful and pure force. The limbs and corpses that were being drilled into his body, together with his soul, seemed to be nourished in some way, and began to increase obviously...

His cultivation base began to grow rapidly, like bamboo shoots after a rain, and in a short while, he reached the peak of the early stage of transforming the gods.

Pei Ling was very surprised. What kind of original spirit the system gave this time, the effect is so powerful? !

The combination of his cultivation in the past six months in Du'eryuan is not as amazing as his cultivation level at this moment!

Just when he was thinking about it, the mana in his body spontaneously circulated, and the breath of his body swallowed like tides, arrogantly, already under the custody of the system, he began to leap to the middle stage of transforming the gods...

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"Yellow" area.

canyon.

A flood of blood slowly gathered between the dense iron frames, and then flowed slowly toward the low-lying places along the gaps in the stone ridges.

Above the blood, a flesh and blood that can only be vaguely distinguished in human form was squirming and wriggling.

Estimating that the execution time is about to end, Si Hongmiaoli called out a ball of clear water, carefully washed his fingers, and then with a thought, the skull that was thrown not far away suddenly flew up and covered the prisoner again. The top of his head.

Immediately afterwards, she manipulated the blood line and sutured the opponent quickly to ensure that her brain would not gush out because of a walking improperly.

The blood stains flowing out of the prisoner's seven orifices have repeatedly dried up, his eyes are dull, and his whole body is constantly twitching.

There are traces of stitches all over his body, and his mouth is especially bloody. This is because he forcibly broke away the blood line in the previous struggle of hoarseness.

At this moment, his mouth was mixed with sticky blood stains, and he couldn't stop flowing down from the corners of his mouth that couldn't be closed, dyeing the prison clothes through.

In this half hour, the prisoner has been tortured several times and passed out.

But every time, he was just grateful for losing consciousness, but under Si Hongmiaoli's exquisite punishment, he suddenly woke up in pain.

With frequent repetitions, right now, he can't even scream, and he has no response to any stimuli from the outside world.

After confirming that the blood thread was stitched up, I probably checked the condition of the inmate, waved his hand to burn all the blood stains around, Si Hongmiaoli sorted out the skirt and said, "The time is coming. This time, you are lucky."

When she said this, her tone was very flat, not as fierce and violent as other sticks.

However, this dull voice fell into the prisoner's ears, but he suddenly gasped, like a live fish thrown on a chopping board, distorting his body in despair and fear.

The sluggish expression immediately turned into pure fear.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu crazily begging for mercy, but because his tongue had been cut off, no matter how hard he tried, he could only let out a vague roar and then turned into a sob.

Si Hongmiaoli frowned slightly.

The prisoner was immediately froze with fright, kept his original movements, and did not dare to move.

Fortunately, because the execution time is up, footsteps can be heard at the entrance of the canyon, and two white robe and blue knots cascade up.

Si Hongmiaoli suddenly reduced his expression.

"Sister Song." The two Jie-levels walked into the canyon and glanced at the prisoner at random. They saw that although they were stained with some blood, they looked intact, so they no longer cared about it, but asked Si Hongmiaoli with concern. , "Are you still used to it? These prisoners are all unbelievable goods, hasn't the junior sister started yet?"

"It's okay. If you get tortured more often in the future, you will gradually get used to it, and then you will not be soft."

Si Hongmiaoli said in a low voice, "Thank you for the guidance of the two seniors. I did not dare to act too hard just now."

The two section level showed a clear expression, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's all here, just a few more times."

While talking, they untied the prisoner from the mysterious iron frame and took away.

During the whole process, the prisoner who was still arrogant before, did not even dare to breathe.

After passing through the narrow corridor and being escorted to the center of the "yellow" area, he seemed to wake up suddenly from a nightmare, and walked quickly toward the depths, not dare to stay here any longer.

Seeing this scene, the two tiers were a little puzzled, what seemed to be something wrong with the performance of this prisoner?

It's just that, currently crossing Eyuan is short of manpower, they still have a lot of things to do, but they don't have the mind to pay attention to these, and immediately leave to do other things.

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In the next few days, Si Hongmiaoli formally performed the duties of Zhangzhi and executed a dozen prisoners.

All the prisoners who had been tortured by her became extremely honest after returning to the "yellow" area. Not only did they dare not commit any crimes, but they did not dare to slacken their daily quarrying tasks.

Even a few recognized stingers, when they met other prisoners provoked, not only did not immediately fight as usual, but silently endured, letting the other party ridicule and push, and only promised, there was no intention of resisting, and seemed to do it on their own. meaning.

These can't escape the eyes of the caring people.

...Between the towering pavilions and in the spacious study room, the **** moonlight shines in from the window lattice, dyeing Nie Biliu's white robe crimson.

After sitting on the book table, he was writing and reading the official documents.

Before long, there was the sound of footsteps outside the door, and Si Hongmiaoli's voice immediately sounded: "Chief Jie, what's the matter with me?"

"Come in and talk." Nie Biliu told him to wait until he opened the door and stood in front of the book table. Then he put down the Zhubi and said slowly, "I can see your performance these days, it's very good!"

"The post of "yellow" district stick Zhiling has been vacant for a long time. If it is convenient for Junior Sister Song, I want you to take up the post."

"In the future, the execution of the entire'yellow' area will be arranged by the younger sisters themselves."

"But I don't know what Junior Sister thinks?"