Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

In the cold and damp Luoxia Palace dungeon, Qingyun leaned against the armrest of the chair, raising her eyebrows and staring at the man and woman who were tied to the rack of torture instruments. They looked extremely embarrassed and haggard. Their beautiful faces were so quiet that no one could see any emotional fluctuations. .

Before the court started on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, she personally interrogated Deng Conghuai and others. Unfortunately, they were only peripheral workers and the information they confessed was of little real value.

However, Zhuyue and Wuying followed the flow of money from Jinxiufang and found out hundreds of Juechen Palace people hiding in the dark, as well as several court officials who had accepted bribes from Juechen Palace, and accidentally arrested the secret infiltrators. In the capital, among the eight hall masters, Hall Master Huo and Hall Master Mei are the two people in front of you.

The leader of the Fire Hall on the left has a tall figure, straight sword eyebrows, a deep and cold look in his dark eyes, and a cold aura pervading his whole body.

Hall Master Mei is about thirty years old, with delicate and picturesque eyebrows, rounded but cold lips, and is wearing a royal blue dress, making him look particularly cold and gorgeous.

"What have you two thought about it?" Qingyun's casual tone revealed a chilling air that made people tremble.

Hall Master Huo pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Looking at Qingyun angrily, his eyes flashed with reluctance and coldness. Hall Master Mei snorted coldly: "If you want us to betray Juechen Palace, don't even think about it!"

Since the disappearance of the two saints, the palace master rarely interfered with the affairs of the palace, and later simply left it to the left and right guardians and their eight hall masters to handle it.

Not long ago, the newly succeeded right guardian summoned him and told him that he had a clever plan that could destroy the Sima family.

After careful discussion, the eight hall masters did not agree to act so rashly, but Protector Zuo insisted on going his own way.

When they arrived after receiving the secret report that Zuo Protector's army had been wiped out, all the hidden stakes in the capital were almost uprooted. Hundreds of years of hard work in Juechen Palace were ruined. Not to mention that she and the leader of Huo Hall were also accidentally killed due to their carelessness. caught the enemy's trap.

Thinking that she and Hall Master Huo are both top masters with long experience in the world, and their mental and martial arts are outstanding, but they were defeated by the yellow-haired girl in front of her who is less than sixteen years old. How can she be reconciled?

What's even more despicable is that after they were captured, their martial arts skills were disabled, and the poison used to commit suicide was also taken away. They have been bound in this damp and cold dungeon for several days with cold iron chains. Not only can they not hear the slightest sound from outside, Not even the guards could make a sound, and even the food and water delivered once a day were silent. It really made the sky unresponsive and the earth inoperable. I don’t know if the Right Protector and the other six hall masters have thought of a way. Rescue them?

Qing Yun raised her lips indifferently: "I admire your courage and loyalty very much, but I don't know if you can survive the hundreds of torture tools? Don't be like those timid young people before who were tortured before they were used. Recruiting them all makes me feel so bored!"

After saying that, Zhuyue glanced at Zhuyue, and then made a gesture towards Anqi.

An Qi nodded clearly and walked up to Hall Master Huo. He picked up the iron pliers on the torture rack and clamped the nail of his right index finger tightly and pulled it out. The so-called ten fingers connected to the heart. The heartbreaking pain forced Hall Master Huo who couldn't move to scream. He let out a low groan, and his face instantly turned pale.

Before he could catch his breath, An Qi pulled out the nail cap of his middle finger, then his ring finger, little finger and thumb. After pulling out his right hand, he pulled out his left hand. After pulling out all ten fingers, he poured boiling water mixed with salt and pepper. She poured it on his bloody wound, and her fingers soon became red, swollen and ulcerated.

The acrid and bone-gnawing pain made Hall Master Huo's face turn pale and cracks appeared slightly from the initial coldness. A large amount of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and blood dripped to the ground with boiling water. The fear of losing his life bit by bit tightly lingered in his heart. Her clenched lips were stained with blood, but she still managed not to utter a single word.

Although the ten of them fought against each other openly and secretly in order to compete for the position of Palace Master, she and Hall Master Huo had grown up with each other after all. Looking at the tortured Hall Master Huo, Hall Master Mei could not help but feel the sadness of a rabbit dying as a fox, so He also hated Qingyun even more.

"Kill us if you can, otherwise this hall master will cut you into pieces one day to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, at least not now!" As she elegantly sipped the tea handed over by Lan Jue, Qingyun glanced at the two of them from the corner of her eyes, and slightly raised her lips with a cold and charming smile: "After all, you are the next candidates for the palace master of Juechen Palace. Wouldn't it be a pity if you died like this?"

"What do you mean?" Hall Master Mei's expression moved slightly, and it had to be said that Qingyun had grasped her weak spot.

Qingyun slowly shook the tea cup without saying a word.

On the other side, An Qi tore the Huo Hall Master's right sleeve to pieces with a 'crash' sound, and the sharp dagger in his hand, which shone with a cold light, mercilessly cut off a piece of flesh on the inside of his arm, causing blood to flow profusely. Then Yunli pinched his lower jaw and forced him to open his mouth, stuffed the bloody flesh into his mouth, closed his lower jaw, tapped several of his acupuncture points, watched him swallow with difficulty, and ignored his gray and ferocious expression, Then he cut off a piece of flesh and stuffed it into his mouth, repeating this process several times.

Seeing the ghastly white bones exposed on the inner side of the Huo Hall Master's right forearm, the charming blood and bones reflected in the light of the night pearl looked horrifying. Lan Jue and others, who had already seen and practiced various torture methods, were indifferent.

Waving his hand and telling An Qi to stop, Qingyun raised his eyebrows and looked at the Hall Master Huo who was sweating profusely, extremely weak and in pain: "Can you still persist?"

Holding back the fishy smell in his throat and the fear in his heart, Hall Master Huo raised his eyes to look at Qingyun, whose face was as calm as water. A strange light flashed across his originally silent and deep eyes, and finally disappeared into the depths of his eyes: "Thank you, Ninth Princess, for your kindness. I can still bear it."

Seeing the flash of light from Hall Master Huo, Qingyun slightly raised the corners of her lips and the cold and charming smile became deeper and deeper: "That's very good!" Then she stood up and left the dungeon.

Today is the Lantern Festival, and she has more important things to do.

As soon as Qingyun returned to the palace with Lvbo, Honghu came up to her: "Princess, there is news from Yanqing Palace that the imperial concubine is ill, and it seems to be very serious."

After everything in Feng Zhaoyi's palace was settled, Honghu returned to Luoxia Palace on the second day of the Lunar New Year. Since she grew up in the palace and knew the rules best, and was loyal and steady, Qingyun asked her to take over the position of Aunt Shen. After taking care of the affairs of Luoxia Palace for half a month, everything was handled with ease, and Qingyun did not live up to Qingyun's expectations and reliance.

"Sick?"

"Yes! Imperial Physician Xu and Mr. Mo have gone to Yanqing Palace to diagnose and treat the imperial concubine."

After hearing this, Qingyun had a shallow smile in her eyes, but it was bottomless. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Since your concubine is ill, I will go and visit you from now on."

Green amber and red amber look solemn.

If the imperial concubine is really seriously ill, it would be very satisfying. If she is pretending to be ill, they don't mind if the imperial concubine never gets sick again!

In the dungeon, remembering the meaningful look in the princess's eyes when she left, Lan Jue looked at Hall Master Mei with a sharp edge in his eyes, and said to Zhuyue standing beside him: "I heard that Hall Master Mei is one of the four famous martial arts masters in the world.

One of the beauties, what do you think would happen if you put so many cuts on this face?"

"Except for the master, all the women in this world are nothing but vulgar." Zhuyue curled her lips disdainfully: "What's more, she looks like this now, even without a few cuts."

Several secret guards nodded in agreement.

Lan Jue smiled maliciously: "How could it be? At least this face can be regarded as a sinking fish and a goose, and it won't be as unsightly as you said, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense and do it quickly!" Zhuyue looked impatient. Long Ying was not here, and only Wuying and Lvbo were around her master. She was really worried.

Hearing this, Lan Jue put on a playful smile and waved to An Qi, who immediately walked up to Hall Master Mei.

Looking at the cold dagger in the expressionless An Qi's hand, Hall Master Mei's wide eyes were suddenly filled with fear and panic: "No! You can't do this to this Hall Master, Juechen Palace will not let you go!

No, don’t…”

She has always been arrogant and charming. Not to mention the men in the palace, there are countless heroes in the whole world who have fallen under her skirt, including many powerful and royal families. If her appearance is ruined, how can she control the men?

Between them? How to enjoy the sense of superiority that is worshiped and envied by everyone? How to compete for the position of palace master?

Little did they know that since she fell into Qingyun's hands, it was already a wishful thinking to live, let alone anything else!

Lan Jue sneered mockingly: "I thought that the person who took the position of the master of Juechen Palace would be an extraordinary person, but it turned out to be just a fool whose head was caught in the door!"

"You..." Hall Master Mei's face instantly turned extremely ugly.

Since she debuted, everyone who has met her has not complimented her with admiration. This little girl is simply looking for death!

Before he finished speaking, An Qi, who had absolutely no sympathy for her, swung her dagger, and after a few blood splashes flew, two perfect cross scratches suddenly appeared on Hall Master Mei's pretty face, and the gurgling blood flowed down her face.

Her cheeks slid down, exaggerating the sapphire blue dress, as charming and stunning as a blooming red plum.

The bone-piercing pain made Hall Master Mei tremble all over, and he couldn't help but scream: "Ah... my face! I want to kill you! Mu Qingyun, you bitch, how dare you let these dog slaves destroy this Hall Master?

With your appearance, this hall master curses you to die a good death! Ah..."

There was another shrill scream, Hall Master Mei's two ears had already separated from his body, and he was lying quietly on the ground dripping with blood. An Qi gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Anyone who dares to disrespect the master will die without mercy!"

"An Qi, well done!" Lan Jue praised without hesitation, and then walked step by step to the horrified Hall Master Mei: "Have you thought about it, Hall Master Mei? Say it or not?"

An Qi stepped aside and watched coldly.

"Even if I die, I will not betray Juechen Palace!" Hall Master Mei yelled bitterly. Although she didn't want to die yet, it would be better to die now.

"The princess said she won't let you die, she will only make your life worse than death!"

Seeing the faint smile on Lan Jue's face, but the dark and cold flames flashing in his pupils, Hall Master Mei inexplicably felt a bone-chilling chill quickly spread from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and even his teeth couldn't stop trembling: "You,

What are you going to do?"

"Of course I want you to live a life worse than death!" Lan Jue shook the jade bottle in his hand: "This is the flower dew developed by Mr. Mo himself. It is said that it is hard to find a lot of money!" After speaking, he opened the bottle cap, and bursts of refreshing fragrance soon filled it. It fills the entire damp dungeon, making people involuntarily indulge in it.

He lightly sprinkled the flower nectar on Hall Master Mei's wound, then took out a black porcelain bottle and poured out the red bugs inside. He watched the bugs squirm their ugly bodies and slowly crawl to the wound following the scent, biting away bit by bit. The skin and flesh on her face gradually revealed the gloomy white bones, and then nibbled away her eyes. Lan Jue's face showed a accustomed indifference.

"ah......"

The sudden darkness and bone-gnawing pain made Hall Master Mei couldn't help but scream in agony, which made him look particularly creepy in the cold dungeon.

Obviously, having his face destroyed was more serious to Hall Master Mei than being tortured. He kept cursing and kept saying that even if he turned into a fierce ghost, he would haunt Qingyun and make it difficult for him to sleep or eat well.

Hall Master Huo, who had stopped bleeding and applied medicine to his wounds, turned a blind eye to Hall Master Mei's tragic situation and lowered his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the other hand, looking at Hall Master Mei who has fallen into madness year after month, but has never revealed any secrets about Juechen Palace, he sighed slightly in his heart.

If such a woman is properly trained, I believe she will become the best craftsman. At least there is no need to worry about her betraying her master.

You know, the purpose of their special training is to be absolutely loyal to their master!

After that, you will not only learn special skills such as intelligence establishment and collection, assassination, rescue, lurking and anti-lurking, tracking and counter-tracking, close combat, etc., but also various tactics and strategies, including various languages ​​and local dialects, psychological analysis , the art of disguise...of course interrogation methods are indispensable.

In short, no one can ever guess what kind of whimsical ideas Miss Qiao has in her mind. Anyway, there are always ways to maximize their potential.

She remembered the bloody and cruel scene when she first interrogated a prisoner. Even she, who was used to fighting on the battlefield with her father, couldn't help but feel scared. What's more, Lan Jue, who had been protected by her master under her wings since she was a child, had to eat for several days. It was difficult to sleep, but in the end, the desire to protect his master to the death allowed Lan Jue to overcome his inner fear and transform from the weakest to the strongest elite. However, one can imagine the hardships involved.

Now, except for special circumstances, they still take one or two hours every day to go to the secret base to continue special training.

As time passed, Zhuyue's patience finally ran out, and he glanced at Lan Jue: "Okay, that's it for today! I believe that the master of Juechen Palace already knows that they have fallen into our hands, and we will wait for Juechen Palace The people surrender themselves! In addition, they should be detained separately to avoid disturbing the master if they make too much noise!"

Lan Jue almost couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

This dungeon is the least noticeable and secret place in Luoxia Palace, but it is full of traps. No one can hear the two of them even if their throats are broken. It is clear that they are isolated every month. Over time, they will inevitably become desperate and eventually collapse.

In Yanqing Palace.

Looking at Dr. Xu who had finished the diagnosis and treatment, Qingyun said clearly: "Doctor Xu, how is your concubine's condition?"