I am Master Maoshan

Chapter 1955 Action

The little green man transformed by the spirit of Wutong instantly appeared on Liu Jun's shoulder. Its bright eyes swept over the two-winged messengers, then nodded, indicating that it had confidence in completing the task.

"Good!" Liu Jun was delighted when he saw this. He took a deep breath, squinted his eyes, and began to count: "One, two, three!"

When the count reached three, the Wutong Spirit flew out in an instant like a green lightning. It flew into the air, and several spikes instantly covered its body. These spikes were almost invisible under the cover of the night. Then, these spikes shot towards the two-winged messengers at a rapid speed like arrows.

The two-wing messengers obviously did not expect such a sudden attack, and they panicked and tried to dodge in a panic. However, the attack speed of the Wutong Spirit was too fast, and they had no time to react, and were pierced by the spikes and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Liu Jun was delighted. He quickly rushed forward, grabbed the collar of the four-winged messenger who wanted to sound the alarm, and threw him to the ground. Then, he pulled out the dagger from his waist, put it against the throat of the four-winged messenger, and said coldly: "Tell me! Where is Yao Guangxiao imprisoned?"

“I don’t know. I won’t tell you even if you kill me.” The four-winged messenger gritted his teeth, a look of unyielding determination in his eyes.

Liu Jun's gaze instantly focused, as sharp as a cold star. He waved his hand lightly, and an invisible force surged, slowly lifting up the bodies of the two-wing messengers who had fallen in a pool of blood, and then put them into his storage space, even the blood on the ground was collected.

After doing all this, he slapped the four-winged messenger on the neck without any pause.

The four-winged messenger felt a powerful force surge into his body, his eyes went dark, he instantly lost consciousness and fell to the ground. Liu Jun carried him on his shoulders, his figure flashed again, as if blending into the night, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The night was still dark and quiet, with only the occasional chirping of insects breaking the silence. Not long after they left, a patrol team of more than 20 people slowly approached.

This patrol team was obviously well-trained and highly alert. They kept scanning the surroundings, as if looking for any suspicious traces. However, they were still a step too late. If Liu Jun left a little later, he would most likely be discovered by the patrol team, disrupting all his plans.

At this time, Liu Jun had brought the unconscious four-winged messenger to a dilapidated little house. The little house stood there alone, as if it had been forgotten by time. The walls were covered with moss and cracks, and there were several large holes in the roof, which looked extremely desolate.

Liu Jun didn't think much about it. He pushed the door open and strode in with the unconscious four-winged messenger. Then he quickly and roughly put the four-winged messenger on the ground. There was a dull "bang" sound, which caused the dust around to rise slightly.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak" At this time, a big rat ran out.

Liu Jun frowned slightly, and after finding that it was just an ordinary big rat, he ignored it. He just looked around again vigilantly, his eyes were sharp, not letting go of any possible threats. After confirming that it was indeed safe here, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense nerves relaxed a little.

For him, forcing a confession was a piece of cake and not challenging at all.

Liu Jun first tore off a piece of tattered cloth from the side and stuffed it into the four-winged messenger's mouth without hesitation.

Then, he took out a sharp silver needle from his pocket and skillfully pierced the four-winged messenger's body several times. His movements were so fast that it was astonishing.

The four-winged messenger's eyes widened instantly, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying. His originally chaotic consciousness suddenly became clear under the severe pain. The pain on his face was extremely obvious, his facial features twisted together, and his body began to twist violently, trying to break free from the ropes that bound him. However, he had already been tied up and could not move. No matter how he struggled, it was in vain.

"I know you're being stubborn, but it doesn't matter." Liu Jun sneered, his tone full of amusement, "You can talk about it when you've figured it out. Now, just enjoy the pain." As he spoke, he started to stab the four-winged messenger with needles again. A burst of intensive pain once again descended upon the four-winged messenger.

"Woo--" A low and desperate whimpering sound came from the four-winged messenger's throat. His body was shaking violently, and his eyes were almost popping out, full of fear and helplessness, as if he was facing unspeakable horror and torture.

"You're still not telling the truth. You're really stubborn." Liu Jun frowned, his eyes revealing a bit of surprise and impatience.

He didn't expect that this four-winged messenger was more resistant than he thought. Even though he was enduring such severe pain, he was still able to grit his teeth and refused to utter a word.

It's not that he doesn't have more torturous means, but once these means are used, it is very likely that the spirit of this four-winged messenger will completely collapse, or even be tortured into a fool. Such a result is obviously not what he wants to see.

Just when Liu Jun was in a dilemma, hesitating whether to give the four-winged messenger a few more injections, the Wutong Spirit suddenly appeared. Its figure was like a ghost, silently appearing beside Liu Jun, and pointed its slender fingers at the cloth in the four-winged messenger's mouth.

Liu Jun was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly realized what was going on. He quickly stepped forward and took the cloth out of the four-winged messenger's mouth.

The moment the cloth strip was removed, the four-winged messenger took a deep breath, as if he wanted to suck all the air into his lungs.

The four-winged messenger looked at Liu Jun with resentment, his eyes full of anger and helplessness. The corners of his mouth moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but because of the long silence, he couldn't make a sound immediately. His eyes seemed to say: "You blocked my mouth, what should I say?"

Liu Jun looked at the four-winged messenger's resentful eyes, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. He had really forgotten about the gag. "Ahem." Liu Jun coughed lightly, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere. "Okay, now you can tell me, where was the person who had a fierce fight with the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor that night imprisoned?"

The four-winged messenger's eyes flickered when he heard this, as if he was weighing the pros and cons and risks. Finally, he said, "That human? He is imprisoned deep in the palace of His Majesty the Feather Emperor. The place is heavily guarded. If you want to save him, I advise you not to waste your energy."

Liu Jun's mouth curled up into a sneer, his eyes revealing an unquestionable firmness: "Then it's not your business to worry about it. I just want to ask you, where exactly in Yu Huang's bedroom is he being held?"

The four-winged messenger's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly: "Do you think that a mere four-winged messenger like me can know such confidential matters? The internal layout of the Yuhuang Palace is not something that someone of my status can easily get involved in."

Upon hearing this, Liu Jun frowned slightly and thought secretly in his heart.

What the birdman said was right. The exact location where Yao Guangxiao was imprisoned was not something that the four-winged birdman could easily know. I'm afraid that only those powerful six-winged princes could possibly have this information.

Liu Jun took out a small pill from his arms and threw it to the four-winged messenger without hesitation: "Swallow this, or I will kill you directly."

The four-winged messenger took the pill, his eyes full of fear and confusion. With shaking hands, he carefully looked at this seemingly ordinary yet threatening pill.

"This pill won't kill you, but it will make you sleep for three days and three nights." Liu Jun's voice was cold and ruthless. "If you choose to refuse, then you will sleep forever."

The four-winged messenger took a deep breath, as if making a final struggle. However, facing Liu Jun's cold gaze and unquestionable tone, he finally chose to give in. With trembling hands, he put the pill into his mouth, then his body swayed, and he fell softly to the ground, falling into a deep sleep.

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Liu Jun looked at the four-winged messenger lying on the ground, with a hint of coldness in his eyes. He did not stay for too long, but turned and left, with a plan for the next step in mind.

Soon, Liu Jun's agile and light figure, like a ghost in the night, appeared silently in the magnificent and splendid palace of the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor. The palace was dimly lit and heavily guarded, but to him, these were nothing but empty words.

He maintained his previous cautious and alert style, chose the most covert path, sneaked into the depths of the palace, searching for Yao Guangxiao's figure with sharp eyes.

However, what he never expected was that Yao Guangxiao's position was so conspicuous that he didn't need to look for him deliberately. In the center of the palace, a towering pillar rose from the ground, dozens of meters long, and was majestic. And Yao Guangxiao was cruelly hung on the top of this pillar, helplessly lowering his head.

Although the distance was far, with the help of Liu Jun's supernatural powers, he could still clearly see Yao Guangxiao's appearance at the moment.

Yao Guangxiao was covered in blood, as if he had just been fished out of a pool of blood. His body was pierced with dense nails that penetrated deeply into his body, blocking all his meridians. This prevented the spiritual energy in his body from gathering, and he became no different from an ordinary person without any spiritual energy, and could only suffer from pain and despair.

Liu Jun's brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes revealed determination and anger.

At the same time, he also noticed that there were three six-winged princes sitting cross-legged under the pillar. They exuded a strong aura and were obviously guarding Yao Guangxiao. Around them, there were more than a dozen four-winged messengers standing guard, ready to deal with any possible emergencies.

Facing such a strong lineup, Liu Jun couldn't help but secretly groan. Although he was quite capable, it was not possible for him to take Yao Guangxiao away quietly.

However, he did not give up, but began to quickly think of countermeasures in his mind, thinking about how to successfully rescue Yao Guangxiao without sacrificing himself.

Watching the time pass by minute by minute, an hour had passed, but Liu Jun still hadn't come up with a foolproof plan.

The lonely pillar was only a kilometer away from the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor's bedroom. This distance was almost negligible for a strong man in the middle stage of the Half-Step God King realm.

Once he is entangled by the princes who are guarding Yao Guangxiao, the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor will appear here like a shadow in less than three seconds. By then, there will probably be another Liu Jun on the pillar, and he will become a prisoner of the Eight-Winged Feather Emperor together with Yao Guangxiao.

Liu Jun frowned, his eyes flickering with thought, and he became more and more annoyed. "If this can be done without anyone noticing... eh? Ghost!"

This guy slapped his forehead suddenly, as if he had found the key to solving the problem.

Without any hesitation, he immediately summoned the ghost doll holding the game console. Although this little guy was not small in size, as a ghost, it had advantages that were completely different from humans.

Under the cover of night, it can conceal its breath and figure, as if blending into the darkness, becoming an elusive existence. If it doesn't want to be seen, then even the most keen eyes will find it difficult to catch its trace in the darkness.