I became famous by doing things.

Chapter 317 317. Torture
I must take him away from the Lunar Mountains, as far as possible.

Thinking of this, I endured the pain and took two deep breaths to make my expression look less disgusting. After adjusting, I said:

"Would you like to take a bite... of something cooked..."

He tilted his head and looked at me, chuckled, and gave a strange answer.

"The taste of blood is the most delicious. The way you eat it is nothing, it is a very low-end method... I don't like it, I will teach you a lesson. Hahahaha."

I looked at him coldly, and gave me a slap that didn't mean anything?
This guy is such a pervert.

But I don’t have to understand this pervert. I just need to take him away from Taiyin Mountain, and then I can figure out how to kill him.

Every blow that hits me today, I will pay back ten times and a hundred times in the future!
Wang Hun looked at me and grinned with big yellow teeth:
"It's just a few beatings on you. Didn't your conditions say that you can't be beaten? Gu just wants to torture you, torture you into submission and bow your head, willing to be Gu's slave. If you want to kill Gu, just try it, you see You can do it, but every time you fail, I will do it to you again. You have to think carefully...hahaha."

I gritted my teeth and said nothing, trying not to anger this bastard.

After two months of trekking, I finally reached Kunlun Mountain with this old man. We entered Death Valley directly. I didn’t bring anything with me when we left. I could only buy something from nearby villages while the old man was sleeping along the way. .

At the same time, I couldn’t leave for too long. Once I caught up with a market in a small town. I needed all the things sold, so I walked around for a while. As a result, because I left for a little longer, my arm was almost broken when I came back.

When I arrived at Death Valley, I was wearing a big green cotton-padded jacket with red flowers, a big green cotton hat on my head, and a big black backpack on my back.

A Northeastern woman walking in the Kunlun Mountains.

The old man was neither afraid of cold nor heat, and this body seemed dispensable to him.

Wearing a thin shirt and walking in Death Valley, we didn’t care about the cold wind.

When we arrived at the oasis of Death Valley in Kunlun Mountain, the old man built two small thatched huts with a wave of his hand. This was our residence.

The small thatched house can only sleep one person, and there is no bed. I picked up a lot of hay nearby to deal with it first, and then ran to the nearest village to buy supplies while it was sleeping.

At first, I would still get beaten because I couldn't control the time well, but after many tests, I have figured out how to avoid being beaten.

No matter how fast I go, it takes at least four hours to go there and back. Five hours is basically the limit for me to leave at one time.

So every time I asked the vendors there to prepare things for me, and I would just take them when I came. After I told them what I wanted next time, I would leave immediately, so that I would be sure not to get beaten.

I also became friends with them. Every time they saw my injury, they wanted to bring someone to help me vent my anger, but I always stopped them.

Thanks to my injuries, when I go shopping, they never ask for excessive prices.

The money in my hand was always enough. There were several accounts that were sending me money every month. I knew it must be Wu Wan or Lu Chen's group, but I didn't refuse. I spent whatever I wanted.

I also tried to contact them, but my phone seemed to be broken and I couldn't send anything, so I had to pay the bill.

In the end, I had no choice but to ask a herdsman friend to call me and say that everything was fine.

Originally, I thought I could communicate with them through this method, but the next time I went to the village, I learned that the herdsman who helped me carry the message had broken his leg.

I know this is the warning the old man gave me. If I don't go on like this, it won't be as simple as breaking my leg next time.

...

About two or three months later, I changed from sleeping on hay to sleeping together on the quilt. I also took care of the entire small thatched house to look habitable. I once asked the old man if he wanted a quilt. After all, It’s not easy for me to go to a village. If I buy something and someone robs it, I will have to suffer for a few more days. I might as well buy them all to save me the trouble.

In the end, he didn’t want it at all and even scolded me.

The old man was very strange. I always thought he would seek some kind of opportunity, but it turned out that after he got here, he really just lived. I take care of his daily life every day...

No.

Can't say the same.

Basically, I live there by myself, and I just have to prepare the meal when the time comes. I don't have to worry about other things. As long as I prepare the meal, I basically don't get beaten.

I really want to kill this old man, but I really can't.

I prepared for an assassination almost every two months. I also tried poisoning and using a dagger. I even asked a hunter in the village to get an earthen gun and wanted to give it a try.

As a result, the old man suddenly had a protective shield on his body, and nothing happened.

It’s just that I was beaten very badly, it can be said to be the worst ever, and I almost couldn’t get out of bed the next day.

I lay in bed for a long time, but I felt a little lucky in my heart. After all, this was Death Valley. Even if the old man went back now, he couldn't kill him all at once. He would have to leave for at least two months.

The old man Wang Hun's smile was weird at first, but after the baptism of time, his smile gradually became normal.

He talked more.

But there is still no pattern in how I start. I am often bruised and bruised. At least my bones are fine and it does not hinder my daily life.

He often talks to himself about the past.

Their kingdom is called Hou.

The land is not vast. According to current calculations, it can be regarded as a small province with a small area at most.

They are descendants of the Wu Clan. At that time, there was almost no spiritual energy. If he wanted to seek immortality, he could only rely on nine dragons to carry the coffin. His body and soul could absorb the dragon energy in a place guarded by a real dragon.

But what they finally captured turned out to be Soaring Snake.

"This is not bad. After all, the whole country was trying to find out the whereabouts of the real dragon. The fact that we were able to get a few soaring snakes was already our best effort."

The whole country is descended from the Wu tribe...

His idea is that when the spiritual energy revives, the real dragon can use the spiritual energy to regain its vitality and rush out of the tomb. By then, he and his concubines will be free because of this.

After he and the Soaring Snake clan were imprisoned in the tomb, they also discovered that these were not real dragons, and his coffin was also destroyed by the Soaring Snake clan.

The soul has been hiding in the mezzanine of the coffin, surviving with its tail between its legs.

He also absorbed some of Soaring Snake's spiritual energy, and coupled with his king's luck, he also developed in a short time...

What worried him most at that time was the issue of freedom. After all, even if his spiritual energy was revived, the Soaring Snake would still be worse than a real dragon. He would be unable to break free from the bronze weapon and would not be able to break out of the tomb. Then he would not be able to leave either.

As a result, Lu Mingwei and I appeared, and I led the Soaring Snake clan out of the tomb.

He took advantage of that moment to run away, and that's when he remembered me.

After escaping, it couldn't find a place to possess it. At first, it found a few people to try, but under normal circumstances... as long as it possessed it, the body couldn't bear his soul at all, and it would completely decay in about two or three days. .

So I have been looking for a suitable body, and this old Taoist priest's body is very strong, and he can actually withstand its soul.