After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 374 No matter what, he did it on his own
"Go back to Your Highness, not yet."

"Trash!" A look of anger appeared on Nan Rong's face, and he kicked the person in front of him heavily.

"Bring people in." He roared murderously, and his cold eyes fell on Li Cang again.

Everyone has weaknesses, even if they are monks.

In the blink of an eye, Qingfeng was bound in by people, and at a glance, he saw Li Cang covered in blood on the ground.

He froze all of a sudden, staring at Li Cang who shrank into a ball with empty eyes.

What exactly did he go through, and what kind of inhuman treatment did he suffer?
Qingfeng suddenly laughed, the laughter echoed in the huge prison cell, and it lingered for a long time, his angry and old eyes looked directly at Nan Rong.

"In order to protect the world of your Yanjing Dynasty, Li Cang has been visiting and preaching scriptures for many years, but your dignified prince, the future lord of the world, treats him like this!"

Sure enough, the most frightening thing in this world is not the goblins or ghosts, but the human heart.

"Hehe." Nan Rong lowered his eyes and sneered, with wantonness in that smile, "I didn't want to do this at first, but he did it on his own."

Gu Jingyao stepped forward slowly, with a gentle tone, "As long as the master can persuade him to tell Yin Jiuqing's secrets and life experience, His Royal Highness will not only spare him, but also heal his injuries, so that he can avoid special taboos when he ascends the Great Treasure in the future." to him."

"Hehe." Qingfeng sneered, his whole body flustered, but he didn't say a word.

With a gesture from Nan Rong's eyes, a large basin of cold water was poured over his head, directly waking Li Cang awake.

He was still not clear-headed, and Nan Rong's voice came over, "Let them talk about it, master and apprentice."

Li Cang was rudely dragged up, and leaned against the wall like a wind, his bloody lips moved slightly: "Master."

Qingfeng walked over with heavy steps, and carefully carried him into his arms.

"You don't need to say anything, I understand it as a teacher." He would rather give up the common people in the world for Yin Jiuqing, so how could he put her in danger because of one life.

Li Cang's eyelashes trembled, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't have the slightest strength.

Nan Rong kicked Qingfeng on the back and kicked him to the ground, "You bastard."

A flash of distress flashed in Li Cang's eyes, and he wanted to help his elderly master up, but he didn't even have the strength to move.

The next moment, Qingfeng was pulled up.

Nan Rong looked at Li Cang, with a slightly raised tone, as cold as ice, "If you don't reveal Yin Jiuqing's identity, I will cut this old monk to pieces."

At this time, Li Cang finally had a little reaction. He struggled to stand up, but failed repeatedly and did not give up.

Qingfeng's eyes fell on him gently and calmly, and he said slowly, "Li Cang, remember Master's words, everything should be done with a clear heart."

After uttering a sentence, Qingfeng slammed into the wall.

With a clear sound, he slowly slid down against the wall, and pools of thick scarlet blood flowed out, dazzling and palpitations.

Li Cang looked in horror at Qingfeng, who was gradually falling down, his pupils constricted.

He felt like a fish short of water, exiled on the sandy shore, exposed to the sun, mottled scales, almost dry, but still holding the last breath.

Only he himself knows why it is so hard.

(End of this chapter)