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Chapter 1041 Revenge from the Dark Night

After Honglian said this, an indignant and unwilling look appeared on her face.

I don't know how many people have been in her hands. There has never been one like Duan Huan. All the methods of torture have been used, such as branding, flogging, and grooming...

As long as it's what Honglian can think of, it's all been passed on Duan Huan, even Yueying used the heart-burning poison to make people talk, but after tossing so far, Duan Huan is still dead. If they refuse to say, they still don't know anything.

Ming Ye seemed to have expected it to be like this. There was no surprise on his face, and he was still as cold and indifferent as an iceberg.

If the majestic Rashomon sect master can't even bear this bit of suffering and succumbs so easily, then his sect master really has a false name, and he is not worthy of the position of sect master.

Let Honglian take her to the underground dungeon, and saw Duan Huan hanging in the cold pool with disheveled hair and pale face, the clothes on his body had become tattered, and his face was covered with scars and blood clots. I can't see his face anymore.

Seeing Duan Huan's current appearance, Ming Ye narrowed his eyes dangerously.

These... are far from enough for him!

Ming Ye once said that anyone who hurt Mo Wushang would be repaid a hundred times and a thousand times, and what Duan Huan is suffering now, in Ming Ye's heart, is far more painful than what Mo Wushang suffered. Not enough.

Ming Ye didn't say any nonsense, and directly ordered people to fish Duan Huan out of the water prison and throw him on the stone platform used to punish people by the edge of the cold pool, while Ming Ye sat on the stone platform with a thick pavement. On the stone chair with a thick layer of animal skin, he looked coldly at Duan Huan who was slumped on the stone platform.

He waved someone to fetch dozens of slender steel needles, then raised his hand and forced them into the joints of Duan Huan's limbs one by one.

Although this will not kill people immediately, those who are nailed into the steel needle will have to bear the piercing pain all the time.

If you can't bear the pain and struggle, the more you struggle, the more unbearable the pain will be because of the friction between the steel needle and the joints.

Duan Huan's painful wails could be heard continuously in the water dungeon, like a ghost being tortured in the [-]th floor of hell.

If it weren't for the fact that the water prison was underground and the sound insulation was not bad, I'm afraid all the people living near this merchant's residence would have heard the miserable howling sound of ghosts coming from the underground purgatory.

Although Duan Huan is the head of the Rashomon sect, he is also a human being. The unbearable pain still caused him to lose consciousness for a short time until pots of boiling hot water were poured on him. , The strong stimulation made him wake up instantly.

There was no surrender in the cold eyes, only unwillingness to Ming Ye and the monstrous hatred for wanting to peel Ming Ye to pieces.

He stared at Ming Ye stubbornly, revealing the desire in his heart without hiding like a blood-eating demon.

"Kill me if you have the ability, don't wait until the day I go out, I will definitely get it back with interest..."

"Ah... ah ah..."

Before Duan Huan finished speaking, pots of scalding hot water poured down his back again. After the hot water, there were pots of icy cold water, one hot and the other cold. , Duan Huan couldn't help but wailed in pain again.

Sitting on the chair, Ming Ye calmly looked at Duan Huan who was struggling on the ground in pain, his face remained expressionless like an iceberg.

(End of this chapter)