The useless daughter-in-law is going to turn the world upside down

Chapter 583 My master is the ancestor of the black robe
Seeing Daoist Gui Yun, Shangguan Ruoli knew why the guards reminded her, it was indeed quite scary.

Not only the eyeballs and teeth were lost, but even the face was shriveled, and the whole body was limp into a pulp, the skin of the body was also stripped off, and the thing that reproduced the offspring was also peeled off.

It seems that all tricks have been used.

Shangguan Ruoli rubbed his brows, and closed his fox-fur cloak, "Daoist Guiyun? I thought he was an expert, why is he like a skinned dead dog?"

"Who are you? If you dare to speak ill of me, I will kill you!" Daoist Gui Yun gritted his teeth.

Shangguan Ruoli sneered twice, "As a monk, you are helping the evildoers, collaborating with the king, killing pregnant women, and bewitching the Sacred Heart. With these few crimes, you can die a hundred times."

Daoist Gui Yun kept struggling, but the bones in his legs and feet were all crushed, and he could only wriggle like a boneless bug.

Daoist Gui Yun said fiercely: "Where did you come from, you bitch! Come here and let me play, I will make you scream comfortably, I..."

What he said was vulgar and unbearable.

Shangguan Ruoli knew that he wanted to provoke her, and asked her to kill him to give him a good time.

Rejoice couldn't listen anymore, she gritted her teeth and said: "Shut up, and spray dung with your mouth full, be careful I'll kill you!"

Daoist Gui Yun laughed, with a ferocious smile, "If you want to kill me, you don't have to wait until today. You want to take out the secrets of the ancestors and the list of disciples from me."

Shangguan Ruoli stepped forward slowly, and said calmly: "Yes, so are you willing to say it?"

Daoist Gui Yun smiled wretchedly, "You little bitch will serve me all night, and I will tell you!"

"Okay, then let the old lady wait on you for one night." Shangguan Ruoli's eyes flashed a cold light, "Come here, bring a pot!"

Daoist Gui Yun narrowed his eyes, "What are you doing with the clay basin? Could it be to wash my face?"

Shangguan Ruoli smiled lightly, "You don't even look at your own virtue. The skin on your face is gone, and your face has collapsed into a pit. You still want to wash your face? You have all the things that have done evil have been cut off. Do you still want to do evil? ?”

Instead, he sat down on a chair beside him, "Daoist Gui Yun, I will give you one last chance. How much do you know about zombie puppets? Where are they hiding? Who else is the disciple of the black-robed patriarch?"

Daoist Gui Yun spat out a mouthful of blood to Shangguan Ruoli, but luckily she brushed it away.

The guard raised his foot and kicked Daoist Gui Yun's chest, "Presumptuous!"

Daoist Gui Yun was kicked until he spat out a mouthful of blood, but he laughed out loud, "Okay, kill me, if you have the guts, kill me!"

At this time, a guard came over with a clay pot of soup.

"Skinned and boned, it's really boring." Shangguan Ruoli smiled coldly, and even Daoist Gui Yun felt panicked when he heard the voice, "Let's see how much blood he has."

Instead, he ordered the guards: "Cut an incision on the artery on his wrist, not too big, and let the blood drip into the basin drop by drop."

Sometimes the scariest thing is not death, but the feeling of waiting to die.

Especially in the dark, this feeling will be infinitely magnified.

This is a kind of psychological tactic, and sometimes in order to increase the effect, the prisoner is locked in a small dark room. Now that Daoist Gui Yun is blind, this procedure is saved.

The guard took out a dagger and cut Daoist Gui Yun's wrist.They often torture prisoners, and the strength is very good. The blood drips out drop by drop, and they can't die for a while.

The guard put the limp wrist on the clay basin, and adjusted the position so that the blood dripped into the basin, making the sound of water dripping.

Shangguan Ruoli signaled everyone not to speak, and the only sound in the room was the sound of blood dripping into the clay pot: tick, tick...

Because the bones were broken, Daoist Gui Yun's struggle was futile, but he laughed arrogantly: "I am not afraid of death, you don't need to play tricks!"

Everyone didn't speak, watching him talking to himself there.

Daoist Gui Yun thought everyone was gone, so he stopped howling and listened with his ears.

There was no movement in the darkness, only the sound of his own breathing, and the sound of blood dripping into the clay basin, drop by drop, the sound seemed to hit his heart.

He said indifferently: "Okay, it's fine if I die like this."

Even sang a little tune.

Rejoice asked with her eyes: Is this okay?

Shangguan Ruoli nodded. The reason why Daoist Guiyun yelled and sang was to give himself courage.

When I was a child walking at night or passing a cemetery, the timid would sing to encourage courage.The bold ones rode directly past, turning a blind eye to the cemetery at all.

Sure enough, Daoist Gui Yun's singing became weaker and weaker, the more he didn't want to hear the sound of blood dripping into the clay basin, the sound just burrowed into his ears.

And it is magnified countless times in a dark and silent environment.

He felt that it was difficult to breathe, and death was walking towards him step by step.

However, the time seemed to be extended infinitely, even if he couldn't die, the sound of dripping blood became louder and louder, and more and more blood could be heard in the basin.

Shangguan Ruoli sat there leisurely, waiting patiently.There was no mercy or kindness for the scene in front of him.

Seeing that Daoist Guiyun's breathing became more and more rapid, the bloody face showed a look of panic, and he had reached the end of his strength.

Sure enough, before he could make a cup of tea, Daoist Gui Yun screamed, "I'll say it, I'll say it!"

Shangguan Ruo raised his hand, and the guard stepped forward to stop the bleeding on his wrist.

Another guard picked up the ginseng soup that had been prepared earlier, and poured it down for Daoist Gui Yun.This ginseng soup can hold the breath of Daoist Guiyun, preventing him from passing out.

Gui Yundao's face was as white as paper, his body was covered in blood and he was panting desperately, life would be worse than death.

"Tell me, otherwise I have plenty of ways to make your life worse than death." Shangguan Ruoli glanced at him casually, and his voice was lazier.

This blood full of blood can purify people's souls.Here, the baptism of killing is the beginning of rebirth.

She doesn't want to kill, but she never refrains from killing.

The stability of society and the upholding of justice, in this era of the strong preying on the weak, mainly depend on the use of violence to control violence.

Fortunately, she is at the front of the food chain. Since she has this condition, she must make full use of it.

Perhaps, this is an occupational disease brought about by the previous life.Or, it is also a chivalrous dream deep in the soul.

Daoist Gui Yun was dying, "King Li is not my master, my master is the black-robed patriarch. He used to be the emperor of the Canglan Continent. You can't deal with him."

As the cold wind moved around him, Shangguan Ruoli turned his head and saw Dongming Ziyu walking in, seeing that Taoist Guiyun opened his mouth, he was a little surprised, and gave Shangguan Ruoli an approving look.

Shangguan Ruoli blinked at him, then turned to Gui Yun and said, "Where is the place where the zombie puppets and pregnant women are hidden?"

(End of this chapter)