Floating Immortal Order

Gu Zi suddenly raised his head. The baby was looking at him resentfully, chewing something up and down in his mouth.

It looked vaguely like a fresh heart.

"ah!!!"

…

Gu Zi opened her eyes again, and what she saw was a low and dilapidated thatched roof. The pungent stench filled her body, making her spoiled and spoiled almost feel nauseous.

What's even more frightening is that Gu Zi found that he couldn't make any sound from his mouth, and he couldn't notice the existence of his body. He was extremely frightened in his heart, but he didn't know where he was at all, and he could only see this small area. Just a thatched roof.

"Lao Zhang, let's go have a drink together tonight?"

"Haha, Hu Erniu, your wife is usually reluctant to give you even a grain of rice to eat. Why is she suddenly so rich today?"

The vulgar male voice gradually came from far away.

There was a glimmer of hope in Gu Zi's heart, eagerly looking forward to the two men coming here as soon as possible to rescue him from this unknown place.

The rustling sound of undressing sounded.

"Hu Erniu, can't you tell? You're quite a big boy."

A teasing voice sounded above his head.

Hu Erniu said with a smile: "That's natural. Otherwise, with my wife's beauty, how could she marry a poor guy like me?"

As he spoke, he squatted on the pit, and after a moment he let out a light moan.

Gu Zi looked desperately at the pieces of stinky filth falling above his head, but strangely opened his mouth wide and swallowed it all.

As if involuntarily, Gu Zi's little cherry mouth moved up and down, allowing the taste of these excrements to completely permeate his mouth, and he swallowed it one by one.

Only then did she realize with great despair that she was actually trapped under the pit!

And she seemed to have... only a twisted head and upper body left, motionless in the depths of the latrine, while her entire lower body had completely disappeared without a trace.

Closing her eyes in pain, Gu Zi chewed the stinky and dirty excrement uncontrollably, suffering such inhumane and vicious punishment, boundless resentment arose in her heart.

A long while.

Hu Erniu took out a roll of rough straw paper from his sleeve, wiped it casually a few times, stood up, got dressed, chatted and laughed with the other person, and left.

The low and dilapidated thatched roof lost the cover of Hu Erniu's strong body and reappeared in Gu Zi's eyes, but gradually became blurry and abnormal until it disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Gu Zi couldn't help but feel a little wave in his heart which was completely filled with resentment.

I felt so moved that I even thought this was still just a dream.

But between the flickering light and shadow, what came into view were two simple wooden boards, and then the foul-smelling excrement washed directly into her mouth.

…

There is no escape from the never-ending punishment.

Gu Zi's remaining upper body and head were constantly moving in Wuzhou with a radius of tens of thousands of miles. Every time they appeared in the depths of another pit, it was when someone was excreting.

She wanted to die, sleep, and escape, but what enveloped her was more indescribable and irresistible despair.

But she never thought about where the "cause" came from to achieve today's "result".

No matter what, the cruel fact is that she will never be able to escape this torture.

The human and ghost were trapped in the depths of the small latrine, soaked in the sticky stench of filth, with their mouths opened in an incredible shape, and they swallowed all the excrement.

Then, it disappeared involuntarily and reappeared in another pit.

Continue to feel the boundless despair.

Never stops.

…

"The "Unholy Spirit" spell in "The Art of Transforming Spirits" really won my heart." Xu Che sat alone in the hall, holding the classics in his hands and looking at them carefully, with a hint of viciousness on his face from time to time. He said with pleasure, "This Taixuan spiritual power is really mysterious. If you want to cast a spell, you only need to activate it and then you don't need to worry about it anymore. But Gu Zi is just a mortal. If you want to really refine it into a It will take at least three hundred years for the 'unholy spirit' to live. This feeling of being unable to die even if she wants to die makes me feel sad for her just thinking about it."

Although he said "I feel sorry for her", Xu Che's inadvertently raised corners of his mouth completely exposed his cheerful mood.

"I report to the Crown Prince that all ninety-nine spirit guides have been taken out and can be used at any time!"

A black-armored guard, with a look of reluctance and compassion on his face, hurriedly walked into the hall and loudly complained.

At this time, Xu Che practiced the "Zhuan Ling Xin Jue" that was carefully improved by the Taixuan Spirit Realm. How keen is his perception? In an instant, he understood all the emotions of the black-armored guard, and said with a smile on his face: "Zhang Hu, do you think I am a little cruel?"

Zhang Hu hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said: "Every move in the Crown Prince's residence has a profound meaning, and I am not worthy of making unreasonable speculations."

"Are you unworthy or do you dare not?" The smile on Xu Che's face did not change, and he did not reveal his little thoughts. "After taking out those spiritual guides, what happened to the things that contained the spiritual guides?"

"Your Majesty," Zhang Hu's face became more and more unbearable, "At this time...most of the ninety-nine girls have already...all suffered from excessive blood loss.

And those who died, even those who were not dead, were all sucked into balls of flesh and blood by the old man. "

"How dare Mr. Hui do such an unscrupulous thing!" Xu Che suddenly stood up with a look on his face, looking sad and angry.

There was a look of surprise on Zhang Hu's face, and he muttered: "The previous order was not given by the Crown Prince..."

Xu Che's cold gaze swept over him, and Zhang Hu closed his mouth involuntarily.

"Zhang Hu, Commander-in-Chief of Wuzhou Imperial Guard, listens to the order!"

Zhang Hu subconsciously said loudly: "The prince's residence, Zhang Hu is here!"

Xu Che's eyes were incomprehensible, and after a few breaths, a look of anger appeared on his face, and he slowly said: "Liu Chengfang, the guest minister of Wuzhou, has a vicious mind, harming the people of Wuzhou, sucking up his own people, bullying men and dominating women, and doing everything he can to destroy his conscience. What he has done has outraged both humans and gods! Zhang Hu, please immediately summon one hundred Wuzhou Imperial Guards and follow me to kill this beast, do justice for heaven, and expose Liu Chenghui’s evil deeds to the world!”

Zhang Hu was stunned for a moment, glanced at the indignant Che Shizi, and felt a chill in his heart. He lowered his head and said, "Yes, the prince's residence."

…

"Afterwards?"

Xu Che looked at the dark ghost baby trapped in the shackles of spiritual power, with a mocking smile on his face.

"Your Majesty, all the spirit guides have been processed."

Zhang Hu walked forward with his head lowered, completely hiding his expression.

Nodding slightly, Xu Che said: "Crush them all and throw them in and feed them to it."

Zhang Hu's body trembled slightly, but he still said: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Just when he turned around to leave.

"Wait." Xu Che's cold voice came over.

Zhang Hu's steps stopped, but he did not look back. His voice became more and more trembling: "His Majesty, do you have any other orders?"

"The person you sent to report the news to the Imperial City of the Central Empire the day before yesterday has been stopped, and the three clans have been executed."

The light voice reached Zhang Hu's ears, but it was like a bolt from the blue.

"Your Majesty, I..."

Xu Che smiled and said: "It's okay, I know that you can't stand what I do, but your daughter has just turned twenty-eight and was sent to my house last night. What a feeling... ...Tsk, tsk, it was just that the scream was a bit loud when he was about to die, which disturbed my mood a bit."

Zhang Hu's eyes were about to burst, he pulled out the long black sword in his hand and roared: "Xu Che, you..."

Before he finished speaking, the Taixuan spiritual power around Xu Che swept down. Zhang Hu froze in place like a statue. A breeze blew, and his body shattered inch by inch, turning into countless pieces of broken flesh and blood that flew in. In the shackles of spiritual power that imprisoned the ghost baby.