"At this point, how can we not do it?" Su Yang said.

Gong Jiu smiled and said nothing. Through the door, you could see his shoulders moving, as if he was stirring the bonfire.

"Can you give us some time to escape first?" Su Yang asked again.

Gong Jiu really laughed this time and laughed out loud.

"Wu Ming said that you are a very shameless person. At least he is not wrong about this." Gong Jiu said: "You are already going to die, why should I let you escape and do such a meaningless thing?"

"You don't have confidence?" Su Yang asked.

"This has nothing to do with confidence." Gong Jiu said calmly: "Unless you have a good reason, why should I cause trouble for myself."

Su Yang thought for a while: "You give me three days. No matter whether I am dead or alive after three days, I will abide by the rules of this game and control the war within the scope of the arena."

Gong Jiu asked: "What if I want to take action now?"

"Then let's fight." Su Yang said seriously: "I am at least 70% sure. If I die here today, there will be a war next. Even if you finally sit in that seat, the place will be a mess and devastated.

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"Aren't you always pursuing peace in the world?" Gong Jiu asked.

"That's right, but you should have heard the saying that if you achieve great things, you will benefit the world." Su Yang said: "This is what you said is different between me and others. If my life is threatened in the most real way, many

I don’t care about things anymore. I hope everyone can live well, but that’s only if I can live well. If I’m going to die, then I don’t mind using any means to save my life.”

"Three days, what can you do in three days?" Gong Jiu sneered: "Three days. Even if you hide in the Shaolin Temple, I can rush in and kill you. The person you can find is qualified to fight with you.

What I did was only the two people around you, and maybe Ximen Chuixue. In this case, I would indeed be wasting my hands. But the final result would not change in any way."

Su Yang smiled: "Who I can find is my business, but when people are dying, they always have to struggle. I can't just watch your sword pierce my throat. If you agree,

I can guarantee that our struggle will only be limited to the arena. If I die in the end, there will be no war, and your next struggle will still be limited to the arena."

"Of course, you can also find someone. There are many experts you can find." Su Yang added.

"You are threatening me," Gong Jiu said.

"Yes, I am just threatening you. I am a wanderer. What does the world have to do with me? But if you want this world, you have to consider the consequences." Su Yang said.

"I could kill you right now."

"There are five of us. Xiaoyu and Shaman may not be able to escape, but if any one of me, Lu Xiaofeng and Huamanlou wants to escape, the other two may not be able to stop you for a while." Su Yang said: "Of course, you

You can also make a bet, and if you win, all five of us will die here, but as long as one of us escapes, the world will be in chaos immediately."

"You really don't care about the common people at all?" Gong Jiu seemed a little angry.

"Don't put this big hat on my head." Su Yang said: "It's not that I don't care, but you are causing trouble. If you could honestly be your own princes and sons, how could things happen today?

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"You don't even care about the lives of these two women and these two friends around you?" Gong Jiu asked.

"You are the one who wants to kill, not me." Su Yang said solemnly.

"You can still think about it. This matter only requires the death of one person." Gong Jiu said.

"You can also consider it. You can avoid death." Su Yang said.

"It looks like neither of us can convince the other."

"I never wanted to impose my will on others, I just wanted to live well." Su Yang said.

Gong Jiu remained silent, and only one or two crackling sounds of firewood could be heard in the mountain temple.

Su Yang winked at Lu Xiaofeng, patted the back of Hua Manlou's hand, looked at Shaman and Xiaoyu, and then looked around, ready to take action or escape at any time.

No one spoke, except for the wind in the mountains and the deathly silence. Everyone was waiting for Gong Jiu's decision. This decision seemed extremely heavy, with a string of heads hanging on it.

After a long time, Gong Jiu finally spoke.

"People with our status actually get into a group fight in the end?"

"Although we are all protagonists, we should also give others a chance to use what they have learned throughout their lives." Su Yang said with a shameless smile.

Gong Jiu said: "You can leave at any time, but I won't attack you within three days."

Su Yang said: "Can't it be more? How about five days?"

Gong Jiu laughed, and in the midst of his laughter, the flames of the mountain temple suddenly burst into flames.

"Shameless!" Gong Jiu said.

"It's a fight for life!" Su Yang said.

"At most three days." Gong Jiu said.

Su Yang asked: "You never fight an uncertain battle?"

Gong Jiu said: "What's the use of fighting a battle that you're not sure of?"

Su Yang nodded and said, "Goodbye."

After saying that, he started Qinggong and walked away like flying.

Five people ran in five different directions and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

.........

Just after Su Yang and the others left, Gong Jiu's face turned pale in the mountain temple, and he clenched his fists tightly.

The palace owner frowned slightly and said, "Isn't it possible again?"

Gong Jiu suddenly shouted, and his whole body began to roll on the ground. The muscles on his face were tangled, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans were left on his cheeks. He let out a groaning gasping sound, like a dying animal.

The beast is struggling in pain.

As if he was suffering a huge torture, he looked at the palace owner with a pleading look and murmured: "Come and save me, I can't bear it anymore!" As he said this, he tore open his own hand.

The clothes reveal smooth skin, the hair is messy, and the pale face is torn and rolled on the ground.

He doesn't look like a peerless master at all, his eyes are like a pitiful wild dog.

The palace owner suddenly stood up. The worry on his face had disappeared, replaced by a kind of condescending indifference. He looked at Gong Jiu with the same eyes as if he were looking at a dog.

She snorted coldly and slowly pulled out the whip from her waist.

But Gong Jiu couldn't wait anymore. He took out a slender needle with his backhand and stabbed his naked body randomly. His body was pale and thin, and soon became stained with blood.

There are some people in the world who like to treat others badly, and there is also a kind of person who has the problem of abusing himself. Although self-abuse is perverted, it is also a way to vent.

Some people in the world have gained too much, and it is too easy to get everything. Therefore, the desire in their heart can only be truly satisfied when they abuse themselves or others.

But aren't there some other reasons that cannot be known?

An unbearable pain and longing have caused Gong Jiu to completely lose his mind.

Perhaps at this time, he is the weakest, but a person who has lost his mind may also be the most dangerous.

He whispered again: "Whip...whip..."

The palace master looked at him, smiled coldly, and waved his long whip, which made a crisp sound in the air.

"Hit me with a whip...whip me hard." Gong Jiu begged.

"Don't you like that bitch Shaman?" The palace owner was like a condescending queen at this moment, questioning Gong Jiu with a high face.

Gong Jiu actually rolled over and crawled to the feet of the palace mistress and went to lick her shoes. The shoes were covered with mud and dust. Gong Jiu grew a tongue and it was as if she was licking a piece of pastry. She licked the shoes carefully.

"Please, whip me harder..." he murmured.

The palace owner kicked Gong Jiu to the ground, and hit Gong Jiu's back hard with the whip. With a brush, a blood mark was drawn out, and the skin was torn.

Gong Jiu let out a low roar of satisfaction from his throat, and his whole body began to tremble.

The first whip went down, and the second whip came right after.

The palace mistress whipped and cursed at the same time, and sometimes kicked her with her feet. The harder the whip struck, the fiercer her eyes became, and the fiercer she cursed.

Gong Jiu moaned and trembled,

I don't know how long it took, but Gong Jiu had turned into a bloody man. His body suddenly curled up, then stretched out, and then he lay there, motionless.

He is satisfied.

There was silence in the mountain temple. The palace owner flicked her wrist, and the whip circled several times in the air like a spiritual snake, then retracted it and returned to her hand.

After a moment, Gong Jiu stood up again, her dark hair undisturbed, not a single wrinkle on her snow-white clothes, and her graceful, sculptured face with a cold, conceited, determined expression and eyes.

Sharp as a knife.

No one could tell that just a moment ago, he was still a dog.

Who can believe it?

This is neither a miracle nor a nightmare. Real things are sometimes far more bizarre, terrifying and disgusting than nightmares.

His clothes were still open, exposing his chest and back.

His skin was as smooth and as white as jade. In just a few moments, the whip marks and blood stains on his body had disappeared?

According to legend, there is a mysterious Kung Fu. When you practice it to a certain level, you will have a strange regenerative power that can heal wounds and heal them in an instant.
To be continued...