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The five hundred and forty-fourth chapter collapse (1)

"Life is miserable! Mr. Rat wants to keep a peaceful life, why is it so difficult to raise an old age?"

Lie quietly on the defensive barrier of the giant ship, the silver light on the surface of the Rat Master's body was wafting, and his body gradually became hazy and dim, and finally completely merged into the void.

He did not move at all, exuding no breath, quietly waiting for an opportunity to take advantage of.

Zi Wanzhong and the several elders of the purple valley behind him put great pressure on Mr. Rat. He did not dare to move at all. Otherwise, he and Chu Tian would have left here, without any chance to escape.

"It's really strange. These little kids don't seem very strong." Mr. Mouse whispered to himself: "I feel that a tail can kill several people... but... but... but... but..."

Widths of dim silver light flashed in the eyes of Mr. Rat, and some extremely fragmented fragments of broken memory were flipped up in his mind, and then they were shattered by the silver light and completely turned into nothing.

Mr. Mouse closed his eyes and his little cheeks twitched violently: "Well, a hero doesn't mention the past Yong... Brother Tian'er's words make sense! These guys from the purple lord, except for Luo'er, all the others deserve to die. Alas, they are all a bunch of bastards?"

Several chains stretched out from the void, tied up Chu Tian's hands and feet, and hung him on the bow of the giant ship.

Zi Wanzhong waved the transparent dagger and slowly cut Chu Tian’s clothes open, revealing his body wrapped in thin green ice. Just as the butcher in a slaughterhouse selected pigs and sheep, Zi Wanzhong patted Chu Tian’s body with the knife surface of the dagger and said with a smile: “Is it very strong? Well, the cut must feel good.”

Chu Tian looked at Zi Wanzhong and couldn't help but sneer: "The cold soul of the femoral frozen all my feelings. Is it useful for you to punish me?"

Zi Wanzhong raised his head and looked at Chu Tian who couldn't move at all and smiled: "Of course, it's not to punish you to feel pain. It's just that it makes you feel fear. You have to know that fear is sometimes more terrifying than pain."

"You don't feel the pain, but you watch yourself being broken bit by bit, peeling off your skin bit by bit, pulling out your muscles, bones, blood and flesh one by one, taking out the bones of your body piece by piece, polishing them in front of you, and making all kinds of interesting utensils!"

After patting Chu Tian’s calves bones, Zi Wan smiled and said, “For example, your calves shin can make a bone flute. Then, play a flute made of your bones in front of you. How does it feel?”

"You will slowly, very slowly, watching yourself being broken into pieces little by little. You cannot resist, move, have no consciousness, and have no pain, just like being in a nightmare." Zi Wan looked at Chu Tian with a smile: "Believe me, the lethality of this set of punishments is much more useful than the torture of the Daju Temple you worked for back then."

"Many people of the Heavenly Clan who made mistakes are all powerful in the Heavenly Man Realm. At most, when I cut them into the lumbar part, they will go crazy." Zi Wanzhong smiled sarcastically: "So I said they are waste, not even a single one can survive torture."

"How long can you last?" Zi Wan smiled brightly, and with a light wave of the dagger in his hand, the skin on the soles of Chu Tian's feet was layered by his thin slices.

The thin transparent skin slowly fell down, tightly pressing against the deck that was as smooth as a mirror, which could illuminate the figure.

Zi Wanzhong looked at Chu Tian and smiled and said, "First knife, feel it carefully! Haha, do you know why you should use the excuse of emergency military information to get you out?"

Chu Tian looked at the thin skin on the deck that belonged to his feet and said coldly: "Because of Luo'er?"

Zi Wanzhong slashed another knife, and put a thin piece of skin on the soles of Chu Tian’s other foot. He looked up and smiled at Chu Tian and said, “That’s right, it’s because of Luo’er. As long as he is in that world, Luo’er can feel the fate of all people related to her.”

"So, if you want to take you down, you must leave the local world."

"In this Tianhe, Luo'er's cultivation is not enough, and she cannot know the exact reason for your accident."

A flash of sword light, Zi Wanzhong cut it out with one stroke, and another thin piece of skin fell. Although there was no pain or consciousness, as the thin piece of skin slowly fell, Chu Tian's eyes were still in chaos.

No intelligent creature can calmly watch itself being cut off bit by bit.

Even if there is no pain or consciousness, the fear in the heart will continue to strengthen with the gradual dismemberment of the body, like a mountain pressing heavily on the heart. People with unstable minds will be suppressed and their minds will collapse!

The body was frozen, and Chu Tian swallowed and spitted hard. The muscles in his throat moved hard. His mouth was covered with tiny ice crystals, and the hard ice crystals rubbed against each other, making a "sniffing" sound.

"You are scared!" Zi Wanzhong pointed this out immediately. He looked at Chu Tian and smiled and said, "There are all people from my Zijiao here. No one can save you, or in other words, no one knows that you have fallen into our hands and are receiving my punishment."

"I am isolated and helpless, in a desperate situation, and I am cutting you off bit by bit!" Zi Wanzhong smiled excitedly: "Are you scared? Beginning to be scared? That's right. Next, there are even more terrifying things waiting for you! You will see your body structure little by little!"

Zi Wan smiled and said, "In the end, your body will be completely shattered by me, and your heavenly soul... You know, our Zi Valve has countless secret methods of searching souls... When your body collapses, we can search for your heavenly soul!"

Chu Tian gritted his teeth and looked at Zi Wanzhong: "Why, don't you search the soul directly?"

Zi Wan looked at Chu Tian with a heavy smile, and while cutting a thin layer of skin from the soles of his feet, he chuckled softly: "Of course, it makes you afraid! Fear is a very magical power that will shake your mind, shake your mood, and crush your psychological defense. The heavenly soul of a calm and calm person is of course much harder to deal with than the heavenly soul of a madman!"

Spreading his hands, Zi Wan smiled and said, "Anyway, we have enough time to cure you. Why not choose a more troublesome way?"

He looked at Chu Tian and smiled and said, "Especially, what if, I mean, if you can't stand the pressure and take the initiative to confess, wouldn't it be better than our soul search? The secret method of soul search will always have mistakes. If you miss any important information, wouldn't it be our loss?"

The elder of the purple valve holding a round mirror smiled, and the spiritual light flashed in the round mirror, and a trace of spiritual light locked several treasures in Chu Tian's body.

Several elders of the Purple Fence stood behind Zi Wanzhong with a solemn expression, and put on a stance of being ready!
Chapter completed!
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