You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 869 Empty Head

"Good boy, at this critical moment, you are acting so arrogantly. I am actually reluctant to kill you. I have decided that since you can't get out, I have plenty of time to play with you. I will let you experience the most cruel means in the world. I will make you wish you were dead!"

Cough, cough, cough~~ Changqing coughed up a pool of blood, and a sweet, fishy smell spread in the air. The violent coughing suddenly stopped. After a moment of silence, Changqing finally spoke: "I really don't know where your confidence comes from. Do you really think you won? You only won by catching me. On the other hand, the demon clan's plan was a complete failure. It's even possible that one or two of your demon lords have already been killed by the Heavenly Dao."

Hearing Changqing finally speak, the demon master thought he was begging for mercy, but unexpectedly it was sarcasm.

"Haha, the wisdom of my tribe, the Jie Dao Beast, is beyond your imagination. How could a human child understand our plans and how could we not have a backup plan... But I am in the north...!" The Jie Dao Beast, who originally wanted to show off, suddenly stopped, and a trace of human disdain appeared on his extremely ugly face.

"You're on the verge of death, yet you're still trying to use my tactics. Chun Qingtong has to admit, you're just as courageous as your brother. It's a pity you've fallen into my hands. You'll die, but not as heroically as your brother, nor will you enjoy the same fame and prestige as your brother. For me, being able to brutally kill one of you two brothers is already a great reward from fate!"

With a sinister grin, the demon master dragged Changqing's thigh and walked towards a relatively intact palace. However, the palace was not filled with furniture or beds, but various torture instruments. It seemed that the demon master had prepared for this day in advance.

After the two men disappeared into the hall, a small, inconspicuous stone rolled down from the stone pestle where Changqing had just rested.

The cries of pain mixed with wild laughter continued to ring out, and time passed by bit by bit.

Half a day later, a long and thin stream of 'golden water' as wide as a thumb 'flowed' from a golden coral, as if its color had faded, and crawled towards the border of the demon formation.

Under normal circumstances, with the Demon Master's caution, how could he not discover such a golden stream? Unfortunately, the Demon Master was now consumed by the tyranny in his heart. His enemy was waiting to be killed before his eyes. He was only thinking about how to make Chang Qing enjoy the ultimate torture in his hands. How could he be distracted and pay attention to other things?

one day…

Seven days...

On the 15th...

In the blink of an eye, more than a month passed quietly. Inside the palace, the ground, walls, and even the plank above the head were already stained with blood. No, it should be said that it was a painting, a picture of purgatory painted with blood and bones.

These days, it is better to say that he has become numb to the pain rather than getting used to it. At this moment, he was hung on the wall, with only his head left on his body.

The demon master had removed all the internal organs, bones, and meridians. At this moment, the demon master was using Changqing's blood and ribs to paint the last color on the scroll in the palace.

In the scroll, the sky is covered by blood clouds, and a road-intercepting beast stands on thousands of skeletons, pointing at the map with a heroic attitude of pointing out the mountains and rivers. The distant background is covered by a blood mist that is connected to the sky, and you can vaguely see the figures of tens of thousands of people in the blood mist.

The old man's method was truly miraculous. It actually protected his mental strength, and the pain in his body was relatively weakened, so it was not that unbearable.

Now only a head is left, but his mental power has entered a mysterious realm. His mental power is used as paint on the wall by the Jie Dao Beast along with his flesh and blood, making Chang Qing feel as if he has become the spirit of the palace.

In a few days, his body was resurrected countless times by the demon master with secret medicine, and was torn apart countless times by the intercepting beast. The other party spent countless treasures just to abuse himself. Changqing couldn't help but sigh. What the book said was right. As an evil beast, tyranny and slaughter are its nature. It enjoys this and deserves to be targeted.

After several days of suffering, his mental strength has become more than a level higher. Is this a blessing in disguise? Changqing found it funny. He thought he was stupid because of the abuse.

But today, things are a little different. The scroll is completed, and Changqing keenly noticed from the map on the scroll that the demon master's plan should focus on the north. From the demon master's description of the details, it can be seen that the northern region was depicted first, and it also took the demon master the most effort.

Clang! Ribs fell to the ground. The demon master squirmed his body and lifted Changqing's head for him to see. "Such a vivid painting truly does not do justice to your flesh and blood. Not good, not good. Every time my tentacles are stained with your blood, I feel calm and relaxed. Could it be that I'm addicted to your blood? If so, I really can't bear to kill you..."

The demon master played with the head reluctantly, with hesitation on his face. For dozens of days, the cruelty in his heart had been satisfied. He immersed himself in Qingtong's cries of pain every day, not to mention how satisfied he was. But in recent days, Qingtong's cries of pain had weakened a lot. After dozens of times of reorganizing his body, his mental strength was probably almost exhausted and could not withstand his torment.

"Forget it, forget it. After I read your memory, I will give you a quick death and let you and your brother be reunited~" Holding Changqing's head tightly, the demonic power like a galaxy rushed into Changqing's sea of ​​consciousness, trying to read Changqing's memory and explore the secrets on Changqing's body.

Qingtong's origin, the secret of the enlightenment tea, his plan... The demon master rubbed his hands, with a look of anticipation on his face.

But the next moment, his expression suddenly changed, he screamed, and instantly threw Changqing's head away: "Empty, how is it possible!!!"

The demon master didn't believe it and explored again, but this body's sea of ​​consciousness was empty, without any mental fluctuations.

Thousands of thoughts kept running through the demon master's mind. He never thought that the fish meat on the chopping board that the demon was slaughtering would give him such a big surprise.

"A clone? No, that flesh and blood feels real, it is indeed a real body!"

"A shell? That's not right, it clearly exists with consciousness!"

"Is it natural? No, no, no, how can a person not have a sea of ​​consciousness? What kind of monster are you?!"

"Monster?" He saw Changqing's head turning with great effort. The pain on his face had long since faded, and the remaining part of his head actually smiled. "Now that you mention it, have you ever asked yourself what you look like? Compared to you and me, you seem to be the one who can be considered a monster."

Looking at the other person's talkative expression, thoughts flashed through the demon master's mind, and he quickly rejected them. Until now, a thought that made him shudder came to his mind - he did it on purpose! So what was his purpose in coming here...

The demon master had a vague guess, but still couldn't believe it. He quickly grabbed Changqing's head and said, "You let me kidnap you on purpose. What do you want to do?!"

The tentacles wrapped around Changqing's head and kept exerting force, trying to force Changqing to tell the secret in his heart. He understood something but couldn't figure it out. He only had his head left, so how could he turn the situation around?

"Of course—I came to see my opponent. After such a long confrontation, I am extremely curious about you, my Lord."