this moment.

    Xiaoyu, who was tied to the huge crucifix, was covered with blood, her hair was scattered, and her breathing was very weak. It seemed that there was only breath in her mouth.

    A pair of white palms were beaten, not like human palms. Blood was constantly seeping from the joints of fingers. The joints were dark. It was obvious that they had just been pinched. Their hands were trembling. They couldn''t even make a sound. They were sweating hard and their bodies were shaking.

    "Pa!"

    "Pa!"

    "Pa!"

    I only saw a young man in a black robe appear in front of Xiaoyu. He stretched out his hands and patted Xiaoyu''s face three times. Three consecutive slaps rang out.

    "Xiaoyu, just tell me where Du Yuesheng''s big loser went, and you can stop being tortured." The young man raised the dying jade face with one hand and said coldly in his mouth, with anger in his voice.

    His eyes showed that he had lost patience.

    "Ha ha!"

    "Du Yao, even if you kill me today, you don''t want to know the young master''s whereabouts." Xiaoyu looked at the young man in front of her, and she also laughed wildly.

    "You, you...!" the young man standing in front of Xiaoyu is Du Yao, the son of the head of the Du family. Du Yao looks at the half dead girl who has been beaten in front of him, and he is also very angry.

    After nearly three months of torture, all the torture in the basic cell has been used up.

    However, Xiaoyu still didn''t say a word or even beg for mercy.

    Du Yao couldn''t figure out why a servant girl had such perseverance to bear so much torture?

    You should know that even a warrior with a "war respect" will beg for mercy, but Xiaoyu, a woman without any strength, has completely resisted this torture. How strong will power is required?

    In addition, what makes Du Yao want to know is why a servant girl works so hard to maintain a waste. What is it for?

    Is it because she grew up with Du Yuesheng?

    Is it because Du Yuesheng is very kind to her?

    Or because of something else?

    "Unfortunately, Du Yuesheng can''t see this scene, otherwise he will be very happy!"

    "Ha ha!"

    Du Yao looked at Xiaoyu who was tied to the cross. He was covered with blood and his hair was scattered. He also laughed. At the same time, there was a killing opportunity in his eyes. He had completely lost patience with Xiaoyu.

    "Good!"

    "Very good!"

    "Then go to hell. I''ll find him anyway."

    "I''ll send him to hell with you."

    Du Yao''s voice just fell. A light appeared in his hands. Looking at Xiaoyu who had only gone out but didn''t go in, he said coldly: "don''t worry, I''ll find Du Yuesheng soon, ha ha..."

    "Ah!"

    "Du Yao, if you dare to touch a hair of the young master, I Xiaoyu will not let you go even if I am a ghost!" a roar came from Xiaoyu''s mouth tied to the cross.

    "Ha ha!"

    "You can kill me as a young master, and I''m afraid you''ll be a ghost?" Du Yao heard Xiaoyu''s words, and the light in his hand changed more vigorously.

    "Young master, Xiaoyu can''t be with you!"

    "You must take good care of yourself!"

    At this moment, a smile appeared on Xiaoyu''s face. She was not afraid of death at all. What she was afraid of was that without her by Du Yuesheng''s side.

    Young master, what about him?

    Unfortunately, everything can only be recalled in Xiaoyu''s mind. Crystal tears flow down her pink face.

    Die!

    Du Yao''s palm was raised high and fell towards Xiaoyu''s head.

    "Young master, I still want to be with you in my next life!" looking at the falling palm, Xiaoyu has closed her eyes.

    "Boom!"

    "Bang..."

    However, at this moment.

    A terrible energy appeared in the empty cell, forming a strong wind.

    "Hula..."

    The wind roared and echoed around the walls.

    Du Yao was also surprised by the strong wind. His eyes were stunned. He immediately put away the palm falling towards Xiaoyu, turned and shouted, "who?"

    "My grass!"

    "I am your ancestor!"

    "Boom!"

    A roar like a wild beast came from the dark cave, and then a knife came.

    "Die!"

    "Bang!"

    Du Yao looked at the power suddenly coming from the cave. In an instant, he also broke out the peak power belonging to the ninth order limit of zhanhuang. In an instant, his hands sank and directly blocked the attack.

    However, his whole person also suddenly bounced in an instant. He was ejected several meters away by the terrible axe power, and then stopped. Du Yao looked intently and saw the figure coming out of the cave. The corners of his mouth showed a gloomy and proud sneer, "Du Yuesheng?"

    "Are you finally willing to come out?"

    Du Yuesheng walked out of the dark cave and saw Xiaoyu tied to the huge crucifixion frame with blood all over, scattered hair bun, very weak breath, dying, and roaring angrily in his mouth.

    "Du Yao, I want you to die!"

    "Die, die!"

    At this moment, Du Yuesheng''s heart was very painful when he looked at Xiaoyu''s injury. Especially when he saw that Xiaoyu''s white palms were beaten, not like human palms. Blood was seeping from each finger joint, and the joints were dark. It was obvious that he had just been pinched, his hands were shaking, the pain was so painful that he couldn''t even make a sound, and he was sweating hard, The body trembled.

    moment

    Scarlet blood appeared in Du Yuesheng''s pupils.

    "Die, die!"

    "Die!"

    Du Yuesheng''s mouth continued to roar, emitting a thick chill from him, with an extremely heavy killing intention.

    For a moment, his sense of autonomy also began to slowly lose control

    "Hum!"

    "I see who died!"

    "Boom!"

    instant.

    Du Yao got up with both hands, kicked his feet and punched Du Yuesheng.

    "Hoo, Hoo..."

    "Hoo, Hoo..."

    His fist is like thunder. His fist is not the power that zhanhuang''s ninth order limit can have.

    "Swallow!"

    Du Yuesheng also rushed up in an instant. The tiger soul knife in his hand flashed endless red light, which immediately shrouded the whole cell. A stream of red light continued to flow into the knife awn, and another phantom continued to flash in the world.

    When the sabre is wielded again and again, bursts of sabre awn Qi tear and emerge around.

    "Hum!"

    "Waste is waste. Even now, you are still a big waste in my young master''s eyes, and you want to fight with me and die!" Du Yao''s eyes flashed, his mouth snorted coldly, and his fists continued to explode with terrorist forces.

    "Magic power heaven!"

    A roar appeared from Du Yao''s mouth. His fists burst out and his strength increased several times, making the surrounding space and time boil.

    Out of the void.

    Fists turned out, like ten thousand horses galloping towards Du Yuesheng.

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