Ask Sword

hehe.

Situ Zhi smiled slightly, and said gently: You mean, if I don't cooperate,

You and your superiors, that is, the few people who are standing behind the screen wall at this moment, eavesdropping and peeking,

Throw me into the sarcophagus forest?

We don't want to see that happen either.

The interrogator did not deny that the superiors of the Zhenfu Division were monitoring and monitoring, and said calmly: At first, the sarcophagus will make people feel that the days are like years, and they are bound and unable to move. They subconsciously curse and threaten loudly. The words are extremely filthy.

Immediately afterwards, the person in the sarcophagus will start begging for mercy, as long as he can move his limbs, let him see the light, and find someone to talk with him, he is willing to pay all the price outside the sarcophagus.

In the end, there was only loneliness and despair left in the sarcophagus, praying over and over again that someone would open the sarcophagus and drag him back to the torture chamber.

It's a pity that more than 80% of the people can't wait for this opportunity. They will stay in the sarcophagus until the last moment when their lives are exhausted.

The smile on Situ Zhi's face gradually disappeared, he tilted his head, stared at the torturer, and said slowly: You don't know what you are facing, and you don't know what you will encounter.

Like a spoiled child who knows nothing about the dangerous horrors outside the house.

Then tell us.

The torture officer immediately said: You don't have a strong hatred for the Yu country, and you are not driven by beliefs, so you have no reason to persist.

Even if it is locked here, it is ten thousand times stronger than the sarcophagus.

Who is helping you? What are you planning in secret?

Ah.

Situ Zhi shook his head, You're right, I don't hate Yu Guo, and I don't believe in Haotian or any gods at all.

However, I am very clear about one thing. Compared with those people's means, loneliness and despair are not terrible.

Take me to the sarcophagus.

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The sky was lightly raining, and the air was filled with the smell of mud and grass.

The group arena is still going on,

A wooden roof was temporarily built above the auditorium, with water-avoiding charms to block the rain. Since it was a holiday at this time, the number of spectators was even higher than before.

clang!

The sound of weapons colliding sounded, and a Zhou Guo student flew out of the ring, kicked his feet on the lawn several times to stop his retreat, and then threw the shield in his hand on the ground in frustration.

And his opponent, Pei Jing, let out a foul breath, walked down the ring slowly, took the cotton cloth from his friend, gently wiped the dust on the Canghai Sword, and nodded to his opponent.

Pei Silang is making great progress.

Yang Yu, who was in the audience, said with emotion: It's only been a few days of hard work, and the sword is as light as it is light, and the sword is continuous. A few days ago, even if you can defeat your opponent, it will definitely not be as easy and comfortable as it is now.

After all, actual combat is the best teacher.

Li Wei sighed, rather regretful: It's a pity that my cultivation is not enough.

There are not many opportunities to communicate and promote with monks from different countries. It is a pity to miss this time.

I don't know which year to wait for the next time.

While the few people were chatting, a group of people's footsteps came from behind the auditorium. Li Leling turned his head and asked in surprise, Fourth brother?

His Royal Highness the King of Yue.

Everyone stood up one after another, Yue Wang Li Hui waved his hands, and said casually: Don't call me Your Highness in the academy. Seniors and seniors are better than Your Highness.

It's been a long time since I saw Li Hui, and Li Hui seems to be rounder than before. He is obviously white and fat, but he doesn't feel greasy at all - it may have something to do with the handsome face inherited from the royal family surnamed Li.

Handsome fat boy.

Risheng, this is something given to you by the master of the Yan family. I happened to meet him at the gate of the academy just now, so I brought it here for you.

Li Hui beckoned, and asked his subordinates to bring over a long wooden box, and handed it to Li Ang.

Thank you.

Li Ang took the long wooden box and paused, Brother.

That's right.

Li Hui smiled and took out a stack of wedding invitations from his bosom, and distributed them to everyone, My wedding is on the day after the Qiqiao Festival, on the eighth day of the seventh lunar month, in Furong Garden. Everyone try to come.

The Qiqiao Festival is the Qixi Festival, and in a sense, it can also be regarded as the Valentine's Day of Yu State.

Must go.

Yong Hongzhong and the others solemnly accepted the invitation. Everyone knew that Li Hui was the most beloved son of Emperor Yu. More than anything.

They are Li Leling's friends, and they would not be suspected of standing in line with the King of Yue when they attended weddings in the past.

What's more, it's good to see the world in the past.

The next one to play is Li Ang, who has worked in the academy for three years.

The commentator's voice sounded from below the martial arts arena, and the surrounding eyes immediately turned to Li Ang, and there were also bursts of discussions in the audience seats in the distance.

It's my turn.

Li Ang nodded slightly to his friends, picked up the wooden box, walked through the aisle, and walked down to the ring.

It's really him?

Otherwise, there are quite a few people with the same name and surname, but he is the only one in the past three years.

He also listened to the rain realm? But even if you take part in the group arena at the elementary level of listening to the rain, you won't be able to go very far, right?

There were constant whispers from the auditorium on both sides. Li Ang ignored the noise along the way and came to the bottom of the ring.

He greeted Ren Jiao who was the referee today, put the wooden box in his hand on the table, and opened the lid.

Because of Bian Chenpei's identity as a disciple of Taihao Mountain, he privately carried the Xingyun device with him, which caused bad consequences and had a very bad influence.

In order to prevent a similar situation from happening, the Martial Arts Arena temporarily added a rule that prohibits players from carrying weapons that exceed specifications.

Um?

Ren Jiao glanced into the box, and found that what was contained in the wooden box was not a device, but a short gun.

Triangular gun.

I asked the doctor of the forging workshop to build this gun for me before. The day before yesterday, I entrusted the craftsmen of Duke Yan's mansion to remodel it, adding more weight and special design. It should not violate the rules.

Breaching the rules is not breaking the rules.

Ren Jiao asked suspiciously: But Risheng, aren't you majoring in reading talismanology? Don't you bring other reading devices or talismans?

Not yet.

Li Ang shook his head. In the first few group arena matches, opponents at the beginning level of Tingyu with similar cultivation levels will be selected. If even they can't easily defeat them, then don't think about how to teach Bian Chenpei a lesson.

Now, a short gun is enough.

Who is Li Ang, I believe we don't need to introduce him again, and his opponent this time is Tai Haoshan, Gao Xiangming.

Accompanied by the voice of the commentary, a frail young man stood up from among the Taihaoshan students and walked towards the ring.