Fast time travel: The host takes his life and frantically teases and criticizes the villain

【It's okay, I will do my best to torture you, including making you love me. ——Ling Jiuxuan]

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"Why, is Number One in the World willing to be my prisoner?"

In the dark and empty room, a sarcastic voice spread into the evolution's ears.

This voice is as mellow as old wine, with endless charm, but the cold irony and murderous intent in it make it extremely cold, and after careful consideration, it seems that there is endless hatred hidden.

He moved his fingertips, it was just an extremely subtle movement, but the pain it brought made him frown.

He slowed down for a while, but the pain still didn't go away. He lifted his eyelids with great effort, but it weighed a thousand pounds.

Suddenly, the breath who had been standing aside approached, and a warm hand pinched his jawbone, obviously not exerting any force, but it made him feel that his face had been split into two halves.

"Open your eyes and show someone a half-dead look."

Cheng Yan opened his eyes with difficulty, and the blurry figure in front of him was staring at him unkindly, condensing into a real murderous aura that would kill him at any moment.

After a while, the picture became clear.

The person in front of him was dressed in a red-brown robe, luxurious and cold, his ruthless eyebrows were as fierce as his murderous aura, and the tyrannical aura around him made people frown subconsciously.

Facing Shang Chengyan's eyes, Ling Jiuxuan pinched the opponent's knuckles and turned white.

In the dark forbidden room, a person stood powerlessly, his hands and feet were bound by chains and shackles, his naked body was covered with scars, his jaw was squeezed tightly by long, white hands, and he was forced to raise his head, like a captive crucified .

The other person is dressed in brocade clothes, with neatly combed blue hair, a tall and straight figure, and an impeccable handsome face, even in this dark forbidden room, it makes a man look down on him with dignity.

The instruments of torture all over the wall became pale and feeble, and a man would die just by moving his finger.

'Why are you so pretty even when you're angry? '

Cheng Yan looked at that face and automatically ignored the pain in his body.

The strength of Ling Jiuxuan's fingertips suddenly dropped, and his sharp eyes fell on the man's white and chapped lips. He didn't speak, where did the voice come from?

'Hiss, you're willing to lock me up in this damn place. '

Ling Jiuxuan's eyes froze, staring at Cheng Yan's lips.

Cheng Yan looked at the man who was suddenly in a daze, and licked his chapped lips, "Is there any water?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was frightened by his own voice, it was so hoarse as if he hadn't spoken for a month, it was ugly and harsh.

Ling Jiuxuan's eyelashes trembled. It had been a month, and the first thing he said was to ask for water.

'No, you can't even bear water? '

Cheng Yan murmured in his heart, not to mention his meridians broken, his dantian completely destroyed, his sea of ​​consciousness shattered, and his cultivation completely abolished. He was dying of thirst and didn't even give him a sip of water?

This 99% blackening value is all for him?

Ling Jiuxuan's eyes dimmed, and with a wave of his hand, a pot of water appeared in his hand, and he poured it rudely into Cheng Yan.

The water flow meanders down Cheng Yan's neck and flows through the eye-catching wound, which seems to be easing up.

Even so, even the act of drinking water caused him severe pain.

It was the first time for Cheng Yan to experience such a shattered body, with all his tendons and hamstrings severed, not to mention being a cripple, and being given all kinds of strange poisons, it was really not easy for him to still be alive.

Suddenly, the kettle slammed onto the ground, the fragments cut Cheng Yan's face, and blood dripped from his pale skin.

Ling Jiuxuan's eyes fell on the blood bead, his eyes darkened, and he pressed his fingertips hard.

The arc of his lips was filled with endless chill, "I've been upset with your face for a long time, you said, I'll cut it off, and let you eat it, your face is still yours, so it's solved How about my troubles?"

He pressed Cheng Yan's face, and the latter was in pain like a broken bone, unable to answer this nonsense at all.

'Dare to cut one and try! '

Cheng Yan looked angry, but the slanderous words in his heart were full of anger.

'It hurts so much, take your hands away, what should I do if such a handsome face is really disfigured? '

Listening to what Cheng Yan was saying, a hint of sarcasm flashed across Ling Jiuxuan's eyes. Although he didn't know if it was his method, but he was best at observation.

"Does it hurt?" He stared into Cheng Yan's eyes and paused every word: "It's not enough."

Cheng Yan's body trembled, he didn't know if it was fear, or he was about to faint.

Ling Jiuxuan's fingertips lingering on the wound on his face, healed his wound with spiritual power.

'Um?What are you going to do again? '

Listening to his voice, Ling Jiuxuan curled his lips, and rubbed his fingertips on his smooth face for a while, and there was a bit of intimacy.

Suddenly, a stabbing pain came, and Cheng Yan found that the same part of his face had been cut again!

'Ling Jiuxuan! '

'See you at the crematorium! '

Ling Jiuxuan narrowed his eyes, and took out a pill, "Open your mouth."

Cheng Yan raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were slightly red, but his expression was extremely calm.

It looked like she was holding back tears from the pain.

Ling Jiuxuan sneered and mocked: "You are more fragile than I thought."

As he spoke, he pinched his chin and forced him to take the elixir, "You are not qualified to die now."

The next moment, Ling Jiuxuan's figure disappeared into the forbidden room.

009 observed the whole process, and came out only after Ling Jiuxuan left, "Host, I'm sorry, I can only shield you from the pain when the villain is not around, otherwise you will be discovered."

"It's okay, it's just a pain." The bloodshot eyes in Cheng Yan's eyes faded in an instant, he closed his eyes, his body felt exhausted wave after wave, but his spirit was very clear.

He has never seen such a big storm, it's all trivial, and it's quite interesting.

"The plot has been passed on to you, host, come on, I will restore your meridians and dantian."

"No need." Cheng Yan refused, "If he finds out, he will destroy me again."

009 was worried, "What if you, the host, are really killed by the villain? You are already miserable now."

"No." Cheng Yan smiled, Ling Jiuxuan couldn't bear him to die.

Thinking, he quickly flipped through the plot of this world.

This is the realm of cultivating immortals that he has always been curious about. The original owner was the number one sword cultivator in the world, the best golden spirit root, and he reached the early stage of Mahayana at the age of [-]. He was the goal that all sword cultivators surpassed.

The levels of immortal cultivation in this world are Qi refining stage, foundation building stage, Jindan stage, Nascent Soul stage, Spirit Transformation stage, Void Refining stage, Fusion stage, Mahayana stage/crossing tribulation stage.

It was a prosperous era when golden elixir was everywhere and Yuanying was as numerous as dogs.

One thousand and five hundred years ago, the world of cultivating immortals launched an encirclement and suppression campaign against the original owner because of the supreme treasure - the Taixu Brush.

The time was chosen when the original owner merged into the Mahayana and crossed the Thunder Tribulation. When he was weak, Ling Xiao and Su Shanqing, the best friends of the original owner, took the lead in attacking him and plundering the Taixu pen.

Many masters in the integration period and the Mahayana period mercilessly used killing moves against him. As long as he obtained the Taixu pen, he could open the Cangdu realm that had been silent for tens of thousands of years.

Of course, it would be even better if he could take the opportunity to let this great master of the Mahayana period fall.

The original owner was seriously injured, and at a critical moment, the etheric pen broke through the void to escape. After a hundred years of retreat, he took revenge with a sword. The first to bear the brunt were Ling Xiao and Su Shanqing, who took away their only son Ling Jiuxuan.