The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

There was a dull "thump" sound, and Cang Ling, with a sack on his head, was thrown heavily onto the cold ground of Shura Palace.

After hearing that Su Qingyue had captured a woman, Di Yin hurried to Cang Ling, carefully helped her up, and gently brushed the dust off her body.

But at this moment, his brows suddenly frowned, and a strong sense of doubt surged in his heart:

That's not right. How come my height has become shorter? Is it possible that my last height was fake? Yes, it's very possible!

After all, how could a woman grow so tall and strong? It was obvious that she had used some kind of magic to transform herself.

Di Yin thought about it secretly in his heart and gradually convinced himself. Then, with a hint of nervousness and expectation, he slowly took off the sack on Cang Ling's head, revealing her face.

There seemed to be a biting cold wind whistling between Cang Ling's brows, and his eyes were full of fierceness. It was obvious at first glance that he was a ruthless person.

After seeing her appearance clearly, the smile on Di Yin's face froze instantly, but he still did not give up. He stretched out his hands to Cang Ling's face and pinched it gently, trying to confirm whether she had disguised herself.

Seeing his actions, Cang Ling shouted, "How dare you! You beast have killed countless people of my Ghost Clan. If you have the guts, let me go and let's fight!"

Di Yin seemed to be deaf to her insults. He turned away disappointedly and waved his hands weakly.

Immediately afterwards, two guards walked in from outside the door, one on the left and one on the right, grabbed Cang Ling's arms like iron clamps, and dragged her out.

On the road outside the Shura clan, Su Yang was running towards the city in a dusty state.

Cang Ling was captured and the whole family was extremely anxious. However, due to the confrontation between the two tribes, they dared not act rashly and could only stand there and worry.

However, Su Yang didn't care about all this, because according to the historical development, the final outcome of the third sister Cang Ling was to die at the hands of Su Qingyue.

He couldn't just watch all this happen, he had to rush to the Shura tribe immediately to stop the tragedy that was about to happen.

Su Yang didn't dare to stop for a moment along the way, and finally, the Shura clan's city gate appeared in front of him.

At this time, at the city gate, the crowd was gathering together like a dense swarm of ants.

Their eyes were as if attracted by a magnet, staring upward in unison, whispering and talking to each other from time to time.

Su Yang was extremely anxious. He ran a few steps closer and looked upwards following the focused gaze of everyone.

This sight was like being struck by a bolt from the blue. He stood there in a daze. Then, he suddenly woke up as if from a nightmare.

His legs went weak and he fell to the ground, letting out a heart-wrenching cry:

“Third sister——!!!”

On the city wall, Cang Ling's body was hanging miserably like a withered and ravaged leaf.

Her body was like a tattered rag doll that had been ravaged by a storm, covered in blood, and there was not a single intact part of her body.

Her eyes were wide open, but had lost their lifelike luster. The pain and anger remaining in her eyes seemed to tell of the endless torture she had suffered in her life.

A rough hemp rope, like a ruthless poisonous snake, deeply tightened around her slender neck covered with purple bruises, hanging her body high in the air.

The blood, which had not yet dried up, dripped down like red beads with a broken string. Each drop was like a heavy hammer, hitting Su Yang's heart hard and shattering it.

He was still a step late after all.

Su Yang climbed up desperately, trying to grab the bricks and stones of the city wall and rescue Cang Ling's body.

This action of his instantly exposed himself. The soldiers, who were as alert as wolves, rushed over quickly like a tide upon hearing the sound, surrounded Su Yang like a trapped beast, and finally captured him.

Fortunately, Emperor Yin had issued a strict order not to harm Su Yang's life, so the soldiers quickly tied him up and sent him to Shura Palace.

Di Yin looked down at Su Yang, who was tied to the ground, with his eyes as cold as a pond. "Cang Le, you are so brave. Do you really think that I am unwilling to discipline you?"

Su Yang's face was covered with tears. He cried, "My third sister is dead. You killed her...Give me back my third sister..."

Di Yin had a blank expression on his face. "Your third sister deserves death. If you still don't know how to restrain yourself, I will not let you off easily."

Su Yang shouted loudly: "Then kill me! What else can you do besides killing people? Kill me!"

Di Yin was speechless for a moment. He turned to look at the guard next to him, "What are you still standing there for? Untie him."

The guard quickly responded: "Yes, Demon Lord." Then he stepped forward and quickly untied the rope on Su Yang.

Su Yang suddenly got up from the ground and moved his limbs which were numb from being tied up.

Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and rushed towards Di Yin with a desperate determination.

Di Yin didn't even turn his head, but just waved his sleeves lightly, and stopped Su Yang in his place, "Since you are so ungrateful, I will punish you to stand there for a day."

Su Yang was pinned in place by Di Yin. Although his body could not move, his little mouth was like an out-of-control trumpet, crying and shouting, with each cry bleeding.

"Give me back my third sister... wuwuwu...you big bad guy, give me back my third sister..."

The crying sound echoed in the empty Shura Palace, like a sharp arrow, piercing Di Yin's eardrum and giving him a splitting headache.

Di Yin frowned, a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes, and he gave the guard a look as cold as a knife.

The guard understood, nodded quickly, turned around and walked out like a gust of wind.

After a moment, the guard strode back with Cang Ling's bloody body in his hand.

He had no mercy at all. He swung his arm and threw the corpse in front of Su Yang like a piece of rag.

Cang Ling's body fell to the ground with a dull sound. She lay on her side on the ground with her body twisted into a strange posture. Her eyes, still open in death, stared straight at where Su Yang was.

"Third sister!..."

Seeing this, Su Yang's eyes became bloodshot. He struggled desperately with all his strength, but his body could not move at all.

Di Yin glanced at him coldly, "I will make you see clearly that this is the fate of your ghost tribe's resistance. In this demon world, I am the master and will not tolerate any disobedience or resistance.

If you, the ghost clan, attempt to challenge my authority, you will be courting death. My will is like the unshakable law of heaven and earth. Those who disobey will only die.

No matter who it is, if they dare to question my rule, they will end up in such a miserable situation. This is the price of going against me!"

Su Yang's eyes were almost spitting fire, he roared: "Uncle Wang, don't preach to me here, you are just a naked brutal rule! Do you think you can make everyone obey you like this? It's just a dream!"

Di Yin snorted coldly: "Whether they obey or not is not their concern. My decision is the fate of the demon world.

In this demon world, power is everything. I have the strongest power and am qualified to decide everything. The weak can only obey, otherwise they will be destroyed. "

Su Yang gritted his teeth and said, "You are just making up stories!"

Di Yin was extremely indifferent. "I will make the final decision on right and wrong. You have no chance to argue."

He paused, and his tone became even colder: "Since you are young, I will let you go today. But from now on, remember this, anyone who dares to offend my majesty will die, including you."

"is it?"

Just as the two were on the verge of a fight, Hua Jianli's voice came from outside the hall, and he came closer in a few steps.