Sword net three: femme fatale

Unlocking the mechanism, the stone gate slowly opened, Tang Aotian glanced at the two disciples next to him, "You two guard it." "Yes!"

Yueman smiled self-deprecatingly when he opened his eyes to see the surrounding environment clearly.The extreme method of drug testing not only caused him to contract strange diseases, but also made his body more fragile than ordinary people, so he fell unconscious after suffering those injuries.He thought he would never wake up again, but to his disappointment, he was still alive.

So all the trust before, it's really... so funny.

"It seems that Mr. Yueman's injury is recovering well." When Tang Aotian came in, he saw Yueman's self-deprecating smile. Although his eyes looked a bit piercing, his goal was indeed achieved.Only hopeless people can say more in order to save their lives.

"I would also like to thank the sect master for taking care of him. Since the injury is already healed, the sect master doesn't need to stay any longer, so why not let Yue Man go?" Yue Man tried to use his internal energy, but it turned out that his body was empty.

"Young Master Yueman is a smart person, why are you talking nonsense now?"

Yue Man closed her eyes, "I'm afraid the sect master won't believe me if I say it, but Yue Man is sincere in every word."

Tang Aotian smiled indifferently, "It's just for a while, I will give Mr. Yueman enough time to change his mind."

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The mecha duel is a competition to urge the disciples to practice their mechanical skills diligently, and talented disciples who can shine in the competition will then be able to get generous rewards and better conditions.So Tang Sect is very concerned about this competition. Usually Tang Aotian arranges these personally, but recently he is quite irritable, and he just left it to his confidantes to do it.

And the reason for his irritability is that the Miaojiang man who doesn't enter the forbidden area, poison him, it doesn't seem to have any effect on this man, a few times the man poisoned him and almost seriously injured the guard disciple; use torture, then People are not like those silver men who don't say a word. They cry out for pain when they should cry out for pain, but their eyes always seem to be calm, and there is no look of begging for mercy.Under such circumstances, the day when he can get the Gu formula is almost in the foreseeable future, and the Five Poisons seem to have sensed that someone has already rushed over here, and the disciples sent to stop it will not be able to stop it for too long.

It seems that Tang Aotian's troubles are not enough, after this disciple tremblingly begged to see him, Tang Aotian's complexion became even worse.Tang Wujue wanted to have a conflict with the guard disciple, but he was seriously injured and was wounded to death by the disciple again.Tang Aotian really wished he could strangle that kid to death, but it was just a thought, he still had a majestic expression on his face, "Please treat the doctor." The disciple was ordered to leave, Tang Aotian said again, "No (hang) Just use the medicine too much and get through it, I'm afraid it's not good for your health if you go up and down a lot." The disciple wiped off his sweat, looked at the gloomy face of the door master, and didn't dare to say more, For example, Tang Wujue seems to have bumped into the "knife edge" by himself, etc... "Yes!"

Tang Aotian sat on the chair, and Tang Wujue's name flashed across his mind in a flash of thought. There seemed to be a way out of the dead end... I have to think about it...

"Tang Aoshuang begs to see the sect master!" Tang Aotian who just wanted to think about it: "..."

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The blood on the ground merged into a dark red pool. In the corner of the forbidden area, a thin figure was bound by a heavy chain, covered in blood. The man's eyes were closed tightly, motionless, only the slightly trembling eyelashes hinted that this person still alive.

As soon as Tang Aotian entered the room, he was greeted with the smell of blood. When he saw the figures in the room again, he couldn't help but feel a little worried, "Is the old ginseng sucked by him?" Sect Master ordered." Tang Aotian walked straight forward, "Can you save anything?" The man followed up, and said guiltily, "Subordinates are useless." The expected answer, after listening for a long time, lost his temper.

Tang Aotian walked to a meter in front of the person and stopped. The person behind him took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, uncorked the bottle and moved forward to put the mouth of the bottle under the unconscious man's nose.But for a moment, the man opened his eyes. Even after many days of torture, those eyes were still calm, even slightly mocking.

"It seems that Mr. Yueman is still very strong, and they have served you very well."

Yueman was silent, he had no desire to speak to this person, and speaking was too much effort for him now, so there was no need to speak.

"The old man has been thinking for a long time these days, and feels that the old man is too ill-considered in torture you." Tang Aotian's voice seemed to be apologetic.

Moon closed her eyes again.

Tang Aotian narrowed his eyes, "After all, this matter is not the fault of Mr. Yueman alone, and my ineffective nephew." After Tang Aotian finished speaking, he looked at the man's face, but to his disappointment, the man His complexion was as usual, and he didn't even move his eyebrows.

"So I think two people should be punished, and my nephew, as a member of the Tangjiabao, left his post for several days without returning, and when he came back, he helped outsiders escape, and he violated the order of the sect master and seriously injured his fellow sect. Young Master Yueman said... so many crimes, how should I punish them?"

Yueman finally responded, "Could it be that the majestic master of the Tang sect needs outsiders to help him when he punishes his disciples?" Yueman opened his eyes, and the sarcasm in his eyes deepened, "Or, the master of the Tang sect has always been... indecisive?"

Tang Aotian only felt that his breath was stuck in his chest, and the depression on his face could not be concealed, "It seems that the old man is worrying too much! My nephew was punished many times for running away because of the son. Now, it seems that the old man is going to be pitiful." In this case, the death penalty can be avoided, but the life penalty cannot be escaped, it is better to cut off his hands and feet, and prevent him from having delusions again!"

Yueman's heart trembled, even though she clearly knew the purpose of what this person said, even if it was a fabricated lie, she would still be shaken...

"Tang said goodbye."

Yueman shook his hand, and sadly found that he seemed to have no strength left, "Please ask the sect master to make a jade flute for Yueman. The more transparent the texture, the better. I will perform one, one, for the sect master. Show." The last sentence seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. Although Tang Aotian had doubts about the jade flute, he just regarded it as a request of the voodoo technique. He didn't think about it anymore. He felt that the anger in his chest had subsided a little, and he didn't look back. He strode forward, "He who understands the current affairs is a hero, and I will send someone to treat Young Master Yueman later."

It's just that if he turns his head, he will find that the man's eyes are completely different from the calmness in his tone.