After rebirth, the villain just wants to spoil his wife

Ying Jiu lowered her head, hesitating whether she should tell her master or not.

Nangong Ren held up the human face and faced himself: "Why don't you say anything?"

Regarding these matters, Nangong Ren still did not want Ying Jiu to hide anything from him, and in his second life, he would definitely have to pay for the blood of those who bullied Ying Jiu.

Nangong Ren let go of the hands holding Ying Jiu's face.

Ying Jiu was silent for a moment: "The poison this subordinate suffers from...is given by the master."

"what!"

"impossible!"

Nangong Ren's first reaction was that it was impossible. Although his memory was not very good, he had never done anything about giving Yingjiu poison/medicine. He believed that Yingjiu would not lie to him, so who gave him the false information? Order?Nangong Ren felt that this person should not be Qianying. Qianying was loyal to him, and she also died fighting for him in the last life.

"Who gave you the poison/medicine?"

Nangong Ren's face was livid, and he looked at Ying Jiu and spoke eagerly.

Ying Jiu hesitated and said: "Yes, Mr. Jing Xiao."

Ying Jiu felt uneasy. Everyone in Qiongtian Palace knew that the master liked Mr. Jing Xiao. The master and Mr. Jing Xiao were a natural match. He was just a clown who was suddenly remembered by the master. Maybe one day he would be loved by the master again. Abandoned, I said bad things about Mr. Jing Xiao in front of the master, I don't know if the master will blame him.

"Jing Xiao!"

Nangong Ren gritted his teeth, why didn't he think of this bitch earlier in the morning.

"Owner?"

The master didn't speak for a long time, and Ying Jiu couldn't see the master's expression, so she called out cautiously, feeling more and more uneasy.

Nangong Ren suppressed his emotions, and stroked Ying Jiu's fluffy head in a comforting manner: "It's okay, I know about it, just leave it to me."

Ying Jiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the master didn't seem to be angry with him, as for the poison/medicine Mr. Jing Xiao gave him, he actually didn't care if the master gave him or not, as long as the master made him happy, he would do anything.

The dungeon was dark and damp, filled with all kinds of instruments of torture, and the smell of decay and blood was almost nauseating.

Even Nangong Ren, who was used to bloodshed, couldn't help frowning, but Qianying, who was following Nangong Ren, looked as usual, as expressionless as ever, indifferent and unkind.

Seeing the arrival of the palace master, the guards saluted respectfully and opened the iron gate of the dungeon.

On the cross was bound a man, if he could even be called a man.This person's long hair is messy covering most of his face, some scattered hair sticks to his face with sweat and blood, and his body is covered with scars from various instruments of torture, almost turning into a bloody man. It can also be seen that the ten fingers of this person were pierced into nails.

Nangong Ren looked at the people on the rack and sneered, quite satisfied with the execution of his subordinates.

"Still nothing?"

"Yes."

As expected, Nangong Ren was not angry.

"Wake him up."

"Yes."

Qianying took two steps forward and tapped the unconscious man's body acupoints a few times, the man screamed and was awakened by the pain.

"Jing Xiao."

Jing Xiao slowly raised his head to look at Nangong Ren in front of him, and suddenly showed a weird smile. His mouth was covered with blood, and he grinned like a monster with its bloody mouth open.

"Nangong Ren!"

If Jing Xiao was a monster, then the two standing in front of him were both thousand-year-old ghosts, so how could they be afraid of this monster without minions.

"I would like to ask you, did you let Ying Jiu take the poison under the guise of my order?"

Jing Xiao froze for a moment, Nangong Ren saw through the flaws in the plan that was supposed to be flawless, and he was imprisoned in the dungeon for a few days. Different instruments of torture were used on him every day, and he was forced to take a lot of drugs. Knowing what kind of medicine it was, the pain was magnified several times, but it made him very conscious. He was tortured so badly that he could not survive or die. who is it.

"Who is he?"

This person harmed Ying Jiu so much that he forgot Ying Jiu just like that?Nangong Ren was furious and grabbed Jing Xiao's neck.

"Pretending to be a fool with me? My personal bodyguard, if you hadn't designed him to go crazy and break into my room while practicing kung fu, and let me rape him when I was unconscious!"

It doesn't feel good to be calculated by others, especially for a proud superior like Nangong Ren, a little calculation can make him angry.

The fingers pinching Jing Xiao's neck slowly tightened, and Jing Xiao was forced to raise his neck. His originally pale face began to swell red due to lack of oxygen, and a strange "ho ho" sound came from his throat.

Seeing that the person was about to be strangled to death, Nangong Ren let go of his hand suddenly, not letting Jing Xiao die yet.

Nangong Ren took out the handkerchief and wiped his hands with extreme disgust, as if something very dirty was on the hand that pinched Jing Xiao's neck.

Jing Xiao coughed violently a few times and gasped for fresh air. After Nan Gongren's reminder, Jing Xiao finally remembered who Ying Jiu was.

Jing Xiao looked at Nangong Ren and smiled strangely again: "Ying Jiu? Is it because of him that you are so angry now?"

"Yes, so what? No, so what? Answer the words of this seat!"

"It seems so, Nangong Ren, I didn't expect you to care about a lowly shadow guard, it's really strange."

"court death!"

Insulting Ying Jiu touched Nangong Ren's inverse scales. This time, Nangong Ren learned to be smart, picked up the whip on the side, and used the whip stem to ruthlessly poke into a wound on Jing Xiao's body.

Nangong Ren used some internal strength, and the blunt-horned whip pierced into Jing Xiao's body like a sharp blade, leaving only one section still in his hand.

"what!"

Jing Xiao screamed, and blood flowed down from the wound.

Nangong Ren was still puzzled and turned the hand holding the whip stalk left and right a few times mercilessly, accompanied by Jing Xiao's continuous screams, more blood flowed out happily.

"Don't play with this seat. There are still many ways to make your life worse than death. Haven't you tried enough?"

A trace of fear finally appeared in Jing Xiao's eyes, the endless inhuman torture was destroying his will all the time, if Nangong Ren could kill him with one knife at this moment, he might still be grateful to him.

"I just said that you gave him this poison/drug, and he really believed it, and took it without hesitation," Jing Xiao was sweating profusely due to the pain, and took a few breaths before resuming. Finding my own voice: "But I didn't expect him to be so strong-willed, he forcibly endured the poison and survived."

"Why do this?"

According to what he knew, Jing Xiao and Ying Jiu should have very little contact, so why should Jing Xiao have trouble with a shadow guard.

"Because he might have found something..."

Back then, the reason why Nangong Ren became obsessed with practicing kung fu was all because Jing Xiao tampered with Nangong Ren's incense, and this scene happened to be seen by Ying Jiu. At that time, the sky was dark and Jing Xiao was not sure if Ying Jiu could see it clearly. Who, but he would rather kill the wrong than let it go.

It's just that Jing Xiao didn't expect that Ying Jiu would not die after taking the poison/drug. At that time, Ying Qi often came to visit Ying Jiu. In order not to scare the snake and felt that Ying Jiu would not be able to turn around in this life, Jing Xiao let Ying Jiu go.

It turned out to be because of this reason!

Nangong Ren held back the anger that wanted to burst out: "Where is the antidote?"

"There is no antidote."

Jing Xiao didn't lie, he used poison/medicine to kill people, so how could he have an antidote.

It's useless to talk to this kind of person, Nangong Ren stopped looking at Jing Xiao, turned and left.

The guards locked the iron gate again after the lord left, and Qianying followed Nangong Ren and said, "Master, what should we do with this person?"

"Since you can't ask anything, there's no need to continue wasting time. His hands and feet will be crippled, and he will be sent back to Lishamen with his life."

"Yes."

As for how the Hall Master knew that Jing Xiao was an undercover agent sent by the Li Sha Sect, Qianying didn’t know and never asked the Hall Master. Ever since he received the Hall Master’s order to torture Jing Xiao about everything about the Li Sha Sect, Qian Ying He never dared to be negligent for a moment, but almost all the instruments of torture were tried on Jing Xiao, and no one could speak. Qianying even admired Jing Xiao a little.

A few days later, people from Lishamen found their young master in front of the mountain gate. The young master was in ragged clothes, unkempt, covered in wounds, his hands and feet were useless, and he was dying.

The doorman didn't dare to delay and immediately informed the door master. Jing Hongtian, an old man in black robe, was furious when he saw Jing Xiao's miserable appearance, and wished he could peel Nangong Ren into a cramp.

"Nangong Ren! This old man will definitely ask you to pay in blood!"

The sound was like a bell, and the birds perched on the trees were startled.

After learning the lesson last time, Ying Jiu never dared to step out of Qingfengyuan without authorization.

The master has a lot of things to do every day, and he doesn't dare to disturb the master to accompany him. After the medicine conditioning, Ying Jiu's health has improved a lot. After the residual poison has been eliminated, he feels a lot more relaxed. When he is really bored, he will practice in the yard. The kung fu of fists and feet makes it more than enough.

Zuo He would come over regularly to check Ying Jiu's body. Ying Jiu also asked Zuo He if there was any possibility of recovering his internal strength, but the answer he got was uncertain. The poison in Ying Jiu was not good for Zuo He's medical skills. It's more difficult, Zuo He can't guarantee that he can restore Ying Jiu's internal strength.

Ying Jiu couldn't help being disappointed by such an answer. If even Zuo He couldn't help it, then his internal strength might not be able to recover.However, Yingjiu is not used to days without internal strength, but he is used to it. He is afraid that his master will dislike him. After all, it is useless to keep a shadow guard with no use by his side.

It was summer, and Ying Jiu was covered with sweat in a short while. As expected, her body without internal strength could not support it for a long time. Ying Jiu was out of breath and ready to stop and rest for a while.

But before Ying Jiu could move, his body suddenly fell into a firm embrace with his back against his chest.

"What are you doing, making yourself so tired?"

Ying Jiu was about to struggle, but when he heard the voice of his master, he immediately stopped his struggle. He had no internal strength, and he didn't notice when the master came over.

"Master, this subordinate was practicing just now."

Nangong Ren frowned: "Didn't I let you have a good rest?"

Standing in the yard in broad daylight, with the master's hand still around his waist, Ying Jiu was a little uncomfortable, and unconsciously twisted her body, trying to break free from the master's confinement.

"The residual poison in the subordinate / body has been cleared, and there is no serious problem."

Nangong Ren has always been strong, the more Ying Jiu wanted to break free from him, the tighter he hugged him, the chest and back of the two were tightly attached to each other, leaving no gap.

"That's not enough. Don't worry about practicing martial arts. Your body is the most important thing. Even if you don't have martial arts, this seat can protect you well."

The previous life was very different from the present one, and in this life Nangong Ren would never let Ying Jiu suffer any more harm.

"Owner……"

Ying Jiu wanted to say something more.

"There is no need to discuss this matter. Listen to me. Just stay in the Qingfengyuan and take good care of your health."

"Yes……"

Ying Jiu lowered his eyelids with a desolate expression. If this is what the master wants, he will definitely do it.