The Great Demon Lord of Martial Arts

Yin En fell behind, grabbed Yu Mo's shoulders and pulled him aside, "My Xuanyin Sect will still need to rely on you in the future, so we must protect ourselves.

That Ji Chuan once helped my Xuanyin Sect, this time you go and beg him and try not to expand the matter.

As for the Jin Yiwei ordering the disciples in prison to give up, it is impossible to save them. "

How could those disciples compare with Yu Mo? This nephew had a smooth future and could even add another great master of the Void Return Realm to his Xuanyin Sect.

Yu Mo showed a hint of sadness. He also knew that his junior brothers and sisters could not be saved.

Yu Mo said: "Elder, don't worry, I will definitely persuade Ji Qianhu to help. This person has an old relationship with me and has a relationship with Senior Yin, so he will definitely not refuse to help."

Yin En had obviously heard about this and was not surprised. He had an old relationship with Senior Yin and it was absolutely necessary to have a good relationship.

"Okay!" After Yin En finished speaking, he led many disciples to leave the capital.

Fortunately, the troops that came were all ordinary defenders with insufficient combat power. The disciples sent by Xuanyin to the capital were all outstanding people. While the city gate was still closed, Yin En and a few disciples fled the capital.

This is also the reason why Jin Yiwei has not taken action and the army's combat effectiveness is weak.

For those who are strong in martial arts, tens of thousands of troops can take the heads of enemy generals from them, just like picking out objects from a bag.

Cui Yan miscalculated!

However, many Xuanyin Sect disciples who were exhausted were still arrested.

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Jinyiwei ordered him to prison!

Cui Yan still didn't know that because of his impulsive actions, everyone from the Xuanyin Sect had to leave the capital. It was probably unrealistic for him to drag the Xuanyin Sect to be buried with him.

At this time, he was walking on the corridor of the prison, and a disgusting smell hit his nose, making him frown fiercely.

I almost vomited several times, but finally endured it. Given my identity, it would be too embarrassing to vomit.

The jailer next to him curled his lips, his disdain flashing away, and then he put on a smiling face, "Master Cui, the prison is a bit dirty, please forgive me, please come here, those Xuanyin sect brats are being interrogated. .”

The jailer guided Cui Yan towards the interrogation room with one hand.

Cui Yan had long heard rumors about being imprisoned in prison, and when he saw it today, it was indeed unusual.

If it was not necessary, he would never come here and suffer such a crime.

His beloved son was dead, and he was disheartened. He only thought about revenge and could not care about anything else.

Cui Yan said nothing, with a sullen face, as if everyone owed him money. The jailer had stayed in this place for a long time, and there was always something dark in his heart, and he couldn't stand a beast like Cui Yan.

Yes, in the eyes of the jailer, there is no difference between Cui Yan and a dressed-up beast.

After a while, the two of them walked into the interrogation room together, just like the last time Ji Chuan came here.

The ghost was being tortured and said nothing.

When Cui Yan came here, the others hurriedly greeted him, but the ghostly shadow turned a blind eye and ignored him, as if he didn't exist.

Cui Yan frowned and asked the jailer, "Who is this person? He is so rude."

After all, he is also a minister, a second-rank official, and an important minister that His Majesty relies on in the court.

When were you so ignored?

It was quite novel to see it today.

Novelty doesn't mean he won't be angry, Cui Yan showed a sullen expression. Seeing this, the jailer smiled awkwardly and said, "Don't be offended, sir. This man was born deaf and mute and can't speak, but he is a good interrogator, so he has been staying in the prison."

The jailer despised Cui Yan in his heart, but did not dare to express it. He was more afraid of Ji Chuan than Cui Yan.

And Gui Ying is Ji Chuan's man, so he must keep him alive. If something happens to Gui Ying, he won't be able to reap the consequences.

Cui Yan was still unhappy, but now was not the time to pay attention to this matter, so he turned to ask, "Have these disciples of the Xuanyin Sect confessed?"

The jailer was stunned, "Confession? What do you mean, sir?"

This matter couldn't be more clear. Wherever the disciples of the sect have been tortured by imperial edicts and prisons, they will find out the result after three rounds of interrogations.

It was nothing more than Cui Ling, Cui Yan's son, who bullied the weak and tried to molest the female disciples of Xuanyin Sect, but was beaten to death by a disciple of Xuanyin Sect.

To be honest, the disciples of the Xuanyin Sect are not to blame. Cui Ling was responsible for everything. Who else can he blame for his death?

"Hmph, are you all a loser?" Cui Yan snorted in dissatisfaction and said sarcastically: "I have long heard that prison interrogation is top-notch. No matter who it is, no matter how hard the bones are, you can open their mouths. Now when I look at it, But that’s all.”

Cui Yan's words were full of hatred.

Anger rose in the jailer's heart, and he said coldly: "What does Cui Shangshu mean by this? This matter does not need to be interrogated. It is very clear. Don't you, sir, don't you know? Or what do you want to hear? Let us teach you. Xuanyin sect disciples tell me?"

trick?

What to recruit?

They just want to get what they want, and they know this trick very well.

But they can't make their own decisions on this matter. There's no word from above, even if the King of Heaven comes.

Cui Shangshu is even worse.

Unless the upper echelons of Jinyiwei send word, otherwise, they will not do such a thing without authorization.

Cui Yan said gloomily: "I don't believe it. How could you dare to kill people in the city without someone else's instructions? Have you found the person behind it? There must be someone targeting my Cui family and me, Cui."

After hearing this, the jailer was stunned. This conspiracy theory was great, and it was even better than his own.

Suddenly, he couldn't help but look at Cui Yan with admiration. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net He was indeed a high official in the imperial court, full of conspiracies and tricks.

The jailer next to him said: "Your Majesty, you are serious. I have been interrogated many times by the ghost, and there is no one behind the scenes."

Cui Yan glared at him and walked to the disciples of Xuanyin Sect. At this time, they were miserable.

These people are the murderers of his son. It would be better if they died. Cui Yan was indifferent and asked coldly: "Who instigated you to do this? Murder is not allowed in the capital. I believe you should know that if you dare to kill in public, who will give you the answer?" Your courage?"

There were four Xuanyin Sect disciples involved in this incident. They looked at Cui Yan with drowsiness and difficulty in speaking.

Once you enter the imperial prison, you cannot control your life or death!

The four of them didn't understand what Cui Yan meant, so they all responded in silence, and they really didn't have the energy to speak.

Cui Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly said: "As long as you tell the person behind the scenes, I can spare your life. I have the final say in this matter."

The jailer curled up his lips and became disgusted. His son had been killed, so it would be strange for him to be spared.

He didn't say much, just watched quietly. His son was dead, so he couldn't stop asking.

The four people's eyes were brighter than ever before, and their desire to survive was stronger than ever. They originally thought that they would have no chance of surviving after being imprisoned, but they didn't expect that there was still a chance, even if this glimmer of hope was very small.

Cui Yan smiled secretly. People are so humble when they are desperate. As long as they are given a glimmer of hope, they will agree to anything.

"What do you want to know, sir? We know everything and can't stop talking about it. Ahem..." One of them coughed and the two of them coughed, bringing up a piece of blood, and endured the pain and said with difficulty.