Chapter 116 Don't Say Thank You
The bronze door slowly closed.
The space behind the door was filled with thick dark green fog. After coming in, the group of ghost soldiers quickly disappeared into the fog in one direction.
The fog was too thick to affect the vision of the naked eye. Sang Mo looked at the wrist that was still held by Zhang Qiling, and suddenly felt a subtle sense of familiarity in his heart.
【drop! Congratulations to the host for successfully entering the bronze door! 】
【Task settlement in progress...】
[Participation in exploration progress is 65%, the target person's two bleedings are not counted as injuries, task settlement: the comprehensive assessment of the completion of this task is 95%, all rewards are issued, and the amount of punishment is reduced! 】
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[No, my exploration progress is 65%. How did you assess my completion rate as 95%? Tongzi, we can't open the back door like this! 】
[The host is relieved. The assessment is correct. The host's entry into the bronze door has a high weight. Moreover, the host's wandering back and forth can be considered as exploration. Although he did not explore with the target person, the comprehensive assessment will not be wrong. 】
Sang Mo was speechless.
[So the Yunding Palace is nothing, the bronze door is the key, right? 】
[You can understand it this way.] 】
He just entered the bronze door and completed the task requirements of entering the bronze door, and the completion rate was as high as 95%!
Zhang Qiling, who was shrouded in thick fog, glanced sideways. It seemed that the mission this time was not much different from the previous ones. With such a high degree of completion, the reduction in punishment should not be too severe, right?
Compared to the punishment of depriving the vocal cords and becoming temporarily mute, Zhang Qiling actually did not want Sang Mo to experience the punishment of being disemboweled. This punishment was extremely destructive to the body, and the accompanying pain was naturally more severe!
As he was thinking about it, Zhang Qiling heard the system prompt sound.
[Rewards are being distributed, fifty years of Qi training is being integrated...]
[The complete collection of hot weapon proficiency is being integrated...]
[Eight Wonderful Techniques: The Fusion of the Double Full Hands...]
[Original punishment: six hours of disembowelment, permanent deprivation of vision, and deprivation of taste for 365 days. The punishment is reduced to five minutes of disembowelment, and deprivation of vision and taste for 15 days. The punishment is coming soon! 】
Zhang Qiling, “!”
95% completion rate can actually give three penalties at the same time, and this is the penalty after the quantity has been reduced!
It turns out that the greater the rewards, the more severe the punishment!
The next moment he felt the wrist he was holding begin to tremble slightly. The man struggled to free himself from his hand, took out a cushion, spread it on the ground and lay down on it.
[I was originally prepared for the six-hour disembowelment experience. Whether I managed to dodge the six hours or failed to dodge the five minutes, it’s all good. Anyway, it was an idea that I changed at the last minute. This result is already very good. 】
[Yes, if the host had taken the initiative to complete the task from the beginning, he would not have to experience the punishment of being disemboweled. 】
But Sang Mo's whole body had begun to tremble violently. It was a physiological reaction caused by the severe pain. He wanted to curl himself up as if that would reduce some of the pain.
Blood was oozing from his teeth, but he could not taste the rusty taste of blood in his mouth. The light in front of his eyes had disappeared and was now dark.
Zhang Qiling quickly squatted down and looked at Sang Mo's extremely painful face. In just a few short seconds, his forehead was covered with sweat and blood was gradually flowing from the corners of his lips.
But Zhang Qiling still didn't hear any groans of pain.
Sang Mo's endurance of pain is like a fully armed turtle that shrinks into its shell. People outside cannot open the shell, and Sang Mo hiding inside the shell will not let anyone see his weakness and misery.
He stretched out his hands and held Sang Mo's hands tightly, "Sang Mo, don't be afraid, I'm here with you."
Who the hell is scared? 】
[I feel pain, not fear!] 】
Zhang Qiling, "......"
You still want to be strong at this moment, even your inner voice is trembling, a very direct and obvious trembling. Before you complain, can you please take a look at your own situation first?
The trembling all over his body turned into convulsions, and more and more blood flowed out from his lips. This was not the amount of bleeding caused by the teeth biting the inner wall of the mouth or the tongue, but internal bleeding caused by the experience of opening the chest.
Zhang Qiling's eyes were full of worry. He lifted up the clothes on his wrist, stretched out his wrist and placed it on Sang Mo's lips, "Open your mouth and bite it."
However, he did not reveal any of his true feelings, and Sang Mo almost subconsciously opened his mouth and bit Zhang Qiling's wrist tightly after hearing these words.
Zhang Qiling frowned slightly, not because of the sudden pain. He wouldn't even frown if his palm was cut. But he was concerned about the strength of Sang Mo's bite. Sang Mo was in great pain!
Sang Mo was a little unconscious at the moment, which showed how severe the punishment of disembowelment was!
Zhang Qiling silently calculated the time in his mind. It was probably only two minutes.
“Ouch…”
A faint groan of pain escaped, and Zhang Qiling's usually expressionless face was filled with worry and tension. The stubborn Sang Mo showed his vulnerable side in front of him.
Although he had seen such a brief scene before when he went back and forth to the Qixing Lu Palace, Sang Mo was conscious at that time and naturally restrained himself.
But now Sang Mo could no longer control himself, he was in so much pain that he let out a sound!
His body twitched more violently. Zhang Qiling looked at the wrist that he was biting tightly. He had to restrain his body, otherwise he might hurt himself.
Zhang Qiling lay down and clamped Sang Mo's legs with his long legs. Under the restraint of force, Sang Mo's body stopped kicking and punching randomly due to the violent convulsions.
His other hand was also pressing tightly on Sang Mo's left hand, and his left wrist was being bitten by Sang Mo, and his arm was also being tightly grasped by Sang Mo's right hand.
Almost there, the five minutes are almost over.
Zhang Qiling didn't even dare to imagine how Sang Mo could have endured such a disembowelment punishment in his previous life!
Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you understand the feeling and the pain.
[Host, hold on a little longer, there is only one minute left...]
【....I know. 】
A minute is not long, but it is also 60 seconds at the same time.
When the blood was flowing, no one knew whose blood it was. The blood of the two people mixed together and flowed through Sang Mo's neck, and then flowed on the cushion.
The pungent smell of blood spread, and Sang Mo's convulsions finally stopped!
Zhang Qiling no longer felt the violent convulsions and he finally breathed a sigh of relief. In just five minutes, his forehead was covered in sweat.
It was also at this moment that Zhang Qiling once again felt Sang Mo's power. Perhaps like a trapped beast struggling, he exerted his strength thoroughly.
Zhang Qiling released the restraints and retracted his posture. He lay on the ground on one side and wanted to sit down, but Sang Mo was still biting his wrist, so he couldn't sit down in this position.
Then Zhang Qiling climbed up with his hands. Despite such a big movement, he didn't move his left arm that was bitten at all.
Sang Mo slowly opened his eyes. He couldn't see but he could roughly feel it. He slowly loosened his grip on his wrist, and his mouth was full of blood but there was no taste.
He opened his mouth and said in a weak voice: "...Thank you."
Zhang Qiling looked at Sang Mo's eyes that had lost their luster and were as dark as a patch of grey. He pursed his lips and revealed his heartache without any scruples in his eyes.
He called in a low voice: "Sang Mo."
"Don't say thank you to me."
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