After scolding Zuo Yaohe, the jailer turned around and smiled again, "Please, call me if you need anything."
"Uh, okay."
After the jailer left, Su Man turned around and saw Zuo Yaohe rushing towards her, apparently wanting to launch a sneak attack on her.
But before Su Man could do anything, she screamed and fell to the ground.
Su Man raised her foot to kick?
What does that mean?
Su Man soon discovered the problem. There were two chains pierced on Zuo Yaohe's scapula, one on the left and one on the right.
Judging from the remaining blood scabs on it, it must have been worn not long ago.
This is specially used to deal with prisoners who are cultivating their spiritual bodies. The pointed iron bar is heated red, hammered into the scapula again and again, and then the iron bar is knocked into a round shape.
Not only that, in order to prevent them from escaping from prison, copper nails would be hammered into their lumbar vertebrae to prevent their spiritual veins from converging.
It is not difficult to see from the bloodstains on Zuo Yaohe's waist that she also suffered such torture.
No wonder she became like this after just a few hours of separation. If she were to suffer this, she would be half dead.
Looking at Zuo Yaohe who was curled up on the ground, Su Man said calmly, "If I had known this would happen, why did I do it in the first place?"
"You...you shut up!"
Zuo Yaohe had just torn her wound, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she was in excruciating pain. She couldn't even finish a sentence. But her hatred for Su Man forced her to fiercely cry out, "If it weren't for you, I...how could I have ended up like this today!"
Seeing that she still refused to repent, Su Man was so angry that she laughed, "If it weren't for me, would you have any claim to being my disciple or my savior? I just took back what was mine, and you just got what you deserved."
Zuo Yaohe glared at Su Man, "If you hadn't exposed me as a member of the Meizu clan, I would still have a chance of survival!"
"If you hadn't plotted against me time and again, I wouldn't have discovered your origins."
Su Man said slowly, "By the way, you were the one who took me to that little house, weren't you?"
She shook the Meizu secret technique in her hand and threw it on the ground, "So, I still have to thank you."
Zuo Yaohe's hand joints turned white as she pressed them to the ground, and her chest heaved violently. She didn't know whether he was angry with her or with herself.
When Zuo Yaohe saw the secret book, she sneered, "Why, are you also interested in the soul-transforming technique?"
"What are you talking about? What soul-transforming technique?" Su Man frowned.
"Stop pretending, otherwise, why did you tear off that half?"
rip off...
Isn't this what this book looks like when it's first published?
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