Chen Yiwei lost both ears and has been unable to hear anything since.
They could only be locked in a dark room, watching the words that Master Long typed on the large electronic screen in front of them, and strictly following his instructions.
His hands were covered in wounds, his face was bruised, and the bones in his body had been broken countless times because he hadn't practiced puppetry properly.
I couldn't get enough to eat, and my stomach was growling.
But unfortunately, the rumbling of his stomach disturbed the Dragon Lord on the other side of the screen.
His beady eyes narrowed slightly, and he waved his hand at his subordinate.
Immediately, one of the guards watching Chen Yiwei took a whip soaked in chili water and slammed it hard on his back.
"Useless! You're disturbing Lord Long!"
Chen Yiwei was thrown to the ground, and his front teeth were knocked out.
His back was torn open, and he screamed in pain.
However, the next moment, several more lashes came down: "Even Master Long said you're making a fuss, why aren't you behaving? What are you yelling about?"
Chen Yiwei had no choice but to cover his mouth with his hand to stop himself from shouting.
The subordinate suggested obsequiously, "Sir, if you really find him too noisy, why don't you cut out his tongue?"
"No fun." On the other side of the screen, Master Long lazily rubbed his temples and ordered, "Keep him in the electric chair and teach him a lesson."
"By the way, his kneecaps just healed, right? Let's break them again so he remembers what a truly obedient dog is like."
After saying that, he turned off the video and let his subordinates drag away Chen Yiwei, whose eyes were filled with despair and who was about to shed tears of blood.
Seeing this, Si Jin asked Xiao Yao to turn off the screen, crossed her arms, and clicked her tongue softly.
"This Master Long's level of torture is so low. If it were me, I would subject him to all eighteen kinds of cruel torture and crush every bone in his body one by one. That would be much more fun."
"Doesn't Chen Yiwei like being a scumbag? Once he reports Boss Long and falls into my hands, I'll make him... become a real scumbag... um..."
As they were talking, someone gently wrapped their arms around them from behind and sealed their lips with a kiss.
Xiao Yao's eyes widened immediately. Just as she was about to log off, she saw Lin Yuan release her, put his arm around Si Jin's shoulder, and sit down next to him.
"No need, little system. Connect to my divine power and show me a few images."
As she spoke, she had Xiao Yao play her memories of her time in the Heavenly Realm.
While watching with Si Jin, she patiently explained, "Look, this is how you looked when you took me as your disciple. You defeated the demons, your silver armor was stained with blood, and all the gods revered you. How dashing and unrestrained you were! I hope you can always be like this."
"This is my tenth year as your apprentice. I don't know when it started, but I just inexplicably think you are very good-looking. Every time you come to train your disciples, I can't help but steal a few glances."
"And this..."
Si Jin's gaze softened and fell on the next scene.
It's the scene where Xiao Linyuan, holding strawberry pastries, hides behind a fairy tree to secretly watch him practice swordsmanship, and is caught by Qingyun.
The old immortal in flowing white robes chuckled softly at him: "What are you looking at?"
Xiao Linyuan immediately turned around nervously and bowed: "Greetings, Emperor Qingyun. My master didn't eat breakfast this morning, so I've come to bring him some..."
"The look in your eyes doesn't seem like you just want to bring me food; there's something else going on."
"I...I want to protect him." Xiao Linyuan's cultivation level was relatively low, and he rarely had the opportunity to talk to such a high-level immortal. His face turned bright red with nervousness.
At that moment, Si Jin in the courtyard had just finished practicing his last sword move. His sword energy was like a rainbow, directly splitting the heavenly lightning that was falling from the sky in two, almost breaking through the upper heaven.
Qing, the mischievous friend, smiled faintly: "Does he need someone to protect him?"
"Yes, I need it." Xiao Linyuan held the strawberry pastry tightly, his ears red, and spoke with unwavering determination.
"He protects the heavens and seems invincible, but he is the one who needs protection the most."
"You little rascal." Si Jin removed Lin Yuan's hand from her shoulder: "You've been eyeing me for so long?"
“That’s not coveting, I want to protect you,” Lin Yuan replied, pulling Si Jin into his arms.
This time, however, Xiao Yao was completely locked in a dark room.
The study door wasn't closed properly, and Si Jin was quickly pinned down on the sofa by Lin Yuan, who kissed her haphazardly.
A moment later, Chen Siyun ran over again: "Brother, do you want it extra spicy, numbing spicy, or mildly spicy..."
Before she could finish speaking, her originally fair face turned completely red.
She hurriedly covered her face and closed the door: "Brother, I...I didn't see anything."
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