Su Luo glanced at him with a half-smile: "Before I kill you, I will cut off your limbs and then cut you open. I will make you suffer for 9981 days before I let you die. Do you think I will do that?"
Tan Kaixuan stared at Su Luo, his eyes almost bulging out of hatred!
How dare she! How dare she—
"Are they all dead?" Su Luo looked down at Tan Kaixuan and asked with a raised eyebrow, as if smiling.
Tan Kaixuan's original pride was broken by Su Luo. He stared at Su Luo and sneered, "They are not dead! They are not dead!"
As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. Tan Kaixuan decided to survive and watch how Su Luo died in pain!
"Let them out." Su Luo's gaze swept across the generals' faces, and the tip of the Fengwu Sword pointed directly at Tan Kaixuan.
Who among the generals dared to delay? If they were even a step slower, Marshal Tan would be dead.
General Lin reacted the fastest. He said to Su Luo, "I'll go! I'll go! I'll go and release them!"
Having said that, General Lin turned around and ran back.
"I'm going too!"
"Let's go too!"
In an instant, all twelve generals left, leaving no one behind.
And at this moment, in the military camp dungeon.
The prison was dark and dim, damp and filled with a foul odor that was extremely unpleasant.
The dungeon is oval in shape, with cells around it and the execution area in the middle.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The sound of whips was heard one after another!
The people in the cell looked very ugly, angry and frustrated.
The vast majority of those imprisoned here are students of the Imperial Academy, some are disciples of the Shenwu Sect, and there are also some independent cultivators.
They have all been selected, have good spiritual roots, and are waiting for Lord Shadow to come and do the final inspection.
If they pass the inspection, they will be taken to the imperial capital and mass-produced into powerful people in the lesser or middle god realms.
It sounds beautiful, but these chain repairers who were produced in batches have already lost their personality and memory, and are no longer themselves.
In the cell, many people lay in front of the iron bars, watching the people being tortured on the execution ground, with a sense of sadness in their hearts.
"That's Ning Yihai, right?"
"Yes, it's Ning Yihai from the Ning family's side branch."
"These people in the Shura Realm are inhuman! They take pleasure in torturing us, pulling one out and whipping him every hour! There's absolutely no reason or purpose, they just do it for fun!"
"Mu Yi, stop talking! We're doomed if they hear us!"
Mu Yi clenched his fists, his beautiful eyes bloodshot. He gritted his teeth and said, "They're soldiers, yet they do such a thing! I really want to slap them in the face!"
"Alas, who made us live in the Shura Realm now? Even if the spirit world wanted to help, it would be like distant water cannot quench the nearby fire."
"Are we just going to sit there and wait for death?!" Mu Yi's eyes turned red with anger. "If that's the case, I might as well just die!"
"Then what else can we do? Resist?" The man who had been trying to persuade Mu Yi was called Lu Yiming. His eyes were filled with bitter helplessness. "Stop talking now! If we attract their attention, it will be hard on everyone."
At this moment, the two jailers who were originally executing Ning Yihai suddenly turned around, and their hawk-like eyes stared accurately in the direction of Lu Yiming and the others!
suddenly,
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
