Article 16

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Accompanied by severe pain is an irresistible temptation, Mo Ran can't help opening his mouth, his voice is hoarse: "I...never...ah...!!"

Seemingly aware that he was lying, Tianwen's golden light became more and more mad, and the cold sweat broke out, but he still tried his best to resist such torture.

This is Tianwen's second role besides drawing people, for trial.

Once bound by Tianwen, no one can lie in front of the Lord of Tianwen. Whether it is a person or a ghost, dead or alive, Tianwen has a way to let them speak and tell the answer that Chu nightning wants to know.

In the last life, there was only one person, and in the end, relying on his fierce cultivation, he finally managed to keep a secret in front of Tianwen.

That person was Mo Weiyu who became the emperor of the human world.

After the rebirth, the ink burned with a bit of luck, thinking that he should still be able to resist the trial of Tianwen as he was in the past, but he bit his lip for a long time, and the big sweat dripped down the dark eyebrows, He trembled all over, and finally fell down in pain in front of Chu Wanning's boots, gasping for breath.

"I... I... stole..."

The pain disappeared suddenly.

The ink burned and he didn't breathe, and he heard the next sentence from Chu nightning, and the voice was even colder.

"Have you ever been chaotic?"

Smart people don't do stupid things. Since they didn't resist it just now, it's even more impossible now. This time, the ink burned and didn't even resist. When the pain hit, he shouted: "There are some!!! The master doesn't want it! Don't!"

Xue Meng's face was blue next to him, and he was shocked: "You, how can you... That Rong Jiu is a man, you actually..."

No one paid attention to him, the golden light of Tianwen slowly dimmed, the ink burned and gasped, and the body was wet as if it had just been fished out of the water, his face was white as paper, his lips were still shaking, and he fell to the ground and moved. cannot.

Through the sweaty eyelashes, I vaguely saw the elegant figure of Chu Wanning wearing a sapphire crown and wide sleeves reaching the ground.

A strong hatred suddenly came to my heart - Chu nightning! In my previous life, this seat treated you like that, as expected! ! Even if I live again, I still see how you hate it! Fuck you! Eighteen generations of your ancestors! !

Chu nightning didn't know that this evildoer was going to fuck his ancestors for the eighteenth generation. He stood there for a while with a gloomy expression, and then said.

"Xue Meng."

Although Xue Meng knows that there are more men's sexes among rich businessmen and young people, many people play with the clerk just to be fresh, not really like men, but he still has no way to digest it, and he said after a while: "Master, the disciple is here."

"The ink burns the crime of robbery, yín ‖ chaos, and deceives the three precepts, and takes him to the Yanluo Temple to repent. Tomorrow, he will be taken to the stage of good and evil, and he will be punished in public."

Xue Meng was shocked: "What, what? Punishment in public?"

Punishment in public means that the disciple who has committed a serious precept is brought to the disciples of the whole sect, and in front of everyone, even the aunt in the dining hall is pulled over, convicted and punished on the spot.

Shame and shame.

You must know that Mo Ran is the son of life and death. Although the discipline is strict, but due to the special status of Mo Ran, his uncle pity him for losing his parents since childhood and being displaced outside for fourteen years, so he can't help but protect himself. Even if he made a mistake, he only taught a few sentences in private, and he never even hit him.

But Shizun actually didn't give respect to the Lord at all. He wanted to bring his precious nephew to the platform of good and evil, and take him seriously as a face-to-face criticism of the whole sect. "Young Master Dou Mo, and put him on his shoes. This is also what Xue Meng did not expect.

In this regard, Mo Ran is not surprised.

He lay on the ground with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

How great is his master, how unyielding and selfless.

Chu nightning's blood is cold. In the last life, Shi Mei died in front of him. The ink burned and begged him, pulled his clothes, and knelt on the ground to ask him for help.

But Chu nightning turned a deaf ear.

So his apprentice died in front of him like that, and the ink burned next to him and cried so hard, but he stood by and ignored it.

Now it's just sending him to the stage of good and evil, and it's just a matter of public disposal, what's so strange.

Mo Ran only hates that his cultivation is too weak now, he can't peel his skin, cramp his tendons, drink his blood, can't grab his hair to his heart's content, and can't torture him to destroy his dignity and let him Life is better than death...

The viciousness of the shòu class in his eyes was not hidden for a while, and Chu nightning saw it.

He glanced lightly at the burning face, and there was no extra expression on his elegant face.

"What are you thinking?"

Terrible!

Tianwen has not taken it back!

The ink burned again and felt that the vines tied to him shrank for a while, and the internal organs were twisted into residues. He screamed in pain, panting and shouting out the thoughts in his mind-

"Chu nightning, you are capable! Looking back, I don't fuck you!"

Silent.

Chu nightning: "..."

Xue Meng was stunned: "………………"

Tian Wen suddenly took back Chu Wanning's palm, turned into a little golden light, and then disappeared. Tianwen is melted into the blood of Chu Wanning, and he will follow the call and disappear.

Xue Meng's face was pale, and he stuttered: "Master, Master, Master..."

Chu nightning didn't say a word, drooping his long black eyelashes, looking at his palm for a while, and then raised his eyes, a face did not collapse, but his face was colder, he used " The evildoer should die" eyes, staring at the ink for a moment

, and then said in a low voice:

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