Chapter 820 Liberation

In the King City, because the Star Lord of Tianquan does not like the gloomy sky, the sky here is always clear.

Outside the city gate, the execution ground was no longer as lively as before.

Three months have evolved, and extremely harsh murder. The once sensational events have gradually been exhausted. Except for those mentally distorted madmen, normal people are no longer interested in this kind of thing.

The executioner continued his punishment, but in addition to the old turtle, the executioner had another new toy, that is, Gensheng.

Three months ago, Gensheng tried to kill the old turtle and free the old turtle, but Gensheng failed in the end. Although Gensheng pierced the old turtle's eyes, it did not take the old turtle's life away.

As a punishment for failure, Gensheng and the old turtle became prisoners of the executioners.

As the saying goes, love is deep and hatred is deeply rooted in the end. The executioner trusts Gensheng very much. The two fell in love with it at first sight. The executioner even regarded Gensheng as his most trusted friend. He fantasized that the two would eventually become like-minded friends.

But with the moment when Gensheng assassinated the old turtle, the executioner felt that his heart was about to be broken.

He grabbed Gensheng and imprisoned Gensheng under the execution platform, allowing Gensheng to watch himself as the old turtle, and even the perverted executioner with a psychological distortion, would force Gensheng to swallow the flesh and blood of the old turtle.

If the roots are not eaten, the executioner will torture the old turtle even more inhumanely.

Nails with barbs, like files, can polish the flesh and blood of the old turtle into minced meat. The rotten insects will twist and chew in the eyes of the old turtle. In addition to the slender and thin anti-human knife, the executioner also has many creepy weapons.

This is a lunatic, a monster with a distorted mentality to the extreme, and his behavior is anti-human.

Gensheng was crazy, the executioner never attacked him. The executioner would just hand over the flesh and blood of the old turtle to himself, and said to himself in that creepy sweet voice: "Eat."

You can choose to eat Gensheng or choose not to eat it.

The price of not eating is that the executioner vents all the anger in his heart on the old turtle.

The splattered blood, the involuntary shaking of muscles, and the shrill screams gave people a sense of horror as if they were in hell.

Gensheng had no choice but to choose to eat, his belly was as big as a ball, and he could no longer eat anything. Finally, he watched the old turtle who kept wailing in the hands of the executioner.

Gensheng knew that the executioner was torturing him. He was using painful and anti-human behavior to corrupt his will and distort his soul. But knowing does not mean that he did it. In front of the executioner, Gensheng was powerless to resist.

He could feel his will gradually become numb. Perhaps it would not take long to wait. When the executioner thinks of a new stimulus, he would become a completely distorted walking zombie?

Compared to root, the old turtle is in a worse condition.

During these three months, the pain never left the body of the old turtle. What he suffered was crazy and hysterical pain.

This pain sucks the old turtle's reason and destroys the belief in the old turtle's heart.

Especially in the past month, when the pain reaches its limit, some very terrifying thoughts will even emerge in the old turtle.

He was wondering why Gensheng couldn't eat more, as long as he ate more, he wouldn't be in such pain.

He was wondering why he came to the King City to die. If he didn't come to the King City, he might not have suffered these pains.

He was wondering why Ye Qingshan hadn't come yet, why did he avenge Zhang Sanfeng? He could have been hiding in the war zone at that time.

And when these thoughts came to the old turtle's mind one by one, the old turtle knew that it had changed. The severe pain was changing his thinking. To the same extent, the old turtle could grit his teeth. Even if the pain was so painful, he could still be a tough guy without saying a word.

But now it is different. Whenever the executioner's knife cuts his body, the old turtle will wail in pain. Although he doesn't want to admit it, the idea of ​​begging for mercy begins to emerge in his mind.

The changes in the body made the old turtle begin to fear, and with fear, the degree of deterioration in the body will become more and more rapid, just like cancer cells, constantly devouring its whole body.

The old turtle began to pray for Ye Qingshan's appearance not to be liberated from the pain, but to hope that Ye Qingshan could kill himself. Compared with death and pain, the old turtle was even more afraid of this change in his body.

Early in the morning of that day, there was a heavy fog in the King's City. Outside the city gate, the old turtle and Gensheng on the execution platform, heard a crisp sound of footsteps, their bodies began to tremble uncontrollably because of fear.

A moment later, the executioner appeared in front of the old turtle and Gensheng with a cold expression. He did not take action, and it was not his time to work.

Tianquan Xingjun does not like gloomy sky, nor does he like this kind of hazy sky. Whenever Tianquan Xingcheng shines in sunshine and the sky is bright, it is when everyone starts to work.

In the east, the red sun rises, and through the white fog, you can vaguely see a blood-colored red sun.

A heavy bell filled the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that was filled with the King's City was mobilized at this moment, and the white mist that covered the King's City dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Slowly pulling out the slender knife from his waist, the executioner had a bright smile on his face. He smiled and looked at the old turtle. Looking at the weak Gensheng in the execution stage, a hot and twisted excitement appeared in his eyes: "A new day has begun."

The fog was dispelled, and the golden sunlight shone on the ground, revealing the body of the old turtle three months later:

The limbs had been removed and piled up beside the old turtle. On the bones that looked like white jade, they were covered with knife marks and nail holes.

The knife marks are traces left by cutting flesh again and again. As for the nail holes, it is to extract one's own bone marrow!

Most of the body has been hollowed out, and the plastic armor has been removed, revealing the half-cut internal organs. The bones wrapped around the internal organs are not only the knife marks left by picking the flesh, but also the marks of chiseling.

The scales and skin on the neck have been removed, which makes the neck look bloody and bloody. In some places, white bones and maggots passing through the rotten flesh and blood can even be seen.

One of the eyes had been dug out, and in the empty eye sockets, the blood scabs that had been condensed were already condensed.

Logically speaking, the old turtle should have died long ago. His limbs were cut off, his abdomen was pulled out, his internal organs were cut off, and his neck was rotting.

However, the strong vitality of the demon clan and the strength of the ninth-level golden immortal gave the old turtle a strong vitality that was extremely disgusted with.

Looking at the executioner who was smiling, a hint of fear flashed uncontrollably in the old turtle's eyes. He knew what this sentence meant, and the torture of a new day was about to begin!

But the next moment, the old turtle was stunned, as if he had discovered something. The only remaining dull and unconscious eye suddenly appeared with a look of excitement!

The executioner was stunned. He hadn't seen the look in the old turtle's eyes for a long time. He had seen similar eyes only three months ago.

When the executioner saw this look again, he was very excited. You should know that for a perverted madman, an old turtle like a walking corpse, could no longer give him enough happiness.

But the next moment, in the eyes of the executioner, the old turtle, who had never said anything except wailing for the past three months, opened its dry and cracked lips with black blood scabs, and made a hoarse voice: "Kill me."

The executioner felt something was wrong. He had already discovered that the old turtle was not looking at him, but behind him!

The executioner's instinctive turn is a knife, but the next moment, the executioner loses consciousness.

Under the golden or bloody rising sun, the red blood mist dyed Ye Qingshan's blue-gold robe red, staring at the old turtle in front of him, and Ye Qingshan's struggling eyes flashed and asked.

The old turtle smiled and closed his eyes. In the last smile before his death, he felt relieved...
Chapter completed!