Master's Chief Disciple

Chapter 691 Prison

Mo Yao, who claimed to be the guardian, had ferocious looks on his face. Although Mo Xiao had avoided the poisonous light, he still had some difficulty facing their siege.

After all, they are all masters of using poison, and the demons don't know how to detoxify. It is a question whether they can survive in a place full of poisonous gas.

"Miss Mu, please come with us, your friends are waiting for you."

The old man's cold voice sounded. Mu Huayan was close to the barrier, a little breathless at their sudden change.

They are just a group of wolves in sheep's clothing. Mu Huayan sneered, "Senior, are you in the same group with the Seven Star Thunder Sect?"

The old man raised his head and laughed, and the others also laughed out loud, "Young lady, you are worrying too much. It's just a difference in standpoints. How can there be a difference in power?"

"But they are so powerful. What do you think I, a small fairy valley, will choose?"

Her head was buzzing when she heard this. This sentence was like a pair of big hands strangling her throat, making it impossible to breathe.

"Even if Miss Mu came here earlier, our Xianling Valley would have made the same choice."

Mu Huayan opened her mouth slightly to inhale some fresh air and tried to calm herself down. She had never expected such a disaster to happen.

Thinking of her previous behavior of preventing Mo Xiao from breaking the barrier, she felt a little annoyed. An urgent secret message sank into the depths of her consciousness.

"Miss Mu, please don't enter the Fairy Valley."

Just a few words were full of deep meaning. Shi Yan's tone was also weak, and it was obvious that he was in a very dangerous situation.

But whether Mo Xiao breaks the barrier or not, she has to come to the Fairy Valley, and Shi Yan will also be in danger.

She dropped the short blade in her hand, and the killing intent in her body suddenly subsided. Two monks stepped forward and grabbed her left and right hands.

"I still have one thing I don't understand, please help me, senior."

The old man stopped the two monks and said, "Let her finish her words."

"Why did the people of the Seven Star Thunder Sect want to kill those poisonous beasts?"

The old man laughed twice and said, "Ever since the Black Water Valley became a place full of poisonous gas, we dare not easily step out of the Fairy Valley;"

"With the poison gas spreading, a mere barrier cannot solve the root cause of the problem. Moreover, every night, poisonous beasts will attack our Fairy Valley;"

"And it is difficult for cultivators like Mo Yao who use poison to travel in the Black Water Lake. If we don't completely purify the Black Water Lake, our Immortal Valley will be devoured by them."

Mu Huayan was stunned when she heard this. The key point was these poison masters. She was afraid that these poison masters had colluded with the Seven Star Thunder Sect.

As the leader of the poison warriors, did Ling Shang really not know about this? Thinking of this, she felt horrified.

Hatred and anger surged infinitely, but Shi Yan's life or death was unknown, so he could not act impulsively, so he swallowed his hatred and anger, but was so angry that he was overwhelmed.

The sweet and fishy liquid flowed out of her throat. She swallowed it back, enduring the fishy smell in her nose.

The old man's words continued to echo in my ears.

"However, it is all thanks to the people who set up the ban in the Black Water Marsh."

"Otherwise, I'm really worried that Mo Yao and the others won't be able to hold on."

Mu Huayan said nothing. The restrictions she set up helped them, but blocked her way back. She didn't know what happened to Mo Xiao.

The old man gave her a look, and the two monks grabbed her and flew in a certain direction. During this time, she looked back at Mo Xiao who was struggling outside the barrier.

She heard a violent crash and her heart trembled. She looked back and saw Mo Xiao lying on the barrier with wounds all over his body.

Blood dripped from his wound onto the barrier. The scarlet blood was like a bloody prophecy, writing their end.

"Someone should save this idiot."

His figure became increasingly blurred, but they could vaguely see that he was stabbed in the heart by a sword. The two monks could sense her slightly trembling body.

"Be honest."

They held down Mu Huayan who was trying to struggle, and scarlet blood flowed down the barrier, along with Mo Xiao's body.

Her eyes were slightly red, and reason and anger flashed back and forth in her mind. The last moment of the picture stayed on Mo Xiao being strangled by the neck.

She slumped down on the cold prison floor. When she came to her senses, she found that everything around her was dark, cold and damp.

Although her spiritual power was sealed, it was still easy to break through. She stood up but accidentally tripped over something soft.

Her first reaction was that she had stepped on a human limb, so she bent down and knelt on the ground, groping in the dim light.

"Is Shi Yan also in prison like me?"

She was sweating profusely, fearing that the body she had just touched was his. She didn't know what kind of sticky substance her palm had touched, and a rancid smell mixed with blood filled her sense of smell.

There were footsteps in the distance, followed by a sudden burst of fire. She subconsciously raised her hand to block it.

"Miss Mu, we are here to interrogate you on the orders of the elders."

The man sat on a chair, looking at her with disdain in his eyes, as if to say, this is the God of Killing, he looks too miserable,

After getting used to the light, she immediately looked at her surroundings. The sound of dripping water was very clear.

She wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead. The man glanced at the person behind her, then looked at her with blood all over her face, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"I'm curious, what expression would Miss Mu have if she saw the person behind her."

After he finished speaking, the people around him burst into laughter.

Mu Huayan's body froze, and after a long while she moved her numb legs. She prayed over and over in her heart, No, it couldn't be him.

But their laughter was like a sharp blade, cutting her skin invisibly.

She stood up and clutched the collar of her shirt tightly around her chest, her hands trembling constantly. When she turned around, she saw scattered body parts.

Some were skinned and their tendons were pulled out. Their bloody limbs gave off a foul stench. The heads piled up in the corner stared at her with bloodshot eyes.

She had never expected that the people in the Fairy Valley would be so cruel as to dismember a person and abandon him in the cell. Her stomach was churning.

Seeing that she was not frightened, several people showed dissatisfaction on their faces. They called her and pointed to the prison next door.

"Miss Mu's mental strength is really strong."

Mu Huayan looked in the direction he pointed, and saw that the person who was being tortured to death was indeed Shi Yan. Her eyes were swollen and filled with tears.

"Shi Yan, what did you do to him!?"

Mu Huayan's voice trembled, and her five fingers tightly grasped the moss-covered wall.

The skin below Shi Yan's face was completely peeled off, his bloody arms were pierced with rusty iron needles, a small piece of his shoulder blade was dug out, and his empty eyes were pale.

Her face was blue, with cracks on her cheeks faintly visible. She cried helplessly, hitting the barrier with her body over and over again. The sound of bones breaking was clear as day.

As if hearing her call, the pale face moved, and the mouth stammered, uttering unclear and indistinct words.

"I, I'm here, Shi Yan, I'm here, open your eyes and look at me."

She answered him crying, her voice trembling with despair, and raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, but when he slowly raised his head,

The place where the bright eyes should have been embedded was empty. His eyes were dug out, and there were obvious bloodstains on his cheeks.

Despair, anger, and helplessness surged in her heart, and she wanted to tear these people to pieces.

The heart-wrenching roar was filled with a sense of brokenness. There was only a wall between them, and the hand that was knocking on the barrier was bleeding profusely.

The inner struggle and despair made her body weak and fragile. "Shi Yan, wait for me to take you out."

"Don't sleep, don't sleep, do you hear me?"

Mu Huayan pounded on the barrier again and again, yelling at the top of her lungs.

The man outside the prison smiled coldly, stood up and walked towards the prison next door. Mu Huayan followed his gaze and rushed to the prison door in a panic.

She reached out and tried to grab him, roaring, "You, what are you going to do."