The biting lake water poured in from all directions in an instant, completely submerging him in an instant. Lin Qingyang was trapped in this small birdcage with nowhere to escape. The cold water poured ruthlessly into his mouth and nose, and a strong sense of suffocation hit him overwhelmingly. The water pressure ruthlessly squeezed the chest, and the lungs began to hurt due to the extreme lack of oxygen.
His survival instinct made him struggle desperately, his hands clinging to the cold white jade railing, his knuckles turning frighteningly white due to excessive exertion. But in this airtight abyss, no matter how hard he struggled, it was in vain.
Darkness gradually appeared in front of his eyes, and the despair of dying gradually swallowed his consciousness. Just when he felt that he was about to drown here, the bronze chain above his head suddenly made a dull "click" sound.
"Wow!"
The birdcage was suddenly pulled out of the water by the mechanism and hovered in mid-air. The cold lake water poured down the jade base.
"Cough cough cough... vomit..."
Lin Qingyang fell down on the base in exhaustion, gasping and coughing desperately. The fresh air poured into his lungs again, but what it brought was not relief, but a sharp pain like a knife. Water drops continued to drip down his bloodless cheeks, and his eyes were bloodshot due to the violent coughing.
The cage was not completely raised, only a few feet above the water.
Bi Yue manipulated the stiff and stinky corpse of "Elder Chen" and slowly walked to the bottom of the cage. He lowered his head, and the crow squatting in the half-broken skull rolled its scarlet eyes, admiring his miserable state up close.
"Haha... it looks much more pleasing to the eye like this." Bi Yue let out a hoarse, harsh laugh, her tone full of vicious pleasure.
Lin Qingyang gasped in pain and was speechless for a moment. As soon as the feeling of suffocation on the verge of death faded away, a bone-chilling chill immediately swept through his body, so cold that even his lips were trembling, and his soaked body shivered uncontrollably.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you so easily. After all, for someone as interesting as you, it's more fun to be alive." Bi Yue said slowly.
Lin Qingyang struggled to hold on to the cold white jade base and managed to catch his breath. He slowly raised his eyes and stared at the crow through the railing, with a rebellious sneer on his pale face.
"Ahem... This is indeed the first time I've seen a... twisted old lunatic like you."
Just after he finished cursing, the chain above his head made an alarming sound again.
"Wow--!"
Without any buffer, the birdcage fell into the lake again. The coldness and suffocation returned, seemingly more violent than the last time.
This time, Lin Qingyang almost had no energy left to struggle. The cold lake water deprived her of her breath, and her consciousness kept falling into the abyss of pain, leaving only the dead silence around her.
When the cage was slowly pulled out of the water again, he no longer had the strength to speak. He collapsed in the cage exhausted, coughing heartbreakingly.
Because he coughed too hard, a trace of dazzling blood foam escaped from the corner of his mouth. His nails had broken off in the previous struggle, and it was only now that his frozen fingers began to ooze blood.
Seeing that he finally calmed down, Bi Yue seemed to be truly satisfied. She sighed quietly, and her tone was like an old man who had seen through the world. "You really should see what you are like now. A waste who is allowed to be slaughtered. You can't even hold a sword steady, but you still dream about being a hero and saving the common people all day long?"
Lin Qingyang's lungs were in severe pain, and every breath he took was filled with a strong smell of blood. He closed his eyes and could not spit out even a single word.
Bi Yue stared at him, and her tone suddenly became quite emotional. "Actually, you didn't have to suffer this. But who made you have to overestimate your capabilities and take care of things that you shouldn't take care of at all! Lin Qingyang, you are still too young. You don't even know that there are many things in this world that cannot be changed with your passion!"
While gasping in pain, Lin Qingyang finally opened his eyes little by little.
He glared at the red-eyed crow through his dripping forehead. Even though his body had been tortured to the limit, his eyes were still filled with deep-seated hatred.
The bloodless lips moved, and along with the blood foam, he spat out. "Fuck you!"
After cursing this sentence, he closed his eyes exhausted. Of course he knew that he should not provoke at this time, but he couldn't help it! But the expected new round of torture did not appear.
Bi Yue was silent for a while, and then suddenly laughed lowly, "Lin Qingyang, do you think you are the first person to dream of peaceful coexistence between the two races? Five hundred years ago, someone had already done this! But what was the result? The demon tribe was put on a demon chain and enslaved like beasts for five hundred years!"
At this point, Bi Yue's voice suddenly rose, with a kind of morbid excitement and deep ridicule. "The human race is the most hypocritical, greedy, and cruel thing in the world! Do you think they will be grateful to you for your efforts to prevent this war? No! They will only regard you as a traitor and feel that your existence threatens their interests! Once they have the opportunity, they will not hesitate to get rid of you!"
"Do you know what happened to that man five hundred years ago? He was cut to pieces by his own people! His bones were shattered and ashes scattered!"
Lin Qingyang, who had kept his eyes tightly closed, suddenly frowned slightly when he heard this.
Bi Yue was the right-hand man of the Demon King Cang Yu five hundred years ago and a general of the Demon Clan, but now he is complaining about a "human race"? Does this human race have any unusual relationship with Bi Yue?
Before he could think about it, Bi Yue suddenly calmed down her excitement and let out that creepy low laugh again.
"Lin Qingyang, there is actually something that I have always been curious about." Bi Yue's voice was like a poisonous snake wandering through the white jade space, "If you didn't know that he could come back from the dead when you were in the Ten Thousand Demons Forest... who would you choose?"
Hearing these words, Lin Qingyang finally opened his eyes slowly and looked at Bi Yue coldly without saying anything.
"Why, you behaved yourself and stopped talking?" Bi Yue said with a smile.
Lin Qingyang looked at him, and a sneer slowly appeared on his pale and weak face.
"You suddenly asked this question on purpose... because... he has already arrived, right?"
Before he finished speaking--
"Boom--!!!"
A deafening loud noise suddenly erupted, and the wall carved with white jade was smashed to pieces by a violent force!
Among the jade fragments flying all over the sky, a tall and straight black figure rushed in like a murderous god.
Lin Qingyang struggled to hold up his upper body and looked at Cang Mo through the white jade fence. Cang Mo was also soaked, and there were blood marks on his exposed arms and neck, which were obviously caused by tearing with those water plants.
As soon as he came in, he saw Lin Qingyang, who was weak and embarrassed in a cage. His amber eyes shrank, filled with heartache and anger.
"Haha, it's finally here!" a hoarse voice sounded.
Cang Mo's eyes slowly moved to "Elder Chen" in front of him. His red wolf eyes were fixed on the crow squatting in his head, with murderous intent in his eyes. If he had demonic power at this time, he was afraid that the crow and the entire white jade waterside pavilion would be turned into powder in an instant.