With "Hua Jin" leading the way, the three of them traveled smoothly, and Demon Slave and his disciples greeted them politely.
Several people came all the way to the connection between Qing'an Peak and Main Peak. They saw a long Suspension Bridge connecting the two peaks. They were surrounded by clouds and mist, and there was a bottomless valley below.
There were two disciples guarding the entrance of Suspension Bridge. Lin Qingyang whispered a few words in Hong Ling's ears, and several people came forward.
When the two disciples saw "Hua Jin" coming, they immediately saluted respectfully, only to hear "Hua Jin" say, "On the order of Sect Leader, I came to mention Wolf Demon who was previously imprisoned here."
The two looked confused, but they didn't dare to question Hua Jin, so they got out of the way and the three of them got on the bridge.
There was heavy fog in the mountains, and in the night, a few people walked on the slightly swaying Suspension Bridge, and soon they could no longer see clearly the guards at the entrance. Lin Qingyang grabbed the iron chain and walked forward, and glanced down, only to see that the deep canyon below was pitch black, which made his legs weak.
Mo Yan in the back doesn't need to hold on to the chain, but his face doesn't look too good either, and it's not because he's afraid of heights.
"Can you stand up straight and walk!" Mo Yan said with a frown.
"But people are afraid of heights." "Hua Jin" hugged Mo Yan's arm and pressed her whole body against him.
Mo Yan clenched his fists, exhaled forcefully, and told himself to endure it first. At this time, a gust of wind blew by, and Suspension Bridge shook greatly. Lin Qingyang quickly grabbed the iron chain next to it.
Hong Ling fell into Mo Yan's arms. Mo Yan's expression changed and he pushed Hong Ling away. Hong Ling almost fell down and quickly grabbed an iron chain next to him and looked at Mo Yan with some grievance.
Lin Qingyang finally turned around and looked over, and saw Mo Yan saying with a dark face, "He touched me!"
Hong Ling said pitifully, "I didn't mean it, I didn't stand firm just now."
"Who are you lying to?" Mo Yan choked.
Lin Qingyang shouted helplessly, "You two, can we wait until we rescue people and get out before causing trouble?"
Mo Yan looked unhappy but did not say anything. He glared at Hong Ling and walked forward. After taking a few steps, Hong Ling did not follow. Mo Yan frowned and turned around to look, only to see Hong Ling still sitting there holding the chain. After a while, his ears were sticking out. Mo Yan turned back impatiently.
"What are you doing here?" Mo Yan asked impatiently.
Hong Ling looked at him pitifully and said, "I'm really afraid of heights."
Although he has the face of Hua Jin, his cute expression and red furry ears look like that of a fox.
Mo Yan was speechless for a while, looked at Lin Qingyang in front of him, clenched his fists, then pointed at Hong Ling and gritted his teeth and said, "Be careful with your hands and feet!"
Hong Ling nodded quickly, and Mo Yan reluctantly reached out and pulled him up. Hong Ling hugged his arm and smiled at him. Mo Yan felt a little disgusted but did not let him go.
Several people walked all the way through Suspension Bridge and finally arrived at Qing'an Peak. Hong Ling used the same words to fool the guards of Qing'an Peak.
Probably because Peak Master had just died, the guards in Qing'an were very lax at the moment. There were not many people along the way, and almost all of them were wearing white mourning belts. A few people passed by a Main Hall place, and they saw that the decoration there was all white, and many disciples were mourning in mourning.
The three of them followed what Kong Qin said before and went all the way up to the cliff on the back. They saw a path leading directly to the top of the cliff. There were many people guarding the entrance of the path, but they didn't look like people dressed like Qing'an Peak. They should be people from Main Peak.
As a few people walked over, the temperature on the top of the mountain dropped sharply. Without Spiritual Power's protective body, Lin Qingyang now felt the biting cold wind. When the guard saw "Hua Jin", he quickly saluted. Lin Qingyang observed it privately. The road in front of him was the only passage for Heavenly Prison. The other three sides were surrounded by cliffs. Even if he left the cell, he would not be able to escape from this cliff. It was really Heavenly Prison!
Just as a few people were about to go up, the leading guard disciple was puzzled. "Young Master is inside."
Cen Yue Here, Lin Qingyang looked at the stone prison on the top of the cliff from a distance, and his heart tightened.
Above the towering Cliff, the cold wind howled, making the prison bars rustle. The torches burning beside the wall were blown fiercely by the wind. The flickering firelight reflected on Cen Yue's face, and Cen Yue is holding the soldering iron he bought in the store before and is heating it on the fire. In fact, this soldering iron can be heated by Spiritual Power, but he still likes this most primitive method, and then admires Demon Slave's fearful expression while waiting for torture.
Deep in the prison, Qi Mo was kneeling on the ground. Thick and long iron chains passed through his shoulder blades, locking him tightly. The clothes on both shoulders were almost stained with blood. The other end of the chain was tied to the wall behind him and was very short, so that he could only maintain this posture. A pair of Amber's eyes looked at Cen Yue coldly.
Cen Yue came over with a soldering iron. The Lotus-shaped pattern on the soldering iron flashed Red Light due to the high temperature. He looked at the weak Qi Mo in front of him, with bloodthirsty excitement in his eyes.
The two disciples behind Cen Yue looked at each other, and one of them couldn't help but remind him, "Young Master, Sect Leader ordered me, this is still useful."
Cen Yue glanced at him dissatisfied and said in a cold voice, "I just said don't kill him and I'll give him a chance to breathe."
After saying that, he ignored the two people, stepped forward, raised the soldering iron in front of Qi Mo's eyes, and asked, "Do you like this?"
Qi Mo's expression did not change. The pair of Amber's wolf eyes stared at him, showing the coldness and ferocity of a beast. Not seeing the expression he wanted, Cen Yue's face darkened, and he grabbed his hair and forced him to raise his face. The chain was pulled, affecting the wound. Qi Mo groaned, and his face turned a little whiter.
Cen Yue admired his painful expression, and suddenly laughed again and said, "You're not still waiting for Lin Qingyang to save you, are you?"
Hearing Lin Qingyang's name, Qi Mo's expression moved slightly and looked at him.
Cen Yue sneered and said, "Stop dreaming, he is just a waste without Spiritual Power! He can't even protect himself!" As he thought about being beaten and humiliated by Lin Qingyang before, his face became more ferocious, and he gritted his teeth and said, "When I finish taking care of you, go and take good care of him!"
Before he finished speaking, Qi Mo suddenly rushed towards him and wanted to bite him. Cen Yue took a step back in shock. Qi Mo's body was pulled by the chains, but he was like crazy and ignored the wounds caused by the chains. He only stared at him with piercing eyes, wishing to tear him apart, and a beast-like roar escaped from his throat.
Cen Yue stared at him, his expression getting more and more angry, and stepped forward to kick him in the chest. Qi Mo was kicked backwards, and was pulled by the iron chain. He could only kneel on the ground, with blood flowing from his shoulders, but he still stared at him with red eyes.
"Damn beast!" Cen Yue cursed, strode forward and grabbed Qi Mo's hair, forcing him to raise his face. The red-hot iron in his hand was close to his cheek, and the scorching temperature directly scorched the broken hair around his ears.
At this time, a disciple from outside came in and said nervously, "Young Master, Peak Master Hua is here and wants to see you."
His interest was interrupted, Cen Yue frowned and glanced at the disciple with a gloomy look, then looked at Qi Mo who was looking at him with resentment in front of him, and sneered.