2954: C2954 Torture(1)

C2954 Torture(1)

"You..."

Realizing something, Yuan Yue immediately withdrew her hand from Shang Yun's arm and subconsciously took a step back.

Shang Yun felt the softness and heat leave and a sense of loss appeared on her face.

"You don't actually need to kill him."

Yuan Yue said faintly.

"So you weren't affected by their psychedelic curse. How nice."

Shang Yun did not answer the question. He felt as if he did not care whether the monk was dead or not. The man's life was not his concern.

"Hmm... Our Spirit Power is not affected by their crappy spells."

Yuan Yue spoke the truth. Feeling Shang Yun's burning gaze on her, she could only try her best not to look into Shang Yun's eyes.

"Looks like... I was too nosy!"

Shang Yun's tone carried a deep sense of disappointment.

"That's not the case. You think that we have been affected, so it is normal for you to step forward to save us. We want to thank you, but your method... is too radical."

As Yuan Yue spoke, she turned around and looked at the monk who had killed himself.

"Yueyue, he's not dead yet. Do you want to save him?"

Shu Qing, who was standing by the window, looked over and called out to Yuan Yue anxiously. He was a doctor, and she had to save him whether he was a prisoner or not, but she was afraid that an ordinary doctor would not be able to save him.

"I'll go and take a look..."

Yuan Yue did not want anyone who was related to her to die, so she nodded her head and planned to walk out of the pub.

"Don't go, I'll go!"

Shang Yun gently said to Yuan Yue. Then he raised his hand and stopped Yuan Yue. After that, he strode out of the tavern.

Yuan Yue wanted to follow him, but she was stopped by the middle-aged monk who had been watching from the side.

"You... you were not bewitched by my psychedelic spell? Then you have been pretending?"

The middle-aged monk, who had been continuously frightened, spoke with a trembling voice. It was obvious that he was frightened.

"You want to bewitch me with a small spell? Go and practice for another hundred years!"

Yuan Yue said coldly. Then she wanted to go around the middle-aged monk and take a look outside the pub, but she was stopped by him again.

"Female hero, female Bodhisattva, please save us. That man... That man will never forgive us. He will kill us cruelly. I beg you, please let us go. Please let us go!"

The middle-aged monk begged, and the young monk beside him also begged.

"Heroine, please spare us!"

Yuan Yue paused and then looked down at the two monks.

"Don't worry, he... probably won't kill you. That unlucky Ninth Brother is probably making an example to warn you. Don't do anything stupid. Otherwise, you will end up like him..."

However, before Yuan Yue could finish, she was interrupted by the middle-aged monk.

"No, that's not it. He's not trying to scare us. He's trying to kill us all. I can see the killing intent in his eyes. He... He won't let us go. He will kill us all. "

The middle-aged monk couldn't hide his fear. He shouted hysterically.

"You..."

"Moon, what do you think Shang Yun is doing?"

Shu Qing's words made Yuan Yue immediately raise her head. Then, she shook off the two monks and hurriedly walked to the window of the pub, looking out the window with Shu Qing.

Shang Yun had already gone to Ninth Brother's side. Looking at the man who was struggling and convulsing, stabbing his own neck with a short knife, a cold smile flashed across his face. Then, he wiped some of Old Nine's blood with the tip of his finger. He then pointed at Old Nine's forehead and said something. After that... he heard Old Nine's painful and miserable cry. The scream was hoarse and loud. It made people's hair stand on end and made them feel cold all over.

"What... is he doing?"

Shu Qing couldn't understand Shang Yun's actions. She turned her head to look at Yuan Yue and found that Yuan Yue's complexion was extremely ugly. Her brows were tightly knitted together, as though she had seen something that made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Yue Yue, what's wrong with you?"

Shu Qing hurriedly asked.

"He... he removed Old Nine's Psychedelic Curse."

Yuan Yue answered Shu Qing's question indifferently.

"Hmm? Does he want to save someone?"

Shu Qing didn't understand.

"No, he wanted the man to experience the unbearable pain and the real fear of death before he died. Shanyun was... torturing the man."

Yuan Yue's voice started to tremble.

"What?"

Shuqing opened her eyes wide in surprise as if she couldn't accept Yuan Yue's words. She stared at Shang Yun and the man who was crying and struggling on the ground. Her face turned darker and darker. The man lying on the ground was growing more and more miserable, more and more frightened, more and more weak. He was crying desperately for help, but Shang Yun was standing beside him, looking down at him.

"Is this... a demon?"

Shuqing murmured.

Yuan Yue let out a long breath, and then she immediately walked out of the pub quickly. Shuqing saw that and followed her. If Yuan Yue got into a fight with that devil Shang Yun, she could help.

"Shang Yun, didn't you say you were going to save him? What are you doing?"

Yuan Yue asked sternly.

"I'm going to save him. I've got him out of the trance, but... I don't think he's doing so well. I'm not sure I can save him."

When Shang Yun raised his head and looked at Yuan Yue, his expression would become gentle.

"You're lying. You're torturing him. You'll be happy when you see him in pain, right?"

Yuan Yue spoke the truth in Shang Yun's heart, but how could Shang Yun admit it? He didn't want to leave a perverted impression on his goddess Yuan Yue, even if... he did enjoy watching that man die slowly.

"No, how can I be happy when I torture others? Alright, I'll tell you the truth, I'm not that kind of person. This person... He's not a good person at all. There will be many girls ruined by his hands, so I really don't want to dirty my hands trying to save him. Isn't it good to spend my Spirit Power and energy on other people who are more worth it?"

Shang Yun shrugged his shoulders and looked at Yuan Yue with a wronged expression.

"You..."

Yuan Yue was speechless.1

Yuan Yue had said these words to Faang Cheng before.

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