After being reborn, I gave up and became lazy, and the gods actually knelt down on the spot.

Mo Xin seemed to be worried that Nan Wuya wouldn't believe it, or perhaps to deliberately stimulate Nan Wuya, he took out a shadow stone.

Shen Yuerong was a little flustered when she saw this scene, and an unknown premonition came out.

Sure enough, after Mo Xin cast a spell on the shadow stone, scenes appeared one after another.

"Sir, please don't kill me. I have what you want."

On the screen, Shen Yuerong stood in front of Mo Xin fawningly. The villain's behavior was really shameful.

Mo Xin's eyes were sinister as he glanced back and forth at Shen Yuerong. He raised his hand to stop his men from killing Shen Yuerong, "Oh? Tell me, do you have anything that I need?"

"The Wenxin Sect has a top-secret Kung Fu that only the sect masters of the past can learn. It's called the Nine Turns Glazed Technique. As long as you learn this Kung Fu, you can cultivate both spirits and demons, and your strength will be greatly increased. I know that you will not be able to refuse your pursuit of the ultimate power. Let’s use this technique!”

Hearing that he could increase his power, Mo Xin really became interested, "But you are not the sect master, why should I keep your life? I could kill you and go directly to your sect master to get this technique! He is now I am a prisoner of this deity.”

As he spoke, Mo Xin gathered demonic energy in his palms, and a murderous intent appeared on his face.

"Wait a minute, I know Nan Wuya, and he will definitely not hand over his skills to you easily, but I am different. I am his most beloved disciple. If I show up, I still have a chance to convince him! What did you guys do before? If I use it as bait, won’t he fall for it and come out of the forbidden area?”

The scene stopped here because Shen Yuerong struggled like crazy, interrupting the playback of the recording stone.

"This is not true. The demons are ruthless and vicious. This is how they framed us. Master, you must not believe them!"

Shen Yuerong cried bitterly, and her expression didn't look like she was faking it at all.

If it was Nan Wuya in the past, he must have believed Shen Yuerong's words. Out of heartache and pity, he was afraid that he would hand over the Nine Turns Glazed Art.

Fortunately, Nan Wuya had experienced similar things countless times when he was brought back to the past by Hui Hui Yan, and he had long been disappointed.

At this moment, his cold and handsome face was stained with blood, but his expression could not hide his indifference, "Mo Xin, your decision to kill or hack this person has nothing to do with me. Today I will sever the master-disciple relationship with her. From now on , each has nothing to do with it.”

Shen Yuerong's eyes widened in disbelief, "Nan Wuya, are you so heartless!?"

Nan Wuya didn't speak. He didn't even want to look at Shen Yuerong. He turned his head and closed his eyes.

Mo Xin was very angry when he saw this scene. He kicked Shen Yuerong away from his feet and shouted angrily, "Come here, take her down here and greet her properly!"

"No, don't..." Thinking of the various methods of the demons, Shen Yuerong's face was filled with fear. She was so scared that she would die!

Because of this woman, Mo Xin wasted so much time and finally got a fake Kung Fu book. If his body was not strong enough, he would probably be killed by this fake Kung Fu book.

If he had killed Shen Yuerong directly and started from Nan Wuya, he might have gained real kung fu.

Thinking of this, Mo Xin felt even more violent, and called two more men, asking them to tie up Nan Wuya and torture him severely.

"Nan Wuya, if you hand over the Nine Turns Glazed Art, I might no longer care about everything you do, and you won't have to endure the pain."

When he said this, Mo Xin's eyes were full of interest.

Nan Wuya was beaten to pieces and bruised all over, but he didn't say a word. There was even a bit of ridicule in his eyes, as if he was provoking Mo Xin.

"Is that all? Mo Xin, you still underestimate me."

A trace of bloodthirsty expression quietly appeared on Mo Xin's face. He suddenly stepped forward, waved away the two executioners beside him with one palm, and then took out a black whip.

This whip is made entirely of human bones, exudes a fierce light, and can cause damage to spirits.

"It seems that the physical pain can no longer make you change your mind. I want to see for myself how hard your bones are."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Xin raised his bone whip and swung it hard on Nan Wuya's body.This whip could be said to hit the soul directly, and Nan Wuya let out a scream in pain.

Finally hearing Nan Wuya's painful voice, Mo Xin finally felt proud and struck out with another whip.

This time Nan Wuya also carried it down forcefully, gritting his teeth and refusing to make a sound.

"Okay! Okay, let's see how long you can endure it!"

One whip, another whip...

After more than a dozen lashes, Nan Wuya passed out and lost consciousness.

Mo Xin failed to see the scene he was expecting, so he rolled up his sleeves angrily and left, "Take him back and put him in jail for me!"

When they were about to leave the dungeon door, a subordinate chased her, "Sir, what should I do with that human woman? Do I need my subordinates to kill her?"

Mo Xin paused, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot, but in the end he waved his hand and said with a gloomy expression: "Keep her alive for the time being and imprison her with Nan Wuya."

Nan Wuya's spiritual veins were sealed, and he was like a useless person. He was dragged into a prison by two demon minions.

He was unconscious and leaning against the wall as he lay dying.

Such a scene reminded him of a time when he was seriously injured and it was Shen Yuexi who searched for the elixir for him regardless of the danger.

How many times has it been like this.

Even everyone had given up, except Shen Yuexi who persisted in saving him.

Now, he finally lost this apprentice who was dedicated to himself.

Maybe, he would never come back, not even leaving him a chance to compensate her.

This is more painful than all torture.

The cell door opened with a crash, and Shen Yuerong was thrown in covered in blood.

Nan Wuya didn't even look at it, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

Shen Yuerong was beaten badly and looked terrible, but the actual situation was much better than that of Nan Wuya.

Nan Wuya is no different from a useless person now.

Shen Yuerong had never been punished like this before. It had always been smooth sailing, but this time it almost cost her half her life.

She slowly sat up while holding on to the wall and looked at Nan Wuya resentfully, "If you had given them the Nine Turns Glazed Jue, I wouldn't have been beaten like this!"

Nan Wuya twitched the corner of his mouth sarcastically. The pain caused by the wound was less than one ten thousandth of what he felt in his heart.

"Humph!"

Nan Wuya has severed the master-disciple relationship with Shen Yuerong, and her hatred for Nan Wuya is even more natural, "I really don't know what you are crazy about..."

Mo Xin asked his men to give them two pills to keep them alive. Shen Yuerong's stomach was empty, so she just picked up the pills on the ground and stuffed them into her mouth.

Her eyes flashed when she saw her subordinates throwing the elixir to Nan Wuya again.