"Donor, I can't help it!" Hearing Tu Yao say that he was going to imprison himself, Yuanfang was suddenly frightened.

Although his physical body is extremely strong, he still has no power to resist in the face of house arrest.

"Why, are you scared too?" Seeing Yuanfang's posture at this moment, a hint of a smile appeared in Tu Yao's haggard expression, and he couldn't help but speak.

"Master Tuyao, I think you should beat the little monk to death!" Elements tried to persuade.

"I know you're not afraid of death, and I also know that you have the ability to resurrect and damage feedback, so I won't kill you!" As he spoke, Tu Yao grinned, threw Yuanfang to the ground, and then spoke to the soldiers around him:

"Take him into the prisoner's camp and put him in captivity!"

Hearing Tu Yao's order, the two guards immediately stepped forward, lifted the square from the ground, and dragged it to the back of the camp.

"Master Tuyao, the little monk disagrees, I'm here to be beaten, not to be imprisoned!" Round Square suddenly began to shout.

Looking at Yuanfang gradually moving away, Tu Yao couldn't help but spit out.

But the tense nerves finally relaxed at this moment.

This week, he felt so tired.

This exhaustion did not come from the physical, but from the spiritual level, and he felt that the bald man had almost destroyed his spirit, it was too difficult.

But fortunately, at this moment, he has been taken into prison and finally freed.

Thinking of this, a rare smile appeared on Tu Yao's face.

……

Behind the sinkhole of Hades, the place where the army is imprisoned.

This place of imprisonment is a tradition in the Jiuyao Army, which is set up to torture and imprison the enemy.

However, in Beiqi, they could not catch the prisoners they wanted at all, and the prison places they set up were basically idle.

At this time, it was already night, and a bonfire was burning in the prison place, and an old man with a rickety body was sitting in front of the bonfire in a daze in a Jiuyao military uniform.

At this moment, two guards arrived in the Circle.

However, the two guards did not say anything to the old man in front of the campfire, but drove the square to a prison, then opened the door and threw him inside.

"Don't do this, don't do this!" Yuan Fang sat down on the ground, and then quickly stood up, trying to persuade him.

"You continue to be resurrected!" Looking at Yuanfang, the two guards looked at each other and smiled, then turned to leave.

But as he passed by the old man, one of the guards suddenly spoke:

"Old demon, don't blame us for not reminding you, don't touch him!"

With these words, the two of them walked away quickly.

When the old man heard this, he slowly opened his cloudy eyes, and then turned his gaze to Yuanfang, and couldn't help but smile.

"Open the door, the little monk wants to go out!" Realizing that he had really been imprisoned, Round Square couldn't help but panic.

After playing Conquest Online for more than a week, he also knew that if he didn't die, the Resurrection Online would still be here.

Thinking of this, he clenched his hands into fists and slammed them on the iron bars of the prison.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

After a seemingly ferocious swing, Yuanfang withdrew his weak little fist and squatted down silently.

Fatal weakness, no harm!

After a moment of silence, Elements suddenly turned his head and slammed into the wall of the prison.

"Boom!"

That's when the game prompt sounds.

[Game hint, if the damage is less than 500 points, the damage is exempted, because this damage is created by the player himself, no damage feedback can be made!] 】

At this moment, Yuanfang was about to close himself, and he felt as if he was going to be finished!

"Little bald, you want to come up?" At this time, the old man sitting in front of the campfire grinned, and suddenly showed his burnt brown teeth.

"This old benefactor, do you want to let the little monk out?" Yuanfang suddenly had a spirit.

"No, I just wanted to torture you." When the old man said this, the wind was calm, but the excitement in his eyes could not be suppressed.

There's a reason he's been called the "Old Devil" by the guards here.

Because he liked to torture prisoners, he also studied 72 extremely painful torture methods, hence the name Old Demon.

It's just that after he was sent to Beiqi recently, there were no prisoners for him to torture, and the old demon felt that he was really a little suffocated during this time.

Although the guards gave a warning before leaving, the old demon didn't care.

Even if he was to be punished when the time came, he admitted it.

Torture prisoners is his hobby, and he has half his life left, even if he dies.

Thinking of this, the old demon stood up, walked to the prison step by step, looked at Yuanfang and began to examine.

"Those with fine skin and tender flesh should not be able to withstand much torture, so start with the lightest one, Jiji!" The old demon said with a comfortable expression.

Yuan Fang was stunned, he didn't expect the old demon to want to torture him.

Suddenly, the panic in his heart faded.

As a rough-skinned and thick-skinned man, he has never been afraid of being beaten, let alone tortured, just afraid of being under house arrest.

The more violent the storm, the better!

Thinking of this, Yuanfang couldn't help but speak: "Old donor, do you really want to torture me?" ”

"That's right, are you afraid?" The old demon grinned, waiting for fear to appear on Round Square's face.

"Uh...... Donor, to be honest, the little monk is not only not afraid, but has some expectations, after all, the proficiency has increased! Yuanfang replied very sincerely.

Hearing this, the old demon's expression instantly froze.

What he was most looking forward to torturing the prisoners was their wails, screams, and desperate expressions, which annoyed him.

"Little bald head, I hope you can still say this later!" The old demon glared viciously.

With that, he turned and left.

A moment later, when the old demon came again, he had an extra black rope in his hand and many strangely shaped tools hanging from his body.

Coming to the cell door again, the old demon threw the rope at Yuanfang's body, and the black rope shook rapidly like a spiritual snake, quickly wrapped around Yuanfang's body, connecting his limbs to the iron pillars around the cell, tightly binding him, and hanging him half a meter above the ground.

"What are you going to do?" Yuanfang asked curiously.

"Jie Ji, you'll know in a minute, remember to scream louder when the time comes, make me happy." With that, the old demon took out a bunch of keys from his waist, opened the cell door, and stepped inside.

Coming to the monk's side, the old demon smiled and lowered his head, scanning the tools hanging on his body, as if making a choice.

Eventually, the old demon picked out a tool that resembled a pair of pliers and removed it.

Click! Click!

After trying to clip it together, the old demon nodded in satisfaction.

"Are you afraid now?" The old demon asked again.

"It's okay, I just don't feel like this thing is powerful, why don't you let Tuyao come over and torture me?" The monk said with a serious face.

"Hmph, there are many prisoners tortured by my old demon who are as hard-mouthed as you, but unfortunately, they will all kneel and beg me for mercy in the end, it's a pity, I didn't let any of them go, hahaha." Thinking of the past, the old demon couldn't help but grin, his face full of smugness.

However, Yuanfang said perfunctorily with a boring face:

"Okay, okay, donor, you're happy."

The old demon was so annoyed by Yuanfang's attitude that he immediately raised his pliers, broke the monk's mouth with his left hand, and clamped one of his front teeth with the pliers.

"Little bald head, then pull out all your teeth first, don't be unbearable in this pain!" As he spoke, the old demon couldn't help but get excited, and his hands strained.

"Click!"

"Woo woo woo~!"

At this moment, the old demon suddenly let go of the hand holding the pliers and covered his mouth, but the blood still slipped through the cracks between his fingers.

The old demon whimpered in pain, then slowly opened his hand, and suddenly found that a charred brown front tooth was lying in the center of his palm.

Elements was not surprised by this.

After all, with this kind of tool to extract teeth, the attack naturally can't reach 500 damage, and even his defense can't break through, how can the teeth be pulled out.

After glancing at the proficiency level and finding that the increase was almost none, Yuanfang suddenly said with a bored face:

"Donor, are you alright?"

"Ahh The old demon looked up in horror, revealing a row of teeth that he had missing from his front teeth, and his appearance was extremely miserable.

"This ...... What's going on, how the hell do you do it. ”

"Donor, the little monk doesn't know, do you want to try it again?" The monk immediately denied it.

"Little bald, don't think I can't cure you!" The old demon looked at Yuanfang angrily, as if his eyes were about to erupt with fire.

He picked up the pliers from the ground again, and then reached out and grabbed Yuanfang's index finger nail!

"Break it for me!"

"Ah......h The old demon let out another scream, his index fingernail detached, and blood splattered.

Seeing this scene, Yuanfang's expression was indifferent, and after thinking about it, he suddenly screamed.

"Ahhh

In order to keep the old demon tormenting himself, Round decided to use his miserable ability to sell himself.

For the scream, Yuanfang is extremely skilled, after all, he has practiced, and his voice directly overshadowed the old demon.

The old demon trembled and looked at his hand with broken nails, and when he looked at Yuanfang again, his expression became extremely frightened.

"Ahhh It hurts, it hurts! Elements continued to wail.

After a few moments, finding that there was no movement around him, Round Square suddenly stopped screaming, turned his head to look, and found that the cell door was closed, and the old demon was standing outside, looking at him with a resentful expression.

"Forehead ......"

"Old donor, won't you continue?" Yuanfang asked expectantly.

The old demon didn't speak, covered his hands, and stared at Yuanfang, looking at Yuanfang a little embarrassed.

"Old donor, it was an accident just now, I'm very afraid of pain, why don't you try again?" Yuanfang said with a look that I thought was okay.

"Little bald, do you really think I can't help you?" The old demon said viciously.

"Oh Buddha Buddha, Lord Buddha bless you!" Yuanfang immediately muttered.

After glaring at Yuanfang again, the old demon turned to leave, and when he returned a moment later, his injured finger had already scabbed, and a layer of green powder was applied to it, and there were bursts of medicinal incense.

"Old donor, are you alright?" Yuanfang immediately asked.

"Little bald, look what I brought you." As he spoke, the old demon took out a can, and when he opened the lid, he suddenly revealed the dense writhing poisonous insects inside!

When the square probe saw the scene inside the jar, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Hehe, these poisonous insects are carefully cultivated by me, although they are not very poisonous, but they will definitely make you feel painful!"

Hearing this, Yuanfang looked strange, thought for a while, and said:

"Lord Buddha bless you!"

This time, Yuanfang really said this sentence sincerely, because he felt that if he did this, it would be really miserable!