Chapter 182: Dungeon Interrogation 3

When the snack on Qingcheng's table was finished, the shadow was over, and he stepped forward and handed over the whip respectfully: "Princess, the subordinates have finished fifty whips."
Qingcheng took the whip into the space, and with another wave, a wooden barrel suddenly appeared on the ground. There was something red and bright floating above, and the surface of the liquid was a shiny layer.
The pungent smell exuded, so that the nearest shadow could not help: "Ha~ 嘁!"
He immediately apologized and said: "Sorry! The subordinates have lost their stance." Just after speaking, he said again: "Haha!"
Qingcheng chuckled: "It's okay, you pour this bucket of things on him and you." Xin said: It seems that there are really too few people in this world who can eat spicy food. This is her in the Langya Warcraft Forest. , The wild Chaotian pepper finally found. Well, I like spicy dishes the most.
Shadow didn't know what this was, but he had a strong hunch that it would be absolutely terrifying if this thing was splashed on the man's body, the smell was too nasty, and he didn't know what it was.
Dongfang Haochen and Dark Ye also smelled a pungent and choking smell, but the distance was far away, not that heavy, and they were very curious about what it was and what effect it would have.
Shadow endured the discomfort, carrying the bucket and came to Guimian Nan. At this time, the ghost-faced man had not been lashed except his face was covered by a mask, and he had not escaped from the neck. What is even more sad is that the strength has regressed to the fourth level of the spiritual master...
It could not have been so low, but Shadow pumped more and more vigorously when it was pumping. Unknowingly, the last few strokes of strength added another point. The three-point strength of the eighth layer of the Nascent Soul has been reduced to the master level. Draw to the spiritualist level...
At this time, he looked at Shadow and Qingcheng and the others in angrily, yelling: "You! You are so to this seat! Just wait for the revenge by the sect of this seat! This seat is the eighth elder of the outer gate of Xianzong! You are a provocation to Xianzong! Don't be proud! You can't even want to live if you are dead!"
Now he was angry with his heart. He had worked so hard to cultivate his strength for hundreds of years. He was drunk by a whip and gritted his teeth with hatred towards Qingcheng!
Qingcheng's eyes were questioning, and his tone was even more serious: "Xianzong? This young lady has never heard of it~ Isn't it amazing?"
She is telling the truth. In order to let her apprentice, her master specially popularized her the knowledge of Lingzong... I have never heard of the top sect in the whole continent. Um, this Xianzong can understand better if he has not heard of it.
The ghost-faced man became frustrated, and then angrily rebuked: "You dare to hurt this seat without even hearing about Xianzong? Humph! Ignorance! It's better to put this seat quickly! Maybe Xianzong will let you live, otherwise you will be waiting for you. Xianzong chase it down!" The last two sentences seemed to be a little proud.
Dark Ye couldn't help despising this man, and didn't even look at where he was in the environment now, still floating there? Moreover, our master and the princess are the chief disciples of the first sect of the Spirit Sect. What is so proud of your Xianzong? laugh.
Shadow directly despised and said: "Chichi ~ I really don't repent!" As he said, it was just a scoop of perverted spicy pepper water, which was poured over.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
The ghost-faced man suddenly twisted his body, looking very painful, and sneezing non-stop...
Shadow froze for a while. This ghost-faced man can be considered to be able to stand up. Just now, fifty whips are at most so many times. Just now he just poured a scoop of this kind of water and he just cried out for pain? What is this terrible water?