Although the General Secretary's Yamen was in ruins, the torture chambers were all underground and eerie, but most of them were preserved. Quan Heyi ordered them to be tidied up and the torture began immediately.

There is nothing to worry about when it comes to lackeys like the Soul-Eating Demon Ants.

Song Xiaosheng watched from the side. The young man's shrill screams made him very excited. From time to time, he put forward some very constructive suggestions. Torture experts also have their own pride. Although their own cultivation level may not be very high, but in this

In the field, they are the real authorities, they know how to make people suffer and make their will collapse.

If someone else was making noises while they were "working", even the admiral would not look good on them. But it was Song Xiaosheng who spoke. Firstly, he was young, and secondly, he was strong.

The torture experts also witnessed it with their own eyes, so they reluctantly tried the method Song Xiaosheng said. They wanted to prove to this young man: Although you are very powerful, we are the authority in the field of pain.

Unexpectedly, this trial turned out to be extremely effective!

They suddenly became excited. For these psychopathic guys, it would be more fulfilling to find a new way to torture people than to improve their strength to a large level.

So a group of bad guys used teenagers as test subjects and developed all kinds of more cruel punishments!

Quan Heyi always felt that the Song Xiaosheng in front of him was not the good grandson he knew before.

But...whatever, my dear grandson is very capable anyway, and it seems that he is very talented in this line of work! When he thought of this, Quan Heyi suddenly had a wonderful idea: Look like this

Come on, this grandson is the best candidate to inherit my mantle! This Imperial City Division will be handed over to him in the future.

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In Crouching Tiger Mountain, news has come. Song Xiaotian curled his lips and said dissatisfiedly: "That big idiot brother has caused trouble again."

Song Zheng was also a little helpless. Once this little devil was released, everything turned upside down. Although he wasn't too worried about Song Xiaosheng's safety, it would still be a bit troublesome if the trouble continued like this.

And he had other ideas: it seemed like a good way to become famous.

He thought for a while and said: "Take some time to clean up, let's go to Yong'an City too."

Song Xiaotian said with a smile: "Dad still cares about my little brother."

When Song Zheng was about to leave, Bei Xiongwu and others were shocked. How could this be possible? Sir is our Optimus Prime. If he left Baizhan City, what would he do to fight against those enemies who were eyeing him?

After meeting Quan Heyi, Bei Xiongwu no longer had the same confidence in his own strength. He couldn't even beat a woman, let alone other strong men in the imperial city.

The leaders of the four families hurried over, and Song Zheng comforted him: "Don't worry, the people from the Imperial City Division will stay, they will scare those young people, and if there is really something that cannot be handled, you can send the message and I will come back to deal with it right away."

"This..." Bei Xiongwu was still worried, but Su Yunji sighed secretly, knowing that there is no such thing as a banquet in the world that never ends. Their Baizhan City is too small to be a stage for people like Mr. Song.

"Sir, please feel free to go. Baizhan City and Daisu City will always be your home. If you want to come back and visit us anytime, we will take a bath and change clothes to welcome you..."

Her voice was choked unconsciously. She was also a young daughter. How could she not have any charming thoughts when facing such an outstanding man all day long? But she knew very well that there was a huge gap between her and her husband.

, she may be a beautiful skylark, but she has no hope of following in the footsteps of the golden-winged Tianpeng.

Bei Xiongwu also understood and nodded silently: "Sir... please be careful along the way."

Song Zheng didn't have much sadness about parting, but this time the departure team was much larger. A large family set off in a mighty manner, and the entourage occupied several carriages.

Song Zheng and his daughter were sitting in a car. Song Xiaotian was as lazy as a little kitten. The car was covered with a snow-white bearskin, which was soft and comfortable. She lay on all fours on it and asked with squinted eyes: "

Dad, when can we get to Yong'an City? By the time we arrive, we won't even be able to see the excitement."

Song Zheng shook his neck: "Well, it's indeed too slow... I can't use my magical powers. It's too painful."

He knocked on the car window: "Changtian." Qiu Changtian quickly took his hand away from Ming Yuanyuan's thigh and said seriously: "Master?"

"Is there any famous gathering place of spiritual beasts around here? It would be best if there are a large number of raptors."

Qiu Changtian thought for a while: "Three hundred miles to the south, there is a barren mountain called 'Tianduan Mountain Cliff'. There are many powerful spiritual beasts in it, and there is a kind of two-headed dove eagle, which is at the level of a giant god.

There are many spiritual beasts, and the Eagle King is an ancient god with a body length of thirty feet. I wonder if the talisman meets the master's requirements?"

Song Zheng nodded: "Okay, you guys stop first and wait here." He came out and picked up Qiu Changtian: "Lead the way."

A strong wind blew by, and Song Zheng and Qiu Changtian disappeared. Ming Yuanyuan, whose face was blushing when he was teased by Qiu Changtian just now, was stunned. Where is my Uncle Qiu?

The convoy was waiting on the roadside. For about an hour, a huge dark cloud flew in the southern sky, followed by the whistling and the cry of eagles. The dark cloud whizzed down, and it turned out to be dozens of two-headed doves.

eagle!

Song Zheng got off the Eagle King's back and threw Qiu Changtian to the ground. The old fat man felt dizzy. After flying for hundreds of miles, he didn't even know he was dizzy before!

Song Zheng ordered: "Make some saddles."

Ming Yuanyuan felt distressed for a while but dared not say anything. He waited for Qiu Changtian to drink some hot water, and then the old fat man finally recovered and quickly agreed: "Okay, I'll do it right away."

At this time, Xuan Zhigu, who had always had a low sense of presence, stood up and tidied his clothes reservedly: "I'm afraid I won't be able to do much work in Mr. Qiu's state, so I'll do it."

How is this possible! Qiu Changtian roared in his heart, Xuan Zhigu, you are a pretty boy, you have been waiting for this opportunity to compete for favor, right? I will never let you succeed!

The negative state in his body was swept away, he jumped up and shouted: "Fart! I'm fine, I'm in great condition! How about we two compete again to see which one is better, you or me?

One chip?"

Song Zheng felt a headache and waved his hands: "You each refine half of it, speed up the process! Make the one for Xiaotian more comfortable."

Song Xiaotian warned: "Pack more snack boxes."

"No problem!" Qiu Changtian smiled flatteringly at the young lady: "Leave it to the old slave."
Chapter completed!