Looking at Changsun Wuji, who looked like he was crazy, Luo Zhang snorted, and no matter how loud he shouted, Luo Zhang was not disturbed. How could Changsun Wuji know the purpose of his coming.
He didn't even tell his secret to the person next to him, so how could he tell it to Changsun Wuji.
In just this wave, Luo Zhang gained hundreds of thousands more hatred points. It can be said that Changsun Wuji really helped him a lot.
But it's not okay to just forget about it. Luo Zhang needs to extract more hatred points, otherwise how can he be worthy of himself.
"Luo Zhang, you coward, you are afraid sometimes, aren't you very powerful? Just kill me! Kill me quickly?"
"Hahahahahahaha, you still don't dare. You only have that much potential. If it were me, I would cut off your flesh and feed it to the dogs!"
"Let you bleed out and die, and let you endure the most painful torture in the world!!!"
"You useless thing, do you dare to kill me? You don't dare, you are afraid, you are afraid that if you kill me, I will be killed by Li Shimin, hahahaha, you are still afraid!"
Listening to Changsun Wuji's screams, Luo Zhang took a deep breath and said calmly: "Wouldn't it be too easy to kill you like this? As you said, I have to cut off your flesh one by one and feed it to the dogs. This What a great idea, you actually made arrangements for yourself!"
"Oh, by the way, there's also the matter of bleeding out and dying. I'll give you a try later, and I'll have to arrange the most painful torture for you!"
Luo Zhang's words made Changsun Wuji's pupils shrink, and he secretly cursed himself for being confused. He seemed to have gone too far just now and angered the big devil in front of him.
Before Changsun Wuji could say anything else, Luo Zhang pulled up the iron chain and lifted Changsun Wuji back. As soon as he moved his hand, Changsun Wuji felt that his right arm had lost all feeling and was drooping.
There was another pain, and his left arm also lost feeling and was hanging on the side.
Changsun Wuji watched all this in horror, shouted in fear, and let out a shrill scream.
"Luo Zhang, what are you going to do? Do you think I will surrender to you like this? Just dream, you don't dare to kill me, you don't dare to kill me!" Changsun Wuji screamed while shouting.
Luo Zhang was like a machine, with a cold expression on his face. After dislocating Changsun Wuji's hands, Luo Zhang did not stop and tore off his legs.
Both hands and legs were dislocated. The moment Luo Zhang put him down, Changsun Wuji fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, screaming helplessly.
Faced with these clamors, Luo Zhang completely ignored them, but walked out of the cell and walked towards the opposite cell.
The cell opposite Changsun Wuji was locked in his stupid son who had gone crazy.
Luo Zhang opened his cell door, and Changsun Chong rushed out, pounced on Luo Zhang, and wanted to bite Luo Zhang crazily.
However, he was slapped to the ground by Luo Zhang, but Changsun Chong ignored him and got up again and rushed towards Luo Zhang, only to be kicked to the ground by Luo Zhang.
This time, before Chang Sun Chong could get up again, Luo Zhang stretched out his hand and lifted him up like a dead dog.
Seeing that Luo Zhang actually brought his crazy son to his cell, Changsun Wuji's pupils shrank slightly.
"Luo Zhang, what are you going to do, what are you going to do? Take him away quickly, take him away!!!" Changsun Wuji shouted in fear, but Luo Zhang ignored him and threw Changsun Chong to the ground.
As soon as he was left behind, Changsun Chong did not rush towards Luo Zhang, but turned towards Changsun Wuji.
Luo Zhang sneered as he watched Changsun Chong tear into his father and bite off pieces of meat.
Changsun Wuji, whose limbs were crippled by Luo Zhang, could not move and could only shout: "Luo Zhang, you don't have to die well, you don't have to die well!"
After this set of operations, the hatred value has increased a lot, but this is still not enough for Luo Zhang. What can more than one million hatred points be enough for? It is simply not enough to light up the icons of three hundred years, thousand years of ginseng and fleece-flower root.
How can new ingredients appear without lighting up these icons?
Luo Zhang needs more. These are just appetizers. The big drama is yet to come.
At this moment, Changsun Wuji had been bitten to pieces by Changsun Chong, but these were nothing to a strong man in the True Yuan Realm, they were just physical pain.
