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In the mountain forest, within a certain secluded dense grove.
The sizzling sound of a burning iron branding the flesh was mixed with the constant painful moans of a man.
Jincheng's eyes were bloodshot, glaring venomously at Lin Zheyu, as if ready to devour him.
Facing Jincheng's venomous gaze, Lin Zheyu felt nothing, indifferently using red True Essence to cauterize the other's wound.
If the wounds are not treated, this guy will die.
"There, it's done."
"Next, I ask one question, you answer one question. If you refuse to speak, I will show you what it means to wish you were dead."
Lin Zheyu spoke flatly.
He picked up the two storage bags on the ground, casually playing with them.
These two storage bags were obtained from the two of them, along with the one from the cultivator at the Observatory, Lin Zheyu had seized three in just two days.
