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Chapter Five Hundred and Twelve The Hall of Witchcraft

"It seems you don't know." Lin Xiao said.

He opened the mouth of the glass bottle, then turned the bottle sideways, and poured the purple-red liquid inside onto the short blade.

"I tell you, this is a bottle of blood from Lai Yan Beast. Do you know what it does?" Lin Xiao said as he coated the blood of Lai Yan Beast with the short blade, and then carefully covered the bottle mouth.

Neither of the two witch tribes paid attention to Lin Xiao, but at this moment, Lin Xiao suddenly waved the short blade in his hand, which cut through the air, and slashed the arm of a witch tribe with a sting, leaving a shallow wound on it.

The wound was very shallow, just scratching the epidermis and not even bleeding.

But the witch clan suddenly started to wail, and his whole body fell to the ground and kept rolling, as if he was suffering from incomparable pain.

"Jinwu, what's wrong with you, Jinwu?" Another witch clan shouted with a nervous expression.

He suddenly looked at Lin Xiao and shouted loudly: "What did you do to him? What did you do to him?"

Lin Xiao gently raised the short blade in his hand and smiled slightly, "You saw it too. I just scratched him. Don't worry, the pain will pass soon."

It was as if he wanted to confirm what Lin Xiao said. As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Wu on the other side finally stopped rolling and his screams disappeared.

"Jinwu! Jinwu, are you okay?" the witch clan asked anxiously.

Jin Wu fell to the ground weakly, gasping for breath, and sweat was everywhere on his face.

"I...I'm fine!" Jin Wu gritted his teeth and forced out this sentence. After saying it, he seemed to faint at any time.

Seeing Jin Wu's appearance, the witch clan immediately looked at Lin Xiao with anger.

"Human, what did you do to him?" he asked.

"What did you do?" Lin Xiao smiled slightly and said, "You have seen the whole process. Do you need me to demonstrate it again?"

When the witch clan heard this, he was so scared that he quickly stopped Lin Xiao's actions.

"What do you...the hell do you want?" he asked loudly.

Lin Xiao took back the short blade and looked at him lightly and said, "It's nothing, I just want to ask some questions. As a result, if you don't cooperate, I can only come up with this bad idea."

"Then what do you want to ask? If I know, I must tell you!" said the witch clan.

"You must know!" Lin Xiao said affirmatively.

"You witch clan has a temple of twelve ancestor witches. I want to know where that temple is?" Lin Xiao asked.

"Witch Palace!" the witch tribe exclaimed, "No, I can't tell you!"

Lin Xiao immediately smiled when he heard the words of the witch clan.

He said, 'I can't tell you!', which obviously means that he really knows the location of this witch palace. It's not that he doesn't tell Lin Xiao because he doesn't know, but that he can't tell him for some reason.

"It seems that you don't care much about your companion." Lin Xiao said lightly.

The next moment, his right hand holding the short blade suddenly slashed, and another cut was made on the arm of the witch clan.

This time the hole was deeper than before, and the intense and unspeakable pain was once again transmitted to the whole body of the witch clan. He could not even open his mouth but could not make any sound.

"Jinwu! Jinwu~!"

Seeing his companion's painful look, the witch clan immediately closed his eyes and lowered his head.

"I'm sorry, I can't say it!"

He waved his sword and Lin Xiao looked at the expression on the witch clan's face.

From the pain at the beginning to the bitterness later, it eventually turned into a hatred expression now.

Lin Xiao stopped the movements in his hand. He knew that the witch clan would not tell him anymore. No matter how much he tortures his companion, he would not say it anymore.

But he didn't say it was okay, Lin Xiao could see it clearly just now. The hatred in the eyes of the witch clan who had been tortured by him was increasing, and this hatred was not only directed at him, but also targeted him as his companion.

The blood of the Lai Yan Beast will only bring endless severe pain to people without causing any substantial damage. The severe pain is always maintained at a critical point. It will not cause you to collapse completely, but will only continue to bring you strong sensory stimulation.

After stopping, Lin Xiao gave the witch clan some time to rest and restore the exhausted physical strength.

After a few minutes, Lin Xiao stood up and walked to the witch clan, squatted down and looked at him steadily.

The witch clan looked up at Lin Xiao, with a hint of fear and resentment in his eyes.

"How is it, do you still want to continue?" Lin Xiao said.

"No, no!" When the witch clan heard this, there was only a deep fear in his eyes, and he quickly opened his mouth and said.

"Since you don't want to be tortured again, then tell me what your companion doesn't want to say." Lin Xiao said to him.

"I tell you that, but I have a request!" The witch clan surprisingly agreed directly, but made a request.

"If you have the conditions, you can." Lin Xiao nodded, "But if your conditions exceed my bottom line, I will not agree to you."

After hearing this, the witch nodded and said, "Don't worry, I just want you to torture him in the same way a few times!"

"Oh~!"

Lin Xiao turned his head and looked at the witch clan who was looking at this side with an incredible face.

"So this is the condition, it's very good. I promised you!" Lin Xiao said with a smile.

"Jin Wu, you... how can you do this?" The witch clan looked at Jin Wu with disbelief and asked.

"Why can't I do!" Jin Wu snorted coldly, "That's right, the pain is not caused by you. Of course you would say that. Have you considered it for me?"

The witch clan looked at Jin Wu with a disappointed look and said, "Have you forgotten the ancestral teachings? The witch palace is the foundation of our witch clan, and it must not be known by foreign tribes!"

"Bah!" Jin Wu spat on the ground, "Even his life is gone, so what about Zu Xun? Being able to live is the most important thing!"

Jin Wu's words changed the face of the witch clan.

"And don't think I don't know what you are thinking. As long as I die, my father will naturally cultivate you with all his might. You wish I could die sooner, right?" Jin Wu said to him coldly, "My good brother, I really misread you in the past. I thought you really regarded my younger brother as more important than anything else, but now I know, it turns out that my life is not as good as an ordinary ancestral teaching in your eyes!"

"It's not like this!" The witch clan said loudly: "Jin Wu, listen to me, don't tell him, we can't violate the ancestral teachings!"
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