Quick Wear: The host is addicted to abusing scum and is cruel and brutal

Chapter 123: The Revenge of the Jianghu: Beating Up the Scumbag 3

In the damp and dark dungeon, besides the sound of whips, screams of pain could be heard from time to time.

Fu Qi looked at their miserable condition and couldn't help but laugh with joy.

The hoarse and cold laughter made the dungeon seem even more eerie and terrifying.

Maotuan couldn't help but rub his hair, "Host, you are even more perverted than the people in the Demon Cult."

Fu Qi rolled his eyes and replied in his mind, "If you want to act, you have to do it in full."

"I didn't expect you two to be so stubborn and refuse to say anything. You are really stubborn. It seems you won't say anything without severe torture." Fu Qi said in a sinister tone.

Lu Fang and Ding Wanwan, who were beaten exhausted, said: You didn't even ask anything and just started beating people. Who is being stubborn?

However, Lu Fang always thought highly of himself. After being whipped for no reason, he began to curse, "Demon, please let us go quickly, otherwise our major sects will definitely crush your demon sect and let you die without a burial place."

When Ding Wanwan heard Lu Fang's words, her admiration for him deepened, and she also shouted, "We don't know what the holy object is, let us go. Otherwise, when my father finds out, he will definitely crush your demon sect to the ground."

Listening to the two people's excited words, Fu Qi was speechless. Who are these two idiots provoking?

Fu Qi simply threw away the whip and picked up another torture instrument. He pressed the red-hot iron on Lu Fang's shoulder with a crackling sound. The man who had been talking nonsense was now left wailing in pain.

Tsk, he calls himself a young hero, but his screams are louder than anyone else's.

When the original owner was tortured, it was not as shameful as this.

After Fu Qi pressed him a few times with evil intention, he looked at Ding Wanwan who was standing beside him.

"Since we are a pair of wild mandarin ducks, we should share the joys and sorrows."

Ding Wanwan looked at the red-hot and smoking soldering iron with a look of horror in her eyes.

Fu Qi had no mercy on women and gave her the same treatment as Lu Fang.

After the torture, the two men were already very weak and pale, looking very pitiful.

"If you have anything to say, come to me. Why make things difficult for a girl? If you want to beat me or kill me, it's all up to you." Lu Fang's face was ferocious, but he showed some backbone.

"Hmm? Let her go? Then tell me where the holy relic is hidden?" Fu Qi said indifferently.

Lu Fang pouted loudly, "They say the holy object is not in our hands."

Fu Qi sneered and continued the execution. Only after they were dying and fainted did Fu Qi leave leisurely.

She came here just to vent her anger, and she already knew the location of the holy relic.

Fu Qi left the Demon Cult and went directly to the ruined temple on Jingshan Mountain. He flew onto the beam and took down the Demon Cult's sacred object, the Purple Lotus Lamp.

In the previous life, Lu Fang and Ding Wanwan cracked the secret of the Purple Lotus Lamp and obtained the secret book hidden inside.

Fu Qi didn't think so. He just asked Mao Tuan to take a look and found the secret compartment. With a ticking sound, the Purple Lotus Lamp opened, revealing the booklet inside.

This Purple Lotus Lamp is a powerful object. If it is opened forcibly, the entire lamp will be destroyed. That is why no one has discovered the secret inside.

What is written in the book is the moves of the supreme sword technique, which is indeed a superior martial art compared to the martial arts of people in the martial arts world today.

Thinking of this, Fu Qi simply copied a book himself, changed the moves in it a bit, then made the book look old and put it back into the Purple Lotus Lamp.

Then he put the Purple Lotus Lamp back to its original position to cover up any traces of the movement.