Chapter 466 Don’t touch them!
Soon, several men roughly carried the unconscious Wenlun and Jiang Qingli into the dungeon and threw them on the ground.
Wenlun's clothes were tattered and covered with blood and dust.
There was a deep scratch on his face, extending from his forehead to his cheek. Blood was still oozing out of the wound, flowing like a stream, which was shocking to the eye.
His whole body was covered with scars, especially his arms, which were twisted beyond recognition, obviously having been brutally broken. The bones were sticking out of the flesh, making it unbearable to look at.
His fingers were also deformed, as if they had been crushed by a heavy object and could no longer move normally.
Jiang Qingli was also tortured miserably.
Her hair was scattered messily around her face, covering most of her face, revealing only a pair of tightly closed eyes and chapped lips.
Her lips were cracked and bloodless, and her face was as pale as paper, like someone who had been dead for a long time.
There were many burn marks on her body, her skin was charred and emitted a pungent smell, obviously she had been burned at the stake.
Her clothes were also burned, leaving only a few fragments hanging on her body, barely covering her vital parts.
Yu opened his eyes wide, looking at everything in front of him with horror, his heart aching.
His body involuntarily fell forward.
The two of them were his son Wenlun and daughter-in-law Jiang Qingli.
Yu Yu yelled at Mu Chengyun: "Mu Chengyun, you despicable villain, come to me if you have anything to say, don't touch them!"
He glared at Mu Chengyun, with flames of anger burning in his eyes, as if he wanted to burn Mu Chengyun to ashes.
His body involuntarily rushed forward, trying to pounce on Mu Chengyun, but he was held down by the men beside him and could not move.
Mu Chengyun laughed proudly: "How about it, Junior Brother? Now you know how powerful I am, right?"
"As long as you tell me how to find the Saint, I will release them. Otherwise, you will watch them die because of you."
Mu Chengyun's tone was threatening and intimidating, which made people shudder.
Yu Yu's eyes were blazing with fire, staring at Mu Chengyun intently, gritting his teeth and saying:
"Mu Chengyun, it's useless even if you threaten me with them. I won't tell you how to find the Saint, and you will never get that power."
His voice was firm and resolute, with no sign of backing down.
When Mu Chengyun heard this, his proud face instantly turned gloomy, like the dark clouds before a storm.
He shouted angrily: "Well, since you are so ungrateful, don't blame me for being ruthless."
There was endless murderous intent in his voice.
Following Mu Chengyun's wave of his hand, his men immediately took action and began to torture Yu Wenlun and Jiang Qingli.
They tortured the two without mercy, making them groan in pain.
Yu's body trembled violently and she closed her eyes in pain. She couldn't bear to watch this scene and tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.
His knuckles turned white, he clenched his fists tightly, his sharp nails dug deep into his palms, bleeding profusely, but he seemed to feel no pain.
His lips had been bitten by himself a long time ago, and bright red blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, staining the collar of his shirt red, which was a shocking sight.
He prayed silently in his heart, hoping that God would hear his prayers and send a savior to stop Mu Chengyun's atrocities.
However, in this dark, damp dungeon filled with a foul smell, everything seemed so hopeless, and it seemed that there would never be a glimmer of hope.
Soon, Wenlun and Jiang Qingli were left with only their last breath.
Mu Chengyun stabbed at Yu Yu with his eyes like a sharp blade, and said fiercely: "Junior brother, I'll give you one last chance, will you tell me or not?"
Yu Yu's gaze slowly moved to the two of them. Looking at their extremely weak appearance, his heart was torn and he was in great pain.
His lips trembled uncontrollably, his face was full of pain, and his eyes were filled with struggle and despair.
On the one hand, he was loyal to the saint.
He must not reveal any method of finding the Saint to Mu Chengyun, otherwise Mu Chengyun would gain that powerful power.
On the other hand, his wife had already sacrificed herself to protect him.
Now he only has his son as his only bloodline. How could he bear to let his son and daughter-in-law die because of him?
But he knew in his heart...
If he didn't tell Mu Chengyun the clues of finding the saint, Wenlun and Jiang Qingli would probably be tortured to death soon.
It felt as if millions of ants were gnawing at his heart, and the pain was indescribable.
At this moment, Wenlun opened his eyes with difficulty and said in a weak but firm voice: "Father, leave us alone and don't give in to this devil!"
Then, Jiang Qingli also woke up. She screamed with all her strength: "Father, don't listen to him, we are not afraid of death!"
Hearing the cries of his son and daughter-in-law, Yu's heart ached and his eyes welled up with tears.
"Shut up!" Mu Chengyun's face suddenly turned as dark as ink, and he kicked Wenlun and Jiang Qingli fiercely.
The kick was so powerful that the two men were kicked far away and fell heavily to the ground, groaning in pain.
Then they fainted again and lost consciousness.
When Yu witnessed this scene, his eyes were filled with anger and hatred.
He was furious, his voice was low and hoarse, and full of endless hatred: "Mu Chengyun, you are such a despicable and shameless villain, you will definitely be punished!"
Mu Chengyun didn't care about Yu Yu's accusations at all, instead he smiled triumphantly.
"Retribution? After I dominate the entire Yunluo Continent and become the strongest, who will dare to attack me?"
"By then, everyone will bow down at my feet and let me do whatever I want!"
"Junior brother, you have no other way to go. As long as you tell me the fastest way to find the Saint, I can guarantee that I will not hurt them."
"But if you continue to be stubborn, they will die in front of you immediately."
There was a hint of threat in Mu Chengyun's tone.
Upon hearing this, Yu's body began to tremble with extreme anger.
His fists were clenched tightly, the knuckles turned white and made crackling sounds.
He was in an extreme struggle, on the one hand there was family affection, and on the other hand there were his own principles and beliefs.
He didn't know how to make a choice, and the pain and conflict almost made him collapse.
Mu Chengyun stared at the silent Yu Yu, his patience completely exhausted and his brows twisted into a knot.
With a gloomy face, he waved his hands violently at his men again.
The men understood what he meant and immediately raised their weapons that were shining with cold light, preparing to attack Yu Wenlun and Jiang Qingli again.
"Brother, I will count to three. If you still don't speak, they will die right in front of you. One!"
Mu Chengyun's cold and ruthless voice echoed in the damp dungeon.
Every word was like a sharp ice cone, piercing into Yu's heart.
At this moment, the pain and entanglement in Yu's heart were like surging waves, which kept hitting his already broken heart wave after wave.
Mu Chengyun continued to roar loudly: "Two!"
The men raised their weapons higher and higher; the breathing of Yu Wenlun and Jiang Qingli had become so weak that it was almost imperceptible.
Although Wenlun and Jiang Qingli were unconscious, they seemed to have an unyielding look on their faces.
Mu Chengyun shouted angrily: "Three!"