Chapter 570

Even if the doctor has promised that he will do his best, Ling Tianwang still has no way.

But even so, what he can do now is to stand beside him, not even close to Zhou ruo'an.

Looking at her face more and more pale, smelling the bloody smell nearby more and more thick, Ling Tianwang's eyes slowly become dark, but a trace of light.

"You must save her, even if you pay any price," Ling Tianwang put up his hand and clasped the shoulder of the doctor, emphasizing word by word.

Violent, as if the whole bone is about to break the pain suddenly, let the doctor can't help but take a breath.

He short body, unexpected, but easy to get out of each other's hands.

"I'm a doctor who helps the wounded and the dying. If I can, I'll do my best," the doctor stressed in a low voice, rubbing his shoulder.

Fearing that he would be suddenly attacked by Ling Tianwang after a while, the doctor hesitated for a moment and said in a tough voice, "instead of waiting here, you'd better interrogate the assassin and ask if he has any antidote."

Before the Taiyi's words came down completely, Ling Tianwang's eyes lit up.

He seemed to suddenly think of something, a grateful look flashed by, and then, regardless of what to say, quickly turned away.

Looking at Ling Tianwang's back disappearing in front of his eyes, the doctor sighed, and his eyes were a little complicated.

It's a rare thing for Ling Tianwang to have such deep affection for Zhou ruo'an as he is now, the imperial doctor thought in his heart.

However, now is not the time to feel these, the doctor shook his head hard, calmed down, calmly ordered, "you carefully carry her to the palace, don't touch the silver needle I put on him."

Looking at the people next to him carefully starting to move, the doctor raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, and then said, "you, go and tell people to prepare a lot of hot water, and you, go and get some herbs for me..."

With the Taiyi's orders, all the people who were standing beside started to act. Although they were in a hurry, they didn't seem very confused.

On the other hand, Ling Tianwang came to the prison where the assassin was temporarily held.

Looking at the darkness in front of him, Ling Tianwang's eyes became colder and colder. Then he went in without looking back.

"Bring up the assassin you just caught." Ling Tianwang stood in the center of the torture room, and said without expression.

The man looked at Ling Tianwang wildly, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.

But before he could really make a sound, he was forced down by the people around him.

Straight behind the knee was hit hard, the man could not help bending his legs and kneeling heavily.

His knees touched the ground, making a dull sound. At the same time, there were waves of pressure from above his head, forcing him to bend down.

Caught off guard, everything has become a foregone conclusion.

Ling Tianwang looked at everything in front of him without expression, and there was no sound for a long time.

With the passage of time, the man slowly recovered, his face was ferocious, exhausted all his strength to struggle.

But even if he had great strength, it would be difficult to stop all the people behind him.

That person finally decadent choice to give up, just looking at Ling Tianwang's eyes are still full of provocation.

"You are no more than that. It's no skill to cheat more than you can. If you have the ability, you can compare with your grandfather." He opened his mouth with a grim smile.

This word falls, still don't wait for Ling Tianwang to have what reaction, flank of guard already unbearable of choice next black hand.

"Grandfather? I don't have a grandson as big as you

"Can't talk? Grandpa will teach you how to speak! "

…

For a moment, they seem to forget the fact that Ling Tianwang is still standing in front of them, and the foul language is constantly exploding in Ling Tianwang's ears.

At the same time, their hand movement did not stop, you punch me a foot, so that the person soon can only curl up on the ground, half a day to move.

Until this time, Ling Tianwang finally moved his toes and walked to the side.

"Well, stop," Ling Tianwang said.

Orders and prohibitions are about everything at this time.

Ling Tian Wang walked into the other side a little bit, bent down and asked, "do you have the antidote of poisonous arrow?"

The man hard to open his eyes, trying to see Ling Tianwang, but the continuous flow of blood has covered all his sight.

"No!" Bearing the pain from all over the body, the man said with a smile, "the poison on the arrow is the most powerful poison in the world. I've never heard of anyone who can find the antidote for the poison, so you don't have to ask more, just wait for her funeral."

"She's very affectionate to you. Even such poison can stop you. It's a pity that she doesn't know you're not worth it!"…

The man kept saying something to stimulate Ling Tianwang, and the muscles on his face were twitching because of laughter, which made him more strange.

To his surprise, Ling Tianwang quietly listened to these words, but he didn't lose his mind as he thought.

"Fight," slowly propped up, Ling Tianwang stepped back and said softly, "as long as he can't die today."

Hearing such a command, those people immediately became interested.

Groans and body collision sound in the closed space, the smell of blood is also strong pungent.

Ling Tianwang closed his eyes and pressed down the flash of moisture.

"Say it or not?" After waiting for those people to stop, Ling Tianwang pulled the corners of his mouth and asked.

"Bah! Grandfather was never... " The man's teeth scraped on the tip of his tongue, then spit out a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood towards Ling Tianwang.

It's a pity that he has already lost his strength and can't hit the target at all.

Lazy to say anything more, Ling Tianwang waved his hand, and immediately someone surrounded him and punched and kicked him.

In the following period of time, the two people's communication has continued like this.

Gradually, Ling Tianwang felt a little tired.

Looking down at the dark color on his hand, Ling Tianwang asked, "what kind of torture tools are there?"

"It's a brand iron. It needs to be burned red before execution. Then it's pasted on the prisoner's body. You can immediately smell the smell of flesh and blood being cooked."

"This is rice paper, and next to it is clear water. It doesn't seem like a big deal, but if you stick it layer by layer on the prisoner's face, you can slowly appreciate the whole process of the prisoner's gradual loss of breath, and there won't be any blood."

"Here is the splint. Put ten fingers of the prisoner in, and then tighten both sides with force..."