67: Chapter 67 You think you can kill me?

Duan Qingfeng's face showed a wicked smile after hearing his Master's words.

"Master, rest assured, this Disciple will make them tell everything they know."

Gu Changfeng nodded and said nothing more.

Duan Qingfeng bowed in farewell and turned to leave the main hall.

After leaving the main hall, Duan Qingfeng walked directly towards the stone prison behind the Sect.

The stone prison was built at the foot of the mountain cliff, and its entrance was only a heavy iron door.

Two Baihe Sect Disciples stood guard at the entrance.

When the two saw Duan Qingfeng approaching, they quickly saluted.

"Senior Brother Duan."

Duan Qingfeng walked to the iron door.

"Open the door."

One of the Disciples took out a key and opened the iron door.

A damp, cold smell wafted out from inside.

Duan Qingfeng entered the stone prison and walked along the narrow stone path further inside.

A few oil lamps lit the walls on both sides, barely illuminating the path beneath his feet.

Nannan and Xiao Niuzi were imprisoned in the two innermost cells.

At this moment, Nannan had woken up, leaning against the stone wall, her hands chained behind her back.

Her clothes were still wet, her dark hair stuck to the side of her face, and her complexion was somewhat pale.

Duan Qingfeng stood outside the cell, staring at her for a long while.

In fact, he had taken a fancy to Nannan's beauty back in Mo Family Village during the day.

Now that he was closer, he realized how truly beautiful this woman was.

Her face wasn't too small, her eyebrows were slender, and her eyes were dark and bright. Although she hadn't applied any rouge to her face, her skin was exceptionally fair.

Nannan was already fifteen years old this year, and her body had long since matured.

She was naturally taller than ordinary women, with a slender waist and a full bosom.

Even now, in the cold stone prison, with her clothes stained with snow water and mud, her appearance could not be hidden.

Duan Qingfeng stared at her for a long while, his gaze traveling down from her face, finally stopping at her chest, a smile gradually appearing at the corner of his mouth.

As he watched, the lewd smile on his face grew more intense.

Xiao Niuzi in the opposite cell saw his gaze and immediately grabbed the iron bars and stood up.

"What do you want to do?"

Duan Qingfeng ignored him and said to the Disciple guarding the prison behind him:

"Open the door."

After the cell door opened, Duan Qingfeng walked in alone.

Nannan watched Duan Qingfeng approaching, her body shifting backward until her back quickly hit the stone wall.

"What do you want to do?"

Duan Qingfeng walked up to Nannan with a lewd smile and said:

"I have a few questions."

"As long as you answer properly, I naturally won't make things difficult for you."

Nannan looked at him coldly.

"I don't know."

"I haven't even asked, and you already don't know?"

Duan Qingfeng reached out and pinched her chin.

Nannan forcefully turned her head away.

"Don't touch me!"

Duan Qingfeng did not withdraw his hand; instead, he grabbed her face and made her look at him again.

"Who taught you to Cultivate?"

"How many Cultivators are there in Mo Family Village?"

"Where is the archaic twin dragon jade hidden?"

Nannan gritted her teeth and did not answer.

Duan Qingfeng looked at her, wiping her face with his thumb.

"You're so beautiful, why insist on suffering?"

Xiao Niuzi on the opposite side suddenly tugged at his chains.

"Take your dirty hands off her!"

Duan Qingfeng glanced back at him and then moved closer to Nannan.

"It seems you care about her a lot."

Xiao Niuzi desperately slammed against the iron bars.

"Come at me if you have something to say!"

"If you dare touch her, I swear I'll kill you!"

Duan Qingfeng laughed.

"You want to kill me with just that? Hahahahaha!"

He laughed as he looked back at Nannan.

His finger traced down Nannan's cheek, slowly resting beside her collar.

Nannan raised her leg and kicked at him.

Duan Qingfeng grabbed her ankle.

"Still dare to resist?"

Nannan struggled, and the iron chains behind her clanged against the stone wall.

Duan Qingfeng grabbed her shoulders, pressing her against the wall.

Xiao Niuzi watched this scene, his eyes instantly turning red.

"Let her go!"

He pulled at the chains on his hands with all his might, his wrists quickly chafed, and blood dripped from his palms onto the ground.

Duan Qingfeng was indifferent, still not letting go.

"You want me to let her go? Fine."

"Tell me what I want to know."

Xiao Niuzi's breathing grew heavier, but he did not speak.

Nannan immediately shouted at him:

"Xiao Niuzi, don't say anything!"

Duan Qingfeng reached out and covered her mouth.

"It's not your place to speak here."

Nannan opened her mouth and bit his hand.

Duan Qingfeng cried out in pain and quickly pulled his hand back.

Two rows of teeth marks appeared on the back of his hand.

Nannan raised her head and spat a mouthful of saliva onto his face.

"Beast!"

The smile on Duan Qingfeng's face disappeared.

He wiped the saliva from his face, raised his hand, grabbed Nannan's hair, and pulled her up from the ground.

Nannan frowned in pain.

Duan Qingfeng turned to look at Xiao Niuzi.

"I'll ask one more time."

"Who taught you to Cultivate?"

Xiao Niuzi gripped the iron bars tightly, his red eyes fixed on Nannan.

Seeing that he wouldn't speak, Duan Qingfeng grabbed Nannan's collar with his other hand and forcefully tore it sideways.

With a ripping sound.

The outer garment on Nannan's shoulder was torn open, revealing half of her fair shoulder and collarbone.

She quickly turned her body, trying to cover herself with the torn clothes, but her hands were chained behind her back, making it impossible.

Duan Qingfeng stared at her exposed shoulder, the greed in his eyes fully revealed.

"Indeed, a beauty."

"Beast, let her go!"

Xiao Niuzi slammed into the iron bars like a madman.

The chains clanged loudly as he pulled them, and the wounds on his wrists grew deeper.

Duan Qingfeng turned to look at him, placing his hand beside Nannan's torn collar.

"Now you know how to worry?"

"You'd better think carefully."

"This is the Baihe Sect's stone prison. Even if she screams until her throat is hoarse, no one will come in to save her."

Nannan endured the disgust in her heart and shouted at Xiao Niuzi:

"Don't say anything!"

"Even if you do, he won't let us go!"

Duan Qingfeng pulled her in front of him.

"It seems you still haven't figured out who's in charge here."

Xiao Niuzi had liked Nannan since childhood; Nannan had always known this.

They grew up together and could be considered childhood sweethearts.

A few days ago, they had even discussed going to Mo Shoutian in a few days to clarify their relationship.

But now, Xiao Niuzi could only watch helplessly as the person he cared about most was held by Duan Qingfeng, while he himself couldn't even leave this cell.

His hands gripped the iron bars tightly, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"Let her go..."

His voice was already somewhat hoarse.

"I beg you."

Duan Qingfeng heard these words and smiled again.

"Wouldn't it have been better to do this earlier?"

"Now tell me, where did Mo Family Village's Cultivation Technique come from?"

Just then, a whooshing sound suddenly came from above Mo Family Village.

A white figure flew from afar, moving so fast it was almost invisible.

The villagers in the courtyard heard the commotion and looked up at the sky.

"It's Xiaochuan!"

Someone shouted.

The duanshui sword landed in the courtyard, kicking up large amounts of accumulated snow.

"Xiaochuan is back!"

The villagers standing at the entrance quickly made way.

Mo Xiaochuan ignored the people around him and quickly walked towards the main hall.

The closer he got to the main hall, the clearer the sounds of weeping became.

His steps grew slower and slower.

Upon reaching the doorway, Mo Xiaochuan immediately saw Mo Shoutian lying on a door plank.

Liu Chunmei sat beside him, holding Mo Shoutian's already cold hand.

Five children surrounded the door plank, their eyes swollen from crying.

Mo Xiaochuan stood at the doorway, as if frozen in place.

Everyone inside also saw him.

"Xiaochuan..."