The Immortal Sect traitor is also gaining favor in the Demon Prison today

[A bounty has been posted anonymously to steal the mission of Yan Rouwan's cat lover from Shuiyue Xianmen. ]

[The recipient has already accepted the task. 】

[Has sneaked into Shuiyue Xianmen, mission progress: 30%. ]

……

Sleep from day till dark.

Near the evening, when Sang Zhe woke up in a daze and went to the toilet, he heard Zhang Xiaoying's gentle call at the door:

"Master, there is a black box at the door."

"understood."

The efficiency is still as high as before, Sang Zhe thought.

Holding his belt, Sang Zhe walked to the door yawning and looked at Zhang Xiaoying squatting next to the box with a curious look on his face.

"Master, what's in it?"

"It's a torture device."

Sang Zhe showed a sinister and cunning smile: "This is a torture instrument specially prepared for Yan Rouwan."

"Not only can it make people depressed and lose their focus on work, it can also lead to severe addiction, making people feel uncomfortable and unable to live or die if they are away from it for a day."

"Even if used for a long time, it can cause people to hallucinate and see it as a humanoid companion..."

Although Zhang Xiaoying didn't understand what it meant.

But she thought it must be something terrible.

It's the kind of thing that will give kids nightmares after watching it.

It seemed that the master always came up with many bizarre torture instruments, each of which could scare the subject to death.

I think Yan Rouwan is going to suffer a lot this time.

"correct."

Sang Zhe suddenly remembered something and turned around and said, "Go buy a bigger cage before the shops in town close."

"Go to the back hill and get a bag of fine stones to use as cat litter. Don't let it poop everywhere in the house at night."

Zhang Xiaoying: “……?”

Isn't it a torture device?

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3. Something is wrong with this maid

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Yan Rouwan has been locked up for three days.

Except for the first day when he met Sang Zhe, the entire prison was empty for the remaining two days.

The torture and forced confession that he had expected did not occur.

I feel like I have been forgotten.

In fact, she had already prepared herself mentally the moment she was caught by the demon.

She knew that what was waiting for her would be the darkest hell.

In the past few days, she has thought of all the cruelest punishments she can think of.

She was beaten, drugged, tortured, and even insulted by the pervert Sang Zhe.

But Yan Rouwan is the disciple of the head of Shuiyue Xianmen. She has a noble character and pure mind since childhood, and hates the devil to the core.

She could never accept compromise with the devil.

Therefore, she placed all her hopes on committing suicide.

Sang Zhe was just an ordinary demon disciple, and was a nobody before he defected from the Immortal Sect. If he insulted and angered him with just a few words, he might kill him.

As long as I can find a chance to end my life, I will not bring disgrace to my master.

Yan Rouwan thought silently.

At this moment, lights suddenly lit up in the dim prison.

Yan Rouwan heard the man humming a familiar and brisk song, and immediately scolded him harshly:

"Sang Zhe! Either you kill me directly, or don't even think about getting any words out of me!"

Sang Zhe ignored her.

"I'm telling you, it's useless even if you catch me! Sooner or later, the Sect Master and the sisters will personally cut you into pieces and avenge me!"

Sang Zhe still ignored her.

Just as Yan Rouwan was still thinking about some more offensive words, a soft cry echoed throughout the prison.

"Meow~~~"

She was stunned.

Yan Rouwan then understood clearly why Sang Zhe ignored her.

Under the dim candlelight, Sang Zhe was holding a snow-white ragdoll cat in his arms, teasing it with a doting and happy look on his face:

"Suck, suck, suck, my dear. Come and let me kiss you."

The puppet's body was as white as snow, spotless, its white fur was thick and soft, its bright eyes stared at Sang Zhe's fingers intently, and it licked them gently with its kitten tongue.

After seeing the cat clearly, Yan Rouwan's body trembled violently and her emotions suddenly became extremely excited.

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"Jiaojiao!"

That's my cat.

"Impossible! Sang Zhe!"

"Jiaojiao is clearly in the Immortal Gate, how could you catch it?" She struggled desperately.

“Don’t worry, Senior Sister Yan.” Sang Zhe looked relaxed: “It’s just a coincidence.”

"Yesterday, I was half asleep when my maid said there was a stray cat at the door, meowing non-stop and refusing to leave."

"I am a kind-hearted person. I couldn't bear to see a cute cat being wronged, so I took it in out of compassion."

"Oh~" Sang Zhe suddenly pretended to be enlightened, "So this is actually Senior Sister Yan's cat."

"I think Senior Sister Yan was captured, and it was worried about its master, so it came all the way here to look for her."

"What a psychic little baby~" He scratched the cat's chin frivolously.

The cat seemed to purr comfortably a few times, and its soft kitten tongue continued to lick Sang Zhe's fingers tirelessly.

That action is very familiar to a cat-obsessed person like Yan Rouwan.

…He put catnip on his fingers!

"You are kidding me!"

Yan Rouwan's voice was already filled with hatred: "Sang Zhe, let me tell you. Don't think that I will give in just because you threaten me with Jiaojiao!"

"I...I will never fall into the devil's door!"

"Oh, Senior Sister Yan really wronged me."

Sang Zhe said innocently, "I'm not threatening you."

"It just so happens that raising raccoon slaves has become popular among the demons recently, and I saw that this little baby has a connection with me, so I thought about adopting him."

"Senior Sister Yan... you won't blame me, right?"

He blinked his big, innocent eyes at Yan Rouwan.

Yan Rouwan wished she could eat Sang Zhe alive at this moment.

But with her entire body's cultivation destroyed and her meridians sealed, she could only watch her beloved cat crying sweetly in Sang Zhe's arms.

Every soft and graceful meow was like a needle piercing her heart.

"Jiaojiao..."

Her face was pale, and her beautiful eyes were filled with tears of grief and regret.

"Mom is sorry for you. I didn't protect you well... I let you fall into the hands of the wicked and suffer this humiliation..."

"It's my fault... I'm sorry..."

Looking at Yan Rouwan's sad face and crying.

Sang Zhe silently called up the system in his heart.

"System, what's going on?"

[Yan Rouwan: Strategy progress, 10%.]

"Only ten percent?"

Sang Zhe frowned fiercely.

As expected of the Shuiyue Immortal Sect's head disciple. His character is quite firm.

I thought I had gotten her beloved cat, and I had conquered more than half of it. I didn't expect it was only 10%.

No.

Increase the dosage.

After a little thought, Sang Zhe came up with a plan in his mind.

"I had planned that if Fairy Yan confessed, I would let you reunite with your beloved cat."

"Since the fairy is so determined... it seems that her feelings for her beloved cat are not that deep." He jokingly said calmly.

Although Yan Rouwan's beautiful eyes were red and she was in tears, she still said cruelly:

"I, I've already let Jiaojiao down, I can't let Master down again. Don't let your wishful thinking go on!"

"Oh, that's a pity."

Sang Zhe sighed regretfully, then stood up, holding the cat and turned away.

"Then Fairy Yan will have to stay for a few more days. I will come to see you in two days."

"Jiaojiao...Jiaojiao! Jiaojiao, how can I live without you, Jiaojiao, wuwuwu!"

Behind him, Yan Rouwan’s miserable cries were still echoing.

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I went back home with the cat in my arms.

After returning home, Sang Zhe threw the cat into the house and let it play by itself. Then he sat at the table and seriously thought about how to perfect the strategy to conquer Yan Rouwan.

I don’t know when, a cup of cool and refreshing sour plum soup appeared in front of me.

"Master, you look so sad, is it because your work is not going well?" Zhang Xiaoying asked casually while putting ice cubes into his cup.

“It’s a little bit of a setback.”

(Qianxun) 5

Sang Zhe was not dejected, but said in annoyance: "It seems that we need to prepare some other props."

"I'll have to trouble you to go to town again tonight."

"Just leave it to me." Zhang Xiaoying said gently.

After taking a sip of sour plum soup, Sang Zhe felt refreshed. He stretched himself and felt a little sleepy.

"Xiaoying, I'm a little sleepy."

"I will now help my master undress and go to sleep."