Super Resolution System

When he turned his attention to Lin Yaoyang, he found out that Lin Yaoyang had grabbed his four legs together and tied them all together with the Fairy Bundle Rope in his hand.    

    

When the Fairy Bundle Rope tied him up, Ke Lia originally wanted to resist. When he used the Qi in his body, in an instant, the meridians in his circulating Qi became extremely narrow. The circulation speed of the Qi became incomparably slow. There was no longer any speed to speak of.    

    

Gradually, Ke Lia seemed to be unable to feel the existence of this Qi in his body. All of them were suppressed by the mysterious energy that came from the Fairy Bundle Rope.    

    

Lin Yaoyang hung Ke Lia upside down and placed him on a rack inside. He looked like he was really going to turn Ke Lia into a roasted suckling pig.    

    

Ke Lia's eyes were flickering with fear. He thought that he was really going to be killed and eaten by Lin Yaoyang.    

    

However, after Lin Yaoyang tied him to a stick, he walked away and ignored him. He walked straight to his bed.    

    

He was the only one left hanging on the stick. After Lin Yaoyang laid on the bed, exhaustion crazily rushed into his head. Lin Yaoyang looked at Chang Wushi and said, "Senior, you can do whatever you want! I'll go to sleep first. I'm really too tired."    

    

Before Lin Yaoyang could finish his words, he saw that Chang Wushi had already sat cross-legged on Lin Yaoyang's clothes and started meditating. He had no idea what Lin Yaoyang was talking about.    

    

Lin Yaoyang was a little speechless. As expected of a veteran expert. He had already started meditating and cultivating, and he still wanted to sleep.    

    

However, Lin Yaoyang was not embarrassed. He always believed that he could enjoy himself at the right time. Furthermore, Lin Yaoyang had never slacked off in his cultivation, so sleeping was not a waste of time for him.    

    

Seeing that Chang Wushi had already entered into a meditative state, Lin Yaoyang could not disturb him anymore. He lay on the bed with his eyes closed. Not long after, he also fell asleep.    

    

Very soon, the room was completely quiet. Only Lin Yaoyang's calm and steady breathing could be heard.    

    

Only Ke Lia was hanging upside down on the pole, unable to move. His heart was filled with despair, and he felt as if his pig had lost all hope.    

    

Ke Lia suppressed the foul smell in his mouth and kept silent for a while. Suddenly, his eyes lit up! He felt that he could not give up so easily!    

    

He had to think of a way to escape this devil cave, find his aunt, and ask Lin Yaoyang, this devil, to call out his life.    

    

No! He couldn't let Lin Yaoyang get away with this easily. He had to let Lin Yaoyang swallow the stinky piece of clothing in the innermost part of his body. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to understand this anger.    

    

He had to resist! This was the only thing that Ke Lia was thinking about. Ke Lia started to shake on the pole. Although all four of Ke Lia's legs were tied up by Lin Yaoyang, and his Qi was suppressed by the Fairy Bundle Rope, he couldn't use any of it. But no matter what, Ke Lia was still a martial master.    

    

The nourishment of Qi on his body was very effective. This kind of Carnal Power and Fairy Bundle Rope couldn't be suppressed.    

    

Ke Lia started to sway on the small side of the bamboo stick, wondering if he could break it.    

    

The heavens did not disappoint people. This bamboo stick was used by Lin Yaoyang to dry his clothes. It was not a very thick stick. As Ke Lia shook it, it actually showed a trace of cracks.    

    

Ke Lia saw this and his face revealed a joyful expression. At that moment, Ke Lia seemed to have seen victory and started to shake it with all his might.    

    

What he saw in his eyes was Lin Yaoyang kneeling in front of him and begging for mercy after he called over the Non-tribulation Godly Tiger to support him.    

    

At this moment, Ke Lia's heart was filled with an unprecedented firmness. He began to shake his body without saying a word.    

    

To be honest, Ke Lia had lived for so long, and there had never been a matter where his superiors put so much effort into. Looking at the cracked bamboo pole, Ke Lia felt as if he was looking at his father's murderer. He gritted his teeth in his heart.    

    

After Ke Lia persisted in shaking the bamboo pole for almost an hour, finally... Ke Lia was about to lose hope. In his heart, he cursed this bamboo pole that looked like it was about to break countless times.    

    

A clear "Ka La" sound was heard.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

A dull sound was heard. Ke Lia finally broke the bamboo pole and fell to the ground.    

    

Ke Lia only felt that his internal organs began to shake as if they had been torn apart by the fall. Although Ke Lia fell to the ground with a happy expression, he did not dare to make any moves.    

    

The sound just now was not small. He was afraid that Lin Yaoyang would be woken up by the sound and be tortured again. Maybe something bad would come into his mouth.    

    

Ke Lia lied on the ground and pretended to be dead. He waited for almost a quarter of an hour. There was no movement around him. Ke Lia struggled to open his eyes. Carefully looking around, Lin Yaoyang was still sleeping on the bed. Obviously, he did not wake up because of this sound.    

    

However, because of the sound, Lin Yaoyang turned around and walked into the wall.    

    

Ke Lia cursed in his heart, "This human slept so soundly, like a pig!"    

    

As soon as Ke Lia finished speaking, he felt a little awkward. Wasn't he just a pig?    

    

Ke Lia had a fever on his face, but he didn't care about that. He looked at Chang Wushi's position again and saw that Chang Wushi was still sitting in his original position with his eyes closed.    

    

Ke Lia turned around and started to rub his body hard. He slowly moved toward the door of the cottage.    

    

What Ke Lia didn't notice was that although Chang Wushi was sitting there with his legs crossed, when Ke Lia started to move his body, Chang Wushi showed a trace of a smile on his face.    

    

Ke Lia naturally did not know about these things. No matter how dirty the ground was, he could not care less about the black paint on his body. His only goal now was to go outside the house.