Blackie suddenly stretched out her hand, and a grayish-black energy claw condensed in the air, grabbing onto Song Xinghe's neck!
Song Xinghe's throat was immediately locked, and it was so painful that it was hard to breathe!
"Ugh... Black... Lord Blackie... I..." I was wrong... "Song Xinghe hurriedly begged for mercy.
Blackie sneered, "Song Xinghe, I think you're getting more and more arrogant …" You really dare to say anything …
Do you think that even if we siblings work together, we won't be a match for Ye Fan? In the end, we still have to rely on you to save us?
"" Little... "" I don't dare … "Song Xinghe's face flushed red.
Killing intent flashed in Blackie's eyes as she said, "Don't forget that I cultivate in soul black magic. Your act of using a substitute is meaningless in front of me. Your body can be changed, but your soul can't be changed.
If I can find you once, I can find you twice, thrice … Countless times … In front of me, you don't have any capital to be arrogant! "
After saying that, Blackie let go of Song Xinghe, whose face had already turned green.
Song Xinghe took a deep breath, his eyes filled with fear as he shrank there, not daring to say anything else.
"If it wasn't for the fact that you helped my brother heal his legs, I would have killed you just because of what you said just now!" Blackie coldly snorted, "A guy like you who only knows how to kidnap women, no wonder you can't defeat Lucifer."
Song Xinghe nodded repeatedly, "This lowly one …" "This lowly one understands, I will listen to Lord Blackie's instructions."
"No need to pretend, I know you're not convinced." Blackie disdainfully said, "You should also take a piss and take a look at yourself. Do you think you can fool me with your clumsy acting skills?
I've already given you a chance, given you money, and given you men, but in the end, not only did you fail to capture Lucifer's woman, you even lost your own men.
I'm afraid that woman called Tong Huizhen, after she goes to hell, will also be scolding you for your incompetence. "
Song Xinghe clenched his teeth, "She is just a bitch that I raised, a burden, her death is not enough …" Lord Blackie, I was just careless for a moment. Please believe me, I will definitely do better next time. "
"There won't be a next time," Blackie said coldly, "I only allowed you to send people to capture Lucifer's woman, but I didn't allow you to make any weapons to kill Lucifer.
Do you think I don't know that you're trying to kill Lucifer with a high-voltage electric fence?
You are too naive. If this could kill him, then how could the White Queen and the Holy Dragon Knights die? "
Song Xinghe's face was deathly pale. He had indeed tried to kill Ye Fan, and had even sacrificed Tong Huizhen, a woman who had lost her value to him.
It was just that he didn't expect that Blackie had long discovered his plan. She just didn't expose it.
Once Hei Ji refused to provide him with funds and manpower, it would be even more difficult for him to take revenge …
"Lord Blackie! I was wrong! I will no longer dare to make decisions on my own! "Song Xinghe hurriedly prostrated himself on the ground with a serious expression.
Originally, he had hoped to travel around the world and try to cultivate ancient martial arts or magic to defeat Ye Fan.
However, after traveling around during this period of time and hearing all kinds of news about Ye Fan from the underground world, he only felt that the gap between him and Ye Fan was getting bigger and bigger. It seemed impossible to rely on cultivation to take revenge.
Helpless, Song Xinghe could only consider creating weapons to kill Ye Fan from the perspective of technology.
However, he had to hide and burn money to do experiments. Without a financial pillar, it was impossible.
A few months ago, Blackie had gotten the news from somewhere and suddenly found him, wanting him to cure her younger brother, the Black Emperor.
Back then, after the battle between the Black Emperor and Ye Fan, he fell into the sea. His legs were severely injured and his legs were completely necrotic. To an ancient martial artist, it was impossible for them to display their full strength.
Therefore, Song Xinghe became a person of concealment. Using his skills, he regrown a pair of legs for the Black Emperor and even strengthened the Black Emperor's body functions.
It wasn't easy for him to find a place that could shelter him from the wind and rain, provide him with protection, and give him funds to do research. Song Xinghe didn't want to return to the days of a stray dog.
Moreover, he couldn't lie in front of Blackie. Blackie's soul black magic was the nemesis of his bionic technology!
"Don't try to play any tricks in front of me. For trash like you to be able to survive in the underground world until now, you should be grateful. Do you understand?" Blackie said coldly.
"This lowly one understands. Thank you, Lord Blackie, for not killing me …" Song Xinghe trembled as he prostrated himself, his eyes filled with resentment …
… ….
Inside the secret base, a room used by employees to rest had now become Feng Yue Ying's cell.
Feng Yue Ying's eyes were red as she sat on a chair. In front of her were some fruits and snacks, as well as some water.
She didn't cry for long before she quietened down. This was because she realized that crying was useless. Nothing she did would be able to help Ye Fan.
The disappointment in her heart made Feng Yue Ying continuously hate herself … From the moment she met Ye Fan, she had always been protected by men, but she … It seemed that she couldn't do anything.
At this moment, the door opened and Fog Night walked in.
As soon as the girl entered, one of the Fusang soldiers guarding the door quickly closed it.
"Sister Feng …" Fog Night called out softly.
Feng Yue Ying raised her head and said bitterly, "Xiao'er, do you really want to go this far? Do you really not believe in Ye Fan?"
"Sister Feng, you can't understand. You've known since you were young the pain of having your entire family killed …" You won't understand how uncomfortable it is to be alone and have no relatives.
Don't ask too much about this matter. I just wanted to tell you that you can stay here without worry. I won't let them hurt you … "Fog Night said faintly.
Feng Yue Ying stood up and walked in front of Fog Night. She forcefully grabbed the girl's shoulders and said, "I don't understand, but can your Brother Ye Fan not understand!?
Have you ever thought about why he didn't let you meet him at the hotel and was willing to come to this unfamiliar base?
All of this was because he chose to trust you unconditionally! He was willing to step into dangerous situations. For you, he was willing to take risks! "
Fog Night bit his lower lip, his eyes red, and he remained silent.
"I don't know what it feels like to lose all your family members …" But I know very well that a true family member would definitely hope that their family member could be safe and happy!
I don't know if that grandfather of yours is a fake made by Song Xinghe, but I am sure of one thing. If he really is your grandfather, he shouldn't urge you to take revenge and let you, his only granddaughter, risk your life!
You resent Ye Fan for not helping you, for not bringing you to the previous generation's Dragon King, for not bringing you to the clan … But think about it carefully, all he did was to protect you, didn't he!? "
"Sister Feng, stop talking!" My grandfather is not fake! "No!" Fog Night shouted.
Feng Yue Ying cried in pain, "I am just a useless woman, I can't help him, I will only drag him down, but Xiao'er … Even if I die here today, I must still say what's in my heart!
In fact, you're also doubting whether your grandfather is still alive or not! You just don't dare to face it! I don't want to question it!
Because you are too eager to have family, you don't want to believe that he is fake!
Calm down, temporarily put aside those blood feuds, and calmly think about it … Is your Brother Ye Fan really that kind of selfish person?
Xiao'er, compared to a grandfather who suddenly appeared out of nowhere and didn't know if he was real or fake, who really grew up with you? Are you really worthy of the master who raised you by doing this? "
Fog Night's delicate body trembled as she stared blankly at Feng Yue Ying. In her eyes, Feng Yue Ying had always been a docile and weak woman.
But at this moment, she seemed to be able to feel the explosive power in the woman's body, something hysterical …
After a long silence, the wooden-faced Fog Night slowly took Feng Yue Ying's hand away.
She turned around and walked out of the room.
"Sister Feng …" "Rest for a while, you're tired …"
Fog Night walked out of the room and the door was closed again.
Feng Yue Ying bit her lower lip in disappointment. After thinking quietly for a while, her beautiful eyes gradually became resolute.
The woman looked around and found a small mirror on the table. She walked over, picked up the mirror, and threw it to the ground!
"Clang!"
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