Chapter 7050
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Ziran's face was ashen. Although he didn't know what had just happened, it was obvious that Qing Ji had seen through it.
That damned guy!
Di Shaofeng and Baili Yunyan's eyes were filled with guilt. Ziran had finally thought of a way to save them, but they didn't expect it to end up like this.
"They're just a few small fries. There's no need to be angry. Killing them will serve as an example to others." Qing Ji said indifferently.
Ning Kaiyong's attitude towards Qing Ji was clearly much better. "Oh? Does Lord Qing Ji have any good suggestions? "
"For such a daring guy who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, tearing him apart is the best result."
Qing Ji's face rippled with a careless smile, but her words were extremely vicious.
"Haha, Lord Qing Ji is indeed a genius. Not only is her strength outstanding, but her thoughts are also very good."
Ning Kaiyong waved his hand. "Men, go prepare."
"Yes!"
Ning Yaoyao looked at Di Shaofeng with emotion. She had finally taken a fancy to a good-looking man, but she didn't expect him to end up being torn apart by five horses.
However, since Ning Kaiyong had already said this, the result couldn't be changed.
Five horses were quickly found. Ning Kaiyong's gaze fell on Ziran. "This guy is the most troublesome. Let's get rid of him first."
Ning Yang immediately stood up and tied the rope to Ziran's hands, legs, and neck. As for the other end, he tied it to the horse.
Ziran didn't say anything. There was no way to reverse the situation. Although it was painful to die like this, it was better than being slowly tortured.
"Ziran, I'm sorry."
Di Shaofeng's eyes were also wet. An indescribable sense of guilt spread in his heart.
He wanted to do something, but the only thing he could do now was to wait for death.
Wen Ziran laughed heartily. "What's there to be sorry about? We'll still be brothers in hell!"
Di Shaofeng's lips also curved into a smile. "Of course."
"Do it!"
Da da!
The sound of hooves rang out as the five horses ran in different directions at the same time. The cultivators of the Ning Clan had already given them enough space.
What followed was bound to be blood splattered on the spot. They did not want to be stained with blood.
Ziran closed his eyes. As a cultivator, he had long expected that this day would come at any time. However, such a way of dying was beyond his expectations.
A huge force came from his four limbs, and his body could be torn apart at any time.
Just as he was waiting for the pain of death, he suddenly realized that it took longer than he expected. It was so long … that he started to wonder if he was already dead.
"Open your eyes."
Ziran could not help but open his eyes when he heard a familiar chuckle. He suddenly realized that Di Beichen was right beside him.
"Oh my god, I'm about to die and I'm still hallucinating. But why isn't it Ying Ying in the hallucination? It's Beichen!"
Di Beichen looked at Ziran's blank face and a trace of helplessness appeared in his eyes.
This guy's mind was indeed different from ordinary people!
"Don't be in a daze. Do you want Beichen to keep holding you up?" Baili Hongzhuang smiled helplessly.
It was only at this moment that Wen Ziran realized that something was amiss.
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