Qin Feiyang suppressed the anger in his heart, looked at Sima Kun and said: "If there's anything, just come at me, there's no need to make things difficult for a small character like him."
"Small character?"
"Indeed, he's just a small character."
"If it were someone else, a person like him would be thrown away like cannon fodder at any time."
"But you're different."
"You're Qin Feiyang."
"As long as it's the people around you, no matter how insignificant their strength is, you will treat them as important as your own life."
Sima Kun said.
"You really know me well."
Qin Feiyang said gloomily.
"Of course."
"Although I've never seen you before, I've had people investigate your character and conduct."
Sima Kun laughed.
Qin Feiyang said: "Then you should also know, what will happen to those who go against me in the end?"
"Little guy, don't be too confident."
"We're not the opponents you've encountered before."
"That's it!"
"Three days later, I'll come to find you personally. At that time, you must let me see your ability."
Sima Kun smiled proudly, grabbed the image crystal in Yan Wei's hand, and crushed it with a crack.
Immediately.
Everyone's shadows dissipated in front of Qin Feiyang's eyes.
"Damn it, damn it …"
Qin Feiyang roared towards the sky.
The anger that had been suppressed in his heart burst out in an instant.
The self-blame in the depths of his heart was like a tide, drowning him completely.
Last time at the miracle, Yan Wei could have already succeeded and retreated.
It was him who made Yan Wei, once again, return to the side of Zhuge Mingyang and the Imperial Preceptor.
In other words.
It was him who pushed Yan Wei into the fire pit with one hand.
All these years, Yan Wei had sacrificed too much for him.
He had always wanted to find an opportunity to make it up to Yan Wei, but now, he didn't even have the chance to make it up to him.
Why …
Why?!
People like the Fiend Ancestor, the Imperial Preceptor, and Mu Tianyang had always been living in this world, harming the human world.
However, a righteous and sincere person like Yan Wei had fallen into the hands of evil people …
God, can't you be a little more fair?
At this moment.
Qin Feiyang's heart was filled with hatred!
I hate this damned God!
That damned Fiend Ancestor!
Hate him even more, hate himself even more …
…
Shanghai!
Wind Moon Pavilion.
The entire VIP lounge was filled with a bone-piercing smell of blood.
The Imperial Preceptor's face was ferocious as he kept waving his dagger.
Flesh and blood splattered everywhere.
The flesh on Yan Wei's upper body had almost all been cut off. The ghastly white bones were a ghastly sight!
The black-haired old man and the shop assistant could not bear to watch such a bloody scene.
Because just looking at it made them feel unbearable.
However, Yan Wei's expression did not change in the slightest.
It was as if he had lost consciousness and could not feel any pain.
Of course.
Everyone knew that Yan Wei definitely did not lose consciousness.
He was relying on his strong willpower to endure the pain of being cut alive.
It was hard to imagine.
How strong was one's willpower to be able to do this?
Even though Yan Wei was their enemy, they couldn't help but admire him from the bottom of their hearts.
Even Sima Kun was the same.
In the face of the pain of being cut alive, no one would be able to remain calm.
But this person didn't even blink his eyes.
This kind of willpower was truly terrifying. Even he, an early stage wargod, was ashamed of his inferiority.
"Stop."
Suddenly.
Sima Kun waved his hand.
"En?"
The Imperial Preceptor was slightly taken aback. He withdrew his dagger and looked at Sima Kun suspiciously, asking, "Lord, what is the meaning of this?"
Sima Kun ignored him and looked at Yan Wei: "As expected of Qin Feiyang's man, no wonder he cares so much about you."
"Don't talk nonsense. If you want to kill me, then do it."
Yan Wei said expressionlessly.
"Haha …"
"Not afraid of death, you are a talent."
"How about this, follow me."
"As long as you are as loyal to me as you are to Qin Feiyang, I will give you whatever you want."
Sima Kun laughed.
"What?"
"Lord, he is a spy!"
The Imperial Preceptor's expression changed as he hurriedly said.
Sima Kun glanced at the Imperial Preceptor with an extremely unfriendly gaze and said, "When I don't ask you to speak, you'd better not interrupt."
"Yes!"
The Imperial Preceptor's pupils constricted as he hurriedly replied respectfully.
"The dignified Imperial Preceptor of the Great Qin, and now a wargod, is like a servant, nodding and bowing to others. Don't you think it's sad?"
Yan Wei looked at the Imperial Preceptor with a face full of ridicule.
These words undoubtedly poked the Imperial Preceptor's Achilles heel, and his old eyes flashed with a fierce light.
"You don't have to provoke him."
"Because even if you lend him a few hundred guts, he wouldn't dare to rebel against Lord Demon Ancestor."
"Zhuge Shenyun, am I right?"
Sima Kun glanced at Yan Wei and asked the Imperial Preceptor.
"Yes, yes, yes."
The Imperial Preceptor nodded repeatedly.
"You are indeed made to be a servant."
Yan Wei mocked.
The Imperial Preceptor glanced at Yan Wei, and a fierce look flashed across his face.
Sima Kun looked at Yan Wei and said, "Answer this Lord."
Yan Wei pondered for a moment, then grinned and said, "Just now, you said that as long as I follow you, you will give me whatever I want, right?"
"Yes."
Sima Kun nodded.
"Then I want Zhuge Shenyun's life!"
Yan Wei snickered.
"You are courting death!"
The Imperial Preceptor was furious, but he didn't dare to make a move because of Sima Kun.
"That won't do."
"Lord Demon Ancestor spent a lot of effort to nurture Zhuge Shenyun."
Sima Kun shook his head.
Yan Wei sneered, "Then what are you still talking about? Hurry up and kill me, or you will die in my hands sooner or later! "
"You?"
Sima Kun disdainfully looked at the black-haired elder and ordered, "Send him to the Demon Pagoda."
"Demon Pagoda?"
The black-haired elder was stunned.
The Imperial Preceptor was also stunned. After regaining his senses, he hurriedly said, "Lord, he is just a small fry, why are you sending him to the Demon Pagoda?"
"A small fry can deceive you for so many years, and you still have the nerve to be noisy?"
Sima Kun raised his eyebrows.
The Imperial Preceptor immediately lowered his head, his expression extremely ugly.
"Humph!"
"If this Lord had to choose, this Lord would rather choose him than you."
"Because he is more intelligent than you."
Sima Kun snorted and looked at the black-haired elder, "After reaching the Demon Pagoda, hand him over to King Yan."
With that, Sima Kun waved his hand and disappeared with the Imperial Preceptor.
"King Yan …"
The black-haired elder murmured, his expression was full of fear. He then looked at the servant and ordered, "Clean this place up, not a single trace of blood can be found."
"Yes."
The servant nodded.
Whoosh!
The black-haired elder grabbed Yan Wei and flew out of the window, flying out of the city.
"Demon Pagoda …"
"King Yan …"
The servant raised his head and looked at the black-haired elder's back, an imperceptible light flashed in his eyes. He then turned and strode out of the room, returning to the hall on the first floor.
"Servant, what happened up there?"
"Did Lord Sima Kun come back?"
When the people in the hall saw the servant coming down, they immediately asked at once.
"Nothing, nothing, just a small matter."
The servant shook his head and smiled, then walked to the counter and picked up a rag.
Suddenly!
The servant slapped his head and ran to the horse-faced servant next to him. He smiled and begged, "Brother, can you help me clean the VIP lounge?"
"Clean the VIP lounge?"
The horse-faced servant was stunned. He glanced at the customers around and whispered, "Just now, did a bloody incident happen up there?"
"Yes."
The servant nodded.
"As expected!"
The horse-faced servant narrowed his eyes and asked suspiciously, "You asked me to clean the VIP lounge, then what are you going to do?"
The servant said, "I suddenly remembered that I have something to do at home, so I have to go back and deal with it. Help me, I'll treat you to a drink next time."
The horse-faced servant's eyes lit up, and he chuckled, "You said it, don't go back on your word."
"We've known each other for so many years, do you think I'm the kind of person who goes back on my word?"
The servant snorted with some dissatisfaction, then stuffed the rag into the horse-faced servant's hand and smiled, "Don't worry, I promise I'll let you drink to your heart's content."
After that.
The servant turned and walked out of the restaurant, standing in the middle of the crowd on the street. He seemed to inadvertently look up at the restaurant, then sped up and quickly disappeared.
Outside the city!
The mountains were undulating, and the ancient trees towered into the sky.
There were traces of fierce beasts everywhere in the mountains.
And they were extremely strong.
Even Pseudo God level beasts could be seen everywhere.
After the black-haired elder left the city with Yan Wei, they went straight into the depths of the mountains.
Soon.
The shop assistant also left the city and stood on top of a mountain ridge. He glanced at the ferocious beasts in the mountains and took out a thumb-sized black jade pendant from his Qiankun Bag. He hung it around his neck and entered the mountains without looking back.
If Qin Feiyang was here, he would definitely be shocked.
That black jade pendant was actually made of Hidden Soul Stone!
As for the black-haired elder!
After going deep into the mountains for dozens of miles, he slowly slowed down, turned his head to look at Yan Wei, and sneered, "Do you know? You're very unlucky. "
"What do you mean?"
Yan Wei frowned.
"Although you saved your life, you'll fall into the hands of the Flame King soon."
"Do you know what kind of person the Flame King is?"
The black-haired elder said.
"I don't know."
Yan Wei shook his head.
"Let me tell you, he's a devil who eats people without spitting out the bones. Do you know what happened to those who fell into his hands?"
The black-haired elder didn't hide the gloating in his eyes.
"It's nothing more than living a life worse than death."
Yan Wei sneered.
"Uh!"
The black-haired elder was stunned, but he didn't show any fear.
But thinking about it, even in the face of such a cruel method of being skinned alive, other methods seemed to be nothing to this person.
However …
Yan Wei's disdainful attitude made the black-haired elder extremely unhappy.
Especially when he remembered that not long ago in the Wind Moon Pavilion, he actually nodded and bowed to this person. The anger in his heart surged uncontrollably.
Whoosh!
Immediately.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he swooped down with Yan Wei, and landed in a valley below.
"What are you doing?"
Yan Wei looked at him coldly.
"What am I doing?"
The black-haired elder smiled sinisterly, and threw Yan Wei to the ground.
Yan Wei's body was already full of scars, and now that the black-haired elder threw him, the heart-wrenching pain suddenly became more intense.
But Yan Wei still didn't even frown. He climbed up from the ground, and stared at the black-haired elder with a lifeless look, showing an extremely strong attitude.
(End of this chapter)
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