Zhong Ming proposed to take Qiandu out alone to extort a confession. Everyone was well aware of his intention.
Zhong Ming liked to use drugs, and he had aphrodisiacs that could make a woman beg for death. If he gave some to a little girl like Qiandu, let alone the glass mirror, even if he had to hand over something more important than the glass mirror, she would not refuse.
At that time, a woman would completely lose her mind and become a slave of lust. Zhong Ming could take whatever he wanted, naturally he could have whatever he wanted.
After listening to Zhong Ming's words, the other brothers looked envious.
Zhong Chang looked at Zhong Ming with a grin. "Fourth brother, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it alone, why don't I go help you? If something happens, we can take care of each other. "
The other brothers also wanted to go up and help, but there were already two people, and it was not appropriate to have more people.
So Zhong Bai said: "I'll wait for fourth brother to successfully extort a confession."
"Count me in."
The youngest Zhong Shan's face was cold, looking at Qiandu without any lust in his eyes, but he was extremely concerned about the glass mirror in her arms.
He was obsessed with the way of the sword, and hoped to become a strong cultivator of the Starry Sky, to become a sharp sword of the Changbai sword sect, a great flag. If he could get the help of the glass mirror, he would be closer to his goal.
Zhong Feng hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Finish it as soon as possible."
Not only did they have to get the glass mirror, but they also had to finish other things as soon as possible.
They had other tasks to accomplish this time, and delaying time was not good for them.
Of course, to be able to obtain a heaven-defying artifact like the glass mirror was a pleasant surprise for them.
Zhong Ming, with his elder brother's permission, was glowing, staring at Qiandu with a burning gaze. "Little sister, come with me?"
Qiandu's eyes were like knives, coldly staring at Zhong Ming. "If you dare touch me, I will commit suicide immediately."
Zhong Ming sighed softly and said: "Miss, you are so young, why do you keep talking about life and death all the time? Young and beautiful, with a superior family background, isn't it good to be alive? Let's go, let's find a private place to talk — — Maybe after the talk, you will like that feeling and no longer want to die. "
"Get lost." The magic flute in Qiandu's hand once again gathered power, its color turned light green, and then flickered a few times before finally dimming. Just now, while supporting the glass mirror to expand the Domain light cover to protect his body, while fighting with the Changbai six sons, the little bit of energy that he had accumulated with great difficulty was instantly exhausted.
It would probably be impossible to summon the Lightning Blade from the Magic Flute again.
Zhong Ming had a doting look on his face as he said, "The little girl's temper is quite stubborn …"
As he spoke, he raised his palm in front of Qiandu.
A cloud of white powder spread in front of Qiandu, and then dyed the water everywhere red.
Qiandu knew the danger and quickly held her breath.
But in the end, she was still a step too late. She breathed in the pure white translucent powder, and her head instantly became dizzy.
"Shameless bastard — —" Qiandu cursed aloud.
Knowing that she had been poisoned, she hurriedly used the internal energy cultivation method passed down in her family to force out the poison.
Zhong Ming understood her deep meaning, laughed and said, "Don't do that useless work. This medicine was called 'Vajra Unbreakable'. Even if a Vajra Arhat was poisoned by this medicine, he would most likely break his Golden Body and want to have sex with her. Let alone a little girl like you? Also, I forgot to remind you, don't think of using internal energy cultivation method to force it out. Once you use force, the aphrodisiac will only fuse with your blood faster, and the effect will be better — — Do you feel your body is burning up? "
Qiandu's forehead was dripping with sweat, her body was as hot as Zhong Ming had said.
She was extremely remorseful, she did not expect to fall into the hands of a villain, and suffer such a great humiliation.
If her father knew, he would certainly slaughter these despicable people, and the Changbai Sword Sect would never have a day of peace — — Unfortunately, she would never have the chance to see her parents again?
Qiandu did not want to be humiliated, and even more did not want to fall into the hands of these villains.
She did not have a weapon to commit suicide, and did not even have the strength to commit suicide.
Fortunately, she had other ways to think.
Her pupils were bloodshot, as if she had stayed up all night without sleeping.
Her vision was blurred, and she tried to look in the direction of Li Muyang, but all she could see were countless shadows entangled together.
"Li Muyang — —" Qiandu cried out sorrowfully.
At this moment, Li Muyang was her only friend and support.
Even if she had to leave, she had to say goodbye to Li Muyang first.
Li Muyang was burning with anxiety.
When he saw Qiandu being forced by the Changbai six sons to slam into the flame tombstone, he knew that the situation was extremely dangerous.
Although these people were from famous sects, but each one of them was not a good person.
And in this lawless Barren Land, no one could predict what kind of barbaric acts they would do.
He very much wanted to cut Zhong Yu down with his sword, but the Changbai seven sons really lived up to their reputation, their 'Wind and Rain Sword' was simply impenetrable.
Li Muyang attacked again and again, and was countered by him again and again. Most of the time, Zhong Ming would find an opportunity to deliver an extremely dangerous killing blow.
His cultivation level was not high, and was still at the lowest realm of the Empty Valley. Moreover, he did not have any attainments in the way of the sword. Most of the time, he relied on the unique skills left behind by the old dragon to escape danger.
With a body that had been fighting for a long time, against Zhong Ming, a rookie who had been immersed in the way of the sword for more than ten years, he really felt powerless. If he had not fused with the Tear of the Dragon King, he most likely would have been cut into mud by Zhong Ming.
His heart was full of anger, and the voice of the old dragon kept coming: Let me out, let me out — —
Li Muyang was in pain and hesitant.
He did not want to be bewitched by the old dragon, he did not want his identity to be exposed in front of people.
He was afraid, afraid that he would become the old dragon's servant, and even more afraid that he would not be able to defeat the Changbai seven sons, and the news that he was a dragon would be known to the world — —
When Li Muyang heard Qiandu's voice, there was an extremely bad feeling in his heart.
Although he could not look in the direction of Qiandu, but he could hear the grief and indignation and determination in Qiandu's voice.
"Qiandu wants to do something stupid." Li Muyang thought.
With Qiandu's character, she would only make such a choice when her life was threatened or her dignity was humiliated.
"Li Muyang — —" Qiandu's voice once again came to his ear.
Qiandu was in danger!
"Die."
"Die."
"All of you should die."
Li Muyang roared in a low voice.
Li Muyang no longer cared about anything else.
His eyes were blood red, and a layer of thick scales began to appear on his arms. The scales spread upward, covering his whole body.
His body was infinitely elongated, the sword in his hand fell, and his hands turned into sharp dark claws.
A huge horn grew on his forehead, and his whole body was filled with the aura of death.
A majestic black dragon soared in mid-air, his eyes like a copper bell staring at Zhong Ming in front of him.
Zhong Ming's pupils swelled, dumbstruck.
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