Imperial God Emperor: 0233, cold frost

The little officer just woke up and almost was stunned by the horrible punishment. The whole person was paralyzed, his body's plasma and sweat mixed together, his hands and feet twitched unconsciously, and only the last weak breath was left.

The horror power of [Ghost Brand] is really terrible.

"Ha Ha Ha! OK!"

"It looks like that kid is satisfied now."

A group of people laughed again.

Qi Yong is a bit drunk.

He stood up swaying, full of wine, walking with a bowl of wine, waving his hand to let the Violet Seven Stars Sect disciple aside.

"Oh!"

A bowl of wine was poured on the little officer's body without a complete skin.

The latter was awakened by this severe pain again, Qi Yong smirked, holding the young officer's hair in a pinch, stunned already's weak moan, and shot the bow directly and negatively. Ten loud slaps directly swelled the little officer's only fairly complete face.

"You are not a long-sighted mess, but a little broken officer, that day you dare to show up, not to allow the medic to heal Lao Tzu. This time you fall into Lao Tzu's hands, how do I want to spoil you, Just how to concoct you, hey, how about you being an officer of Youyan army? I did n’t know if I played you here today. "

Qi Yong smiled.

Breaking one arm is tantamount to ruining his martial arts future.

He obviously felt that these days, his perfunctory and indifferent to himself with his fellow teachers and brothers.

No one stubbornly respected him as he used to, and looked at him with some pity. Even the elders and big men who had valued him in the past in Sect, obviously gave up on himself, Qi Yong Fell into deep despair, on the verge of collapse and madness, like a wild beast already went crazy, anxious to destroy everything in front of him.

Papa!

Qi Yong vented his anger in a loud voice, and did not rest on his hands, and continued to slap his head.

He can't wait to kill Ye Qingyu who broke his arm.

But he knows that's not possible.

In front of Ye Qingyu, like an ant bug, you can press yourself with one finger.

When he was desperate, he suddenly heard the sound of wind. It seems that there is a big man on it who wants to move Ye Qingyu, and has joined a lot of Sect players to do something secretly.

Qi Yong immediately recommended himself.

When this secretly united force decided to start with the people around Ye Qingyu and do something, Qi Yong immediately realized that the opportunity was coming.

The first time he said existence of the small officer.

No one else knows that there is some subtle connection between this little officer and Ye Qingyu.

Qi Yong is not very sure.

But it doesn't matter much.

Qi Yong does this, on the one hand, to show his value to the people above, on the other hand, to avenge personal revenge, anyway, there is no loss to a person who bites in, since this little officer used to be someone Ye Qingyu It doesn't matter if he kills him. The world has long been unjust, and it has nothing to do with being innocent.

Anyway, what Qi Yong needs now is venting.

As long as he can make Ye Qingyu regret and make Ye Qingyu feel pain, what can he do.

"Haha! Didn't you have a hard mouth that day? It's not like I was concocted like a dead pig ..."

Qi Yong laughed loudly.

He stuck the little officer's throat in his hand and raised his swollen cheek to his eyes.

"Say! What is your relationship with Ye Qingyu! Is he secretly colluding with Demon Race? As long as you confess and explain it clearly, I can give you a lot of joy ..."

At this time, already was tortured to a small military officer who opened his eyes slightly.

He frowned slightly, without much anger in his eyes.

But he opened his mouth, but gave Qi Yong an answer that made him angry:

"I don't know Marquis Ye."

Damn it!

You're looking for death!

I'm almost tortured into a dog. This kid has always been like this from beginning to end.

The eyes of Qi Yong suddenly burst out of their orbits.

A surge of fire and gas surged up, Qi Yong could no longer restrain his anger, directly took the [Ghost Branding] next to him and pressed it **** the forehead of the small officer again!

Oh!

The burning pain of the soul cannot be described in words.

The little officer's body was furiously struggling again. The iron shackles almost holding his hands and feet were opened, and the torture frame was shaking madly.

"Brother Qi, you should calm down first, don't kill him, we haven't got the confession yet."

The disciples of 7-star aside quickly came to discourage.

"Brother Yong, sit beside you, don't be tired of you, let's pack another one, and promise to knock out some dry goods for you from his mouth!"

Qi Yong snorted and finally sat down.

At the same time, another Sect disciple beside him with a naked face, shirtless, and black hair, like a big bear, stood up with a sneer and said, "There are two pigs, play this for a while Let ’s play with that for a while, do n’t give up on others, Ha Ha Ha ... ”

He laughed, one of them lifted a bucket of cold wine from the side, and poured directly on the head of the young soldier Sang Fusheng who was locked on another torture rack.

Ah ... wow ... keke ...

The young armorer was awakened suddenly by cold water.

A violent cough sounded, and a lot of blood was scooped out, which showed that the body was not bad.

The cold wine poured into the wound was as painful as salt.

"Oh ... Shutan ... haha, open your eyes and watched a group of beasts, it's fine, you are still alive, I'm very happy!"

Jia Shi opened his eyes, but a sharp smile appeared on his face.

His temperament is much stronger than that of a small officer. He just woke up and saw the disciples 7-star in front of him. Coldly smiled, and every word was like a sword in collision and friction, which contained a kind of The smell of hatred shuddering.

"Why, do you want revenge? We do live well, but unfortunately you can not live long ... haha, want revenge, next life."

The Sect disciple's face is full of jokes.

The young man Sang Fusheng just smiled at Coldly, too lazy to talk again.

‘Black Dog Bear’ shuddered and came to the soldier.

"Little miscellaneous, you listen well, today is the last chance your grandpa gave you, as long as you are willing to come out to correct your boss Liu Zongyuan collusion with Demon Race, and admit that Ye Qingyu and Liu Zongyuan have been plotting overnight! Grandpa can put it now You go out, good wine and good meat, beautiful women's money is all out, but if you talk hard, look at the trash next to you, you will only be ten times worse than him! "

The outline of a poisonous conspiracy is vaguely drawn from the discourse of this 7-star disciple.

When Ye Qingyu outside the door heard this, already understood the general context.

That's it.

That's it.

This turned out to be the case.

"Hey ... haha ​​... Ha Ha Ha!" The young soldier Sang Fusheng laughed like an ridiculous joke like this: "Only you? Just the clutter in your ditch, you These filthy dregs, actually want to move my family and Marquis Ye? It's ridiculous idiot ... Poor, you don't know what you are doing, shook the big tree, Ha Ha Ha Ha ... "

The laughter is like the roar of a Ginger iron horse.

There is a discoloring power and momentum that permeates from the weak but deafening laughter of Sang Fusheng.

In the execution room, everyone in Sect changed their color.

"Fuck! Toasting, not eating, drinking and punishing !! I've made you talk so much !!!" 'Black Dog Bear' became so angry and sneered: "Even if it is a piece of pig iron, it will fall on me In your hand, you have to spit out a piece of meat. If you want to hold it hard, hey, then, as you want, let you taste the taste of survival can not die, and see how long you can sustain! "

The voice doesn't fall.

He picked up an iron tribulus next to him, and wrist shuddered, shaving like a lightning towards the young man's face.

"Try it now." The young man with a contemptuous smile on his face, not even blinking his eyes: "Come to tickle the grandpa, I really want to see, how do you make pig iron Meaty. "

"Lao Tzu has abolished half of your face, squinted your eyeball, and see how hard you are!"

‘Black Dog Bear’ sneered, and Tribulus terrestris swept directly toward the young man ’s face.

But just before the genus Tribulus was about to shave, it stopped suddenly.

Difficult to enter.

‘Black Dog Bear’ hesitates, and then moves.

But it's still difficult to move in the slightest, as if it was fixed.

He noticed something wrong and his expression was full of surprise.

He could n’t understand why his arm suddenly stopped listening, suddenly stiffened, and lost his intuition until he was surprised to find out, I do n’t know when a faint layer of silver frost filled it. On his arm.

"What's going on? I ..." The black dog bear was extremely shocked.

The moment he lowered his head, he suddenly realized that not only his arm, but most of his body, and the area under his neck were covered by this layer of frost, except that the neck could be twisted slightly. Part of the root originally is difficult to move in the slightest, the thin layer of frost, as if the world's hardest imprisonment, completely sealed him.

He stared blankly at the others.

On the ground, I don't know when already will be covered with silver frost.

The white jade-like black ice is flowing like a liquid, and it fills the entire cell silently. Not far away, Qi Yong and others are bewildered and horrified. I saw the white jade frost flowing past, like a poisonous snake. The heels of these people then spread to their bodies along their legs and feet, and instantly covered most of their bodies ...

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Tomorrow night, there will be an interview in the Post Bar, Heavenly Reign Emperor Post Bar, a more formal event with a lot of gifts, and a lottery. To be honest, I will be jealous of the prizes, around 8 tomorrow night, everyone Come and post it, just in case you win.