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Chapter 422: Eunuch You

Chapter 422: Eunuch You

From time to time there is a clear breeze above the sky.

The breeze blew away the cotton-like clouds, which were extremely soft.

It can be said to be more gentle and lighter than the tenderest lover's hand.

The breeze blew Song Qingshu's blood-colored robe, and the blood coat was scattered under the dome.

Song Qingshu raised a chuckle at the corner of his mouth and snapped his fingers in the breeze.

The breeze above the sky flew from all around and gathered above the soul on the golden ball of light.

The extremely gentle wind fell on the body of the golden soul.

So the gentle breeze also brought unbearable pain to this golden soul.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly felt an irresistible chill.

The cold body trembled slightly, and there was some frost in the breath between the golden lips.

Although the golden Yuanling has warmth in his body, it is also golden.

But at this time, there was no even an inch of intact skin on him.

The little meat attached to the body is about to be cut clean.

The breeze blew his body directly on his white bones.

Blowing directly on his viscera wrapped in film, how cruel punishment is not painful?

How can I not be cold?

They all say that the chill is piercing, and I am afraid that no one can understand this horrible feeling of chill better than him.

"Because I offended you, so you want to torture me like this?"

The existence in the golden ball of light roared like a wounded wolf king.

Song Qingshu shrugged and said inconclusively:

"So what? What can you do?"

Stop talking.

Song Qingshu shook his bright red robe again.

Brush it.

All of a sudden the cold wind in the sky blew the existence in the golden ball of light.

The wind has gradually become sharper from the unusual gentleness before.

So the existence in the golden ball couldn't help screaming.

There was a howl like a pig in the ball of light.

"Yuhua Tianmen!"

"I will never spare you, Song Qingshu, let's go to Huangquan together with me!"

I don't know how long after the screaming.

The existence in the golden ball of light finally couldn't bear the huge pain from his body, and shouted to Song Qingshu in a roaring tone.

"Yuhua Tianmen?"

"What kind of existence is that?"

Song Qingshu heard the roar from the golden ball of light, and for a moment he stopped his interrogation of the golden infant.

Then Song Qingshu raised his brows and asked.

The moment Song Qingshu stopped torture the golden ball of light.

The existence in the golden ball of light suddenly shattered the golden light shield like an orange lamp.

"Curse Seal!"

With a scream.

The existence in the golden ball of light went straight into Song Qingshu's left chest.

Turned into a black font, engraved on Song Qingshu's body.

Puff!

A cloud of white mist suddenly burned up on Song Qingshu's left chest, which looked very strange.

Song Qingshu frowned as he felt the white smoke rising from his left chest.

Immediately, Song Qingshu mobilized the vitality aura in his body to suppress his chest.

No matter how Song Qingshu's blood flowed back, the temperature of his body surface was surging like boiling soup.

But the black handwriting engraved on Song Qingshu's left shoulder is still clearly visible.

"Don't you really want to know who the group of people from Yuhua Tianmen are?"

In the golden ball of light, there was a hideous look in Song Qingshu's playful smile.

Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows and said:

"speak!"

The existence in the golden ball of light raised his eyebrows coldly and laughed wildly:

"Hahaha!"

"Song Qingshu, at this time I don't care if you recognize or not know us Yuhua Tianmen."

"Because in the rest of your life, you will inevitably be chased and killed as a dog by the eclosion of Tianmen!"

Song Qingshu frowned.

So the punishment that stopped just now starts again.

"You are so loud."

Song Qingshu looked at the existence in the golden ball of light coldly. After a long silence, logically speaking, the existence in the golden ball of light now has no physical pain and is already numb because of pain.

Although the existence in the golden ball of light should not feel any coolness.

But what happened next was facing the existence in this golden ball of light.

It's not too much to describe it as a terrible pain.

Song Qingshu's two fingers merged slightly, before slashing down at the golden ball of light, Song Qingshu smiled and said, "Last chance!"

"Tell me everything you know."

The person who responded to Song Qingshu was still indifferent.

So Song Qingshu sneered helplessly and cut off his finger.

puff!

A soft sound rang in the golden ball of light.

Then the existence in the golden ball of light looked down with difficulty.

I saw that his own legs were completely bloody after the sound just now, and he had a very important thing disappeared, although this thing was not usually taken by him.

But this is the dignity of a man after all.

So the existence in the golden ball of light felt incredible for a while.

Then he felt the unbearable pain hit.

This pain reached the heart, so violent that he almost fainted in just a moment.

Yuan Ling's lower abdomen and thighs in the golden ball kept twitching.

The pieces of flesh and blood remaining on it kept swinging, and the picture looked very bloody.

"You dare to castrate me?!"

The existence in the golden ball of light reached out and held it under his body.

Constantly groping in the pain.

After a long time, this Yuan Ling roared in a low voice like a heartbreak.

Song Qingshu laughed.

Point out a finger again like lightning.

Snapped!

The air in the sky was shattered and burst by this finger directly.

Then even the body with the Yuan Ling was accused of shattering and bursting.

"You only have one head now, how about it, are you still stubborn?"

Song Qingshu snorted and said with open lips.

"Even if there is only one head, I will fight with you!"

After listening to Song Qingshu's speech, Yuan Ling directly forgot about life and death events.

I saw the head of the Yuan Ling roaring incomparably angry in the air.

It turned into a gust of wind, violently blowing away Shen Yun in the sky where Song Qingshu was standing.

Although the head came as fast as a blast of lightning, it was very swift and swift.

But in Song Qingshu's eyes, this thunderous blow was so naive.

This trick is so flawed that it can't be said to be powerful.

Song Qingshu only needs to stretch out his palm.

It is enough to hold the head again and smash it again.

Song Qingshu thought so, so Song Qingshu really did it.

In the midst of the violent storm, Song Qingshu raised his palm with difficulty, many of his own people.

But at the moment when Song Qingshu's head was about to be held.

A billowing black mist leaped on the head.

Chapter 423

"The power of the curse!"

The head held by Song Qingshu Yi gave a grinning grin, and then endless black smoke rose from the head.

"Die."

Just in the moment when black smoke emerged from the head.

A faint fluorescent hole broke through the black mist and came to Song Qingshu's hand.

So a very thick layer of spiritual power was attached to Song Qingshu's generous palm.

Immediately, Song Qingshu hurriedly closed his five fingers.

Snapped!

With a very crisp sound.

The head in Song Qingshu's hand also became a pool of radiance.

The soul in the golden ball of light completely died and ceased to exist.

puff!

Just when Song Qingshu was slightly vigilant.