Zhanxian

When Cheng Wen was released, he did not collapse like those who had previously been blocked by Yang Chen. After a short period of time, Erlang Wen was already Master Jindan, although the cultivation could not be improved, the mood was still there. At least he can keep it from collapsing, compared to the poor builder who was previously treated like Yang Chen.

When he saw Yang Chen and the palace master, Cheng Wen realized that he had fallen into the hands of Chunyang Palace. Not much bullshit at the moment, he came to teach the palace master a sentence: "Give me a pain, king defeat, Cheng has nothing to say! ”

“Want to die? Easy.” Instead of asking, Yang Chen directly answered his words: “Insulting my master, you just want to live is impossible. But before you die, the youngest wants to know, what are you doing here? ”

Even in front of the Palace Master and the Law Enforcement Hall Master, Yang Chen did not cover up Cheng Wenzai's killing machine. This is not disputed by the Palace Master and the Law Enforcement Church Master. They are all people who know what Yang Chen did. They know what position Gao Yue is in Yang Chen's mind. They dare to curse Gao Yue. That is Cheng Wen's own death, and they will never stop him.

Neither of them said much about Yang Chen's forced questioning. All they want is the results Cheng Wen just said, Cheng Wen is dying, they don't care. Yang Morning said that no one knows the secret of doing it. Killing someone is nothing.

“Huh, don't be paranoid!” Since Cheng Wen only knows that he must die, where can he cooperate: “My husband is not afraid of death, but also afraid of the threat of you, you yellow-mouthed child? ”

After saying this, the palace master and Meng Xian both had some frowns. Yang Chen seemed to have just said too much, leaving Cheng Wen hopeless, and wondering what else, it is not likely anymore.

“Good!” Yang Chen nodded with no expression and then revealed a slightly shaky fake smile from the bottom of his heart. Looking at Cheng Wen, he said: "The younger generation loves Cheng Senpai so much. Originally, the elders also intended to seal the five senses of seniors with me for 10 years. Seniors always figured it out, but since seniors said that, there is no alternative to seniors. ”

After that, Yang Chen pulled out a small porcelain bottle directly from the Qian Kun bag and poured a dragon-eyed Dan medicine out of it. The gray mask was blind. Cheng Wen smiled again, then pinched Cheng Wencai's chin, stuffed Dan medicine into his mouth, touched his throat a little hard, spiritual strength everywhere, Dan medicine was sent directly into his stomach.

Cheng Wen laughed all the time. Since he already wanted to die, would he care about torture? Now it's just an eyeless pill, even more insignificant. If Yang Chen hadn't been able to make a sound by pinching his chin, he would have snorted cold.

Cheng Wen only took the medicine. Yang Chen threw him directly on the ground. Never mind, he turned to the palace master and started reporting on this trip to harness the animal gate.

The black tiger who manages the gates of the beast is just as tough to sustain the wounds. The palace master is also somewhat surprised. Fortunately, Yang Chen is a man of the Pure Yang Palace. Otherwise, a powerful gatekeeper will appear in this monk.

Cheng Wen, who was thrown on the ground, couldn't help but moan. Even in the case of spiritual power being sealed, mended, and unable to move all over his body, his body still trembled for a while. It is conceivable that Zhengwen is suffering.

“What's that Dan pill?” Meng Tang Master of the Law Enforcement Hall is very interested in this, and if the Law Enforcement Hall could do more of this, it might be easier to pry open some mouths later.

“Nothing, it's just an itchy pill.” Yang Chen said lightly, saying that Yang Chen had come to Cheng Wen's side: “In fact, sometimes pain is nothing, and many people are not afraid of pain. But itching is different. It's unbearable, isn't it? Senior Cheng? ”

Listening to Yang Chen's words, Meng Xian also seemed to feel a little itchy somewhere on his body, couldn't help but reach out and grab it.

Cheng Wen's mouth can only send some hurry moaning, the muscles on his face can still control, constantly doing ghost face, trying to alleviate the itch on his face. The body cannot move, but there is still a glimmer of hope that luxury can move slightly.

“Senior Cheng, don't let you move for the good of seniors.” Yang Chen only said to Cheng Wen in earnest: “If the hands and feet of seniors can move, the seniors can guarantee their lives, and the seniors will not leave a good piece of meat all over their bodies. ”

As for why he didn't leave a good piece of meat, Yang Chen did not explain that everyone also knew that Cheng Wen would definitely grab himself with all the bruises.

“It's early, seniors can feel it slowly.” Yang Chen smiled: “If this medicine is not taken, it can last a year. The younger generation can be very responsible to Senior Cheng. You promise that if you can command the flying sword in just one more day, you can use the flying sword to cut out all your flesh yourself. ”

“Huh!” Cheng Wen was still not well. The master of the palace behind him and Meng Xian had breathed in a cold breath. What kind of poison is it that lets people take their own live dandruff?

“We have plenty of time, we can come slowly.” Yang Chensho sat down beside Cheng Wen, looking down at Cheng Wen's twisted face, Slowly Sterling said: “The late generation of Dan Yao, for the time being, has no name. You are lucky, you are the first to enjoy Dan Yao. I don't know what name you think Dan Yao is suitable for? ”

“The younger generation thought about a few things, but they didn't feel enough image. The older generation can refer to the younger generation for reference.” Yang Chen began to stretch his hand and smash his finger almost word for word: “Please scratch, beg to die, beg to break the family, beg to live, which one do you think is appropriate? ”

Cheng Wencai's face changed a distorted expression every time Yang Chen Chen said it. When Yang Chen said these names, Cheng Wen no longer seemed to be able to bear them. He moaned loudly.

“Here... I... am... happy!” Almost struggling, Chang Wen only said these words after changing several expressions on his face. Instead of saying it, squeeze it out of your throat.

“Want to die?” Yang Chen sneered: “Don't worry, seniors, you can't even live. However, see when you want to die. When you figure it out, notify the younger generation and the latter will personally send you on the road. ”

“I... said it!” Cheng Wen shouted again. Only then could the itch near his neck be alleviated slightly.

“The younger generation is listening.” Yang Chen's face didn't have much sympathy, coldly said. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)