Qin Ming rushed thousands of meters, and finally broke away from the pursuit of Hua Petal. A figure stopped in front: "Qin Ming, stop struggling in vain, can you escape?"
The Flower Burial Witch Lord raised his right hand and vibrated his five fingers. A surge of holy power emerged across the space, like an invisible giant wave that rolled through the woods and pounced on Qin Ming.
Qin Ming really couldn't avoid it. He was hit by a huge wave before he could stop. The holy power was continuous. In an instant, it was like the slap of more than ten huge waves, which made Qin Ming vomit blood and fly backwards. Immediately afterwards, thousands of petals rushing behind him all descended, mercilessly drowning him.
A violent explosion sounded deep in the island, the earth shook, cracks spread, and dust, mist, and blood shot up into the sky, hundreds of meters up, frightening the spirit monsters living on the island.
The dust mist dispersed, the blood energy subsided, and a huge pit appeared.
Qin Ming was so dizzy from the intensive bombing that all the bones in his body seemed to be broken, and he lay there muttering unconsciously.
The Flower Burial Witch Master didn't want to kill Qin Ming, and consciously controlled the power of the flower petals, but he didn't want to make him feel better. The bombing at least made him lose the ability to resist.
"Bitch... If you don't go after the princes of the Heavenly King's Palace, why do you come to me to show off your power? You were abused in Tuocang Mountain, and you come to me to find balance? You are still a witch master." Qin Ming lay in pain in Tutu Pit. Here, the whole body seemed to have been hit by countless heavy hammers in turn for a long time, and every inch of skin, flesh and bone was hurting. He finally advanced to the sixth heaven, but he was ruthlessly raped before he was happy for a long time. Pain, frustration.
"Don't try to use your words, it's useless." The Flower Burial Witch Lord walked toward the pit, walking gracefully and gracefully. She was really beautiful. It would be an understatement to say that she was unparalleled in elegance. There was a trace of sex in her every move. She is noble and refined, but her beautiful face has no expression, just like the cold and charming woman in the painting, she will always look the same and will not change.
"That's right. A shameless bitch like you, how can you care about this?" Qin Ming struggled to stand up, but his whole body was affected by injuries and severe pain, but after struggling for a while, he was still swaying. 's propped up.
The Flower Burial Witch Master twisted a petal with his fingertips and pointed it toward Qin.
puff!
The petals shot out, instantly piercing Qin Ming's body, piercing through the abdomen and shooting out from the lower back, bringing out a handful of golden blood. Qin Ming's body trembled violently, and he knelt heavily on the ground. He held the wound tremblingly, his mouth wide open, and his eyes almost bulged out.
"If you dare to be presumptuous, you will not be spared lightly."
"Will you kill me sooner or later? If I scold you twice, I will make a profit." Qin Ming covered the wound, his teeth chattering. The blood all over the body becomes hot, releasing surging vitality, regulating injuries and resolving congestion. However, the injury was too serious. Severe pain filled every flesh and bone in his body, and the pain was so severe that he was suffocating.
"If I don't kill you, I can let you go."
"Would I believe you?"
"As long as you do one thing for me."
"What are you doing? Help you give birth to a child? I'm sorry, I won't sell myself, and I'm even less interested in you."
"Bang! Bang!"
Two petals penetrated Qin Ming's body, one grazed his heart, the other shattered his ribs, knocking Qin Ming back three to five meters.
Qin Ming lay on the ground, curled up in pain, and the severe pain almost made him faint.
"If you dare to act recklessly again, you will break your hands first, then your arms." Flower Burial Witch Master Gu Jing Wubo said calmly, but the more he acted like this, the more frightened he became.
Qin Ming curled up for a long time and finally regained his composure. "Did I get it right? You came all the way to find me. You didn't bring your people or take your boat, but you brought a guide. Haha, are you attracted to me?"
The Burying Flower Witch Master didn't talk nonsense to him, and said in a cold voice: "Find Qianqiu Hou for me, and I will let you go."
Qin Ming's hair was disheveled and his pale golden eyes stared at the Flower Burial Witch Master. Looking for Qianqiuhou? If you don't look for other princes, why look for him alone
By the way, on the battlefield of Tuocang Mountain, Qianqiuhou once captured the Burying Flower Witch Lord alive. It was only the other Witch Lords and the ghost generals who fought to the death that she was finally rescued. Is this woman seeking revenge? Revenge is normal, but why come to me in private
The Burying Flower Witch Master saw through his mind: "I am not seeking revenge on Qianqiuhou, nor will I kill him, nor will I frame him, nor will I harm you."
Qin Ming suddenly smiled evilly: "What, are you having feelings? Do you want to find Qianqiu Hou to sacrifice yourself? In this case, don't I have to call you sister-in-law?"
The leader of the Flower Burial Witch had slender jade fingers, and five petals suddenly appeared, about to strike out towards Qin Ming.
"That's enough!" Qin Ming shouted ferociously. "Is it over yet? Isn't it great for a high-level holy warrior to torture me, a lowly warrior?"
The petals stopped before hitting his body, but did not retreat. They were 'burning' with raging blood, floating in the air, and would hit his body at any time. "Promise, and I will spare your life. Refuse, and your life will be worse than death. I will use your body as bait to lure the Heavenly King Palace into a trap. Make your own choice."
Qin Ming struggled and leaned against the pit, breathing heavily: "Let me think about it."
"Answer immediately!"
"If it were you, would you answer directly? The devil knows what tricks you are playing."
"Don't try to use your golden blood to recover. Even if you are at your best, you can't escape my grasp."
"I know, I understand, I know! Even if I were ten years old, I couldn't escape from this island." Qin Ming coughed weakly, but every time he coughed, it affected the wounds all over his body. He rolled his eyes in pain, as if he might faint at any time. Die in the past. If I had known now, I would have killed Lu Tianxiang directly. Damn, what was I pretending to be
"One stick of incense, give me the answer." The Flower Burial Witch Master waved his hand and scattered thousands of petals into the surrounding forest to avoid any accidents. She finally found Qin Ming and would never let her escape again.
"What on earth do you want to do? Forget it, let's not ask, it must be to harm people. The Heavenly King Palace and the Witch Palace are mortal enemies. You can't wait to throw Qianqiu Hou into the sea and feed it to the fish." Qin Ming thought for a long time and asked: "I If I agree to you, you will definitely use me to set up some kind of trap, which will either harm Qianqiu Hou or everyone in the Heavenly King Palace. If I don’t agree to you, you will also use me as bait to lure them out of the Heavenly King Palace. In the end, you will still kill them. Catch them all in one fell swoop. Please tell me, what is the difference between me agreeing to you and not agreeing to you?"
"Your time is almost up." The Flower Burial Witch Master ignored him and tapped five petals from the air with his delicate jade fingers, threatening Qin's life.
Qin Ming took it easy for a while, the pain eased slightly and the bleeding stopped a lot. "I've thought it through."
"explain."
"You want me to frame Qian Qiuhou? Impossible. Kill him or cripple him, it's up to you." Qin Ming spread out his spiritual shield, calmed the spiritual power in his meridians, and withdrew his golden wings.
"What a pity." The flower-burial witch master gently pushed forward with his jade hand, and the five petals hit Qin Ming's throat and limbs.
Qin Ming closed his eyes and pursed his lips, killing or scraping as he pleased.
However…
After waiting for a while, the severe pain he was waiting for did not appear. He opened his eyes a little and saw five petals in front of him, almost touching his throat and limbs, but he did not take a step forward. Qin Ming was secretly relieved, his bet was right! The Flower Burial Witch Master must have some special purpose, and it was impossible to kill him unless it was absolutely necessary. "I asked you to kill me, but you don't dare anymore?"
"Save it, if you, Qin Ming, really want to die, then you are not waiting for death, but sending yourself to death. Qianqiu Hou has something in his hand, and I will trade it with your life for him. If you ask him out, it is only him, and I will When he meets, I will be the only one." The Flower Burial Witch Lord waved away the five petals. She must make an appointment with Qian Qiu Hou as soon as possible and use Qin Ming to blackmail him into withdrawing from the Tai Chi furnace. She was in severe pain and weakness all over her body, and she felt extremely uncomfortable, especially since her realm could deteriorate at any time, and it was simply torturous to delay her retreat to the next level for a month.
The princes and princes in the Heavenly King's Palace valued friendship, and she believed that as long as he dragged Qin Ming to Qianqiu Hou, he would definitely not die without saving his life.
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