Looking at the frightened Han Songcheng on his face, Zhao Jiuge felt a little ashamed. The contrast between before and after must have been too great. When he saw that the situation was not right, he knelt down and begged for mercy.
In fact, compared with his own life, compared with begging for mercy, it is nothing. When Han Songcheng himself was blasted away, he knew very well that he would not be able to escape today. His own strength was absolutely no match for him. He must have met a disciple of some big sect, otherwise he wouldn't have such strong strength at the same level. How can the casual cultivators who follow the wild path be able to compete with those who have magic weapons, skills, magic skills, and resources? The sects are comparable.
Han Songcheng was afraid of death, otherwise he would not have humiliated himself by kneeling down and begging for mercy, but he wanted to live. Although at this moment he forced himself to pretend to be remorseful and pitiful on the surface, his heart was racing. He was thinking and calculating how to escape this disaster. Secretly he wanted to activate his spiritual power, but he couldn't do it. Instead, it caused a burst of pain. The meridians in his body were injured due to the attack from the golden-patterned dragon. It seemed that he couldn't resist, so he took it into consideration. Now we can only live and die.
It was the first time that Zhao Jiuge encountered this kind of situation. He didn't know what to do. He looked at Bai Qingqing with a questioning look. Bai Qingqing was also a little surprised by Han Songcheng's behavior, but after all, he had seen too many people and things since he was a child. Then everything calmed down again.
Seeing Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing silent, Han Songcheng thought that the two were young, so he felt compassion, and his thoughts of killing himself wavered, so he was ready to strike while the iron was hot and said, "As long as you let me go, I will be a bull for you." Be a horse, leave me with this life of a dog, and I will do whatever you want to do for you.”
Bai Qingqing's murderous intent was already stirring in her heart. When she heard Han Songcheng's words, she immediately thought of something, so she suppressed her murderous intent and said calmly, "Tell me, where are the other parts of the Eight Desolations Sword Map."
Han Songcheng, who was kneeling on the ground with a mournful face, suddenly stiffened at first, and then he was stunned and muttered to himself, "Bahuang Sword Picture?"
When he saw Bai Qingqing's unkind expression, Han Songcheng was so frightened that he immediately woke up and said quickly as if he had a sudden realization, "I have the Eight Desolate Sword Pictures. I have them. If you want me to give them to you, I will pass on the one to Zhang Long." His, but his is not the original, it was enlarged, and the original is with me." After saying that, he immediately endured the pain caused by moving his body, put his hand into his chest, and took out a piece that looked like jade but was not jade. The yellow satin that looks like paper but not paper comes out. He held his hand tremblingly with both hands and handed it to Bai Qingqing.
Bai Qingqing took the yellow satin and spread it out to look at it. She fell down from it and scrutinized it carefully with her eyebrows twisted. The more she looked at the back, the uglier her enchanting face became. Finally, she closed the satin fiercely. Go up and say nothing.
Zhao Jiuge looked at Bai Qingqing's face and was a little confused about the situation. If Bai Qingqing didn't talk about this matter, he would almost forget about it. Now he quickly grabbed the original Eight Desolations Sword Diagram from Bai Qingqing's hand and started reading it.
Holding the yellow silk satin in his hand, a cold feeling came from his fingertips. Zhao Jiuge touched it with his hand. He didn't know what material it was made of. It looked like jade but not jade, like paper but not paper. The whole silk satin was all over the body. It also exudes a soft halo and is surrounded by rays of light.
He couldn't wait to open the original Eight Desolations Sword Diagram that had already heated up his heart. He knew that the incomplete sword formation had such magical power combined with spiritual power, how could he not be envious of it. It’s hard to imagine what kind of surprises this complete Eight Desolations Sword Map will bring, and what kind of shocking power it will possess.
Spreading out the yellow satin in his hand, Zhao Jiuge patiently read it bit by bit with a curious expression, his eyes fixed on it. Han Songcheng knelt on the ground and looked at the two people standing aside with a look of fear. He remained motionless and did not dare to take a breath. He was afraid that his actions would cause Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing to misunderstand him, even though his body was already in severe pain and he had a big head. Khan also gritted his teeth and remained silent, continuing to kneel. He just secretly gathered spiritual power in his body, but after just running the technique, he felt a pulling pain in his meridians, so he had to give up the idea and just pursed his lips.
Zhao Jiuge, who first stared at the yellow satin, kept his expression unchanged, and continued to look at it seriously. When he saw the last point and realized that it was over, Zhao Jiuge looked stunned for a moment, and then looked at Bai Qingqing and said with some doubts, "Isn't this the same content as the previous one? It's just that the materials are different. Didn't you say it was just a incomplete sword array?"
How could Bai Qingqing not see that the content of this document was exactly the same as the previous one? Her face was already so gloomy that she was about to drip water. She seemed to turn a deaf ear to Zhao Jiuge's inquiry. She opened her red lips lightly and said coldly, "Jiuge ,kill him."
This sentence contained soaring murderous intent. Han Songcheng, who was kneeling on the ground in fear, screamed and screamed. His face was anxious and frightened. Because he was anxious in his heart, his injured body was shaking even more violently at this moment. The snorting sound he made was like a broken bellows for forging iron. "Wait a minute, wait a minute, don't kill me. I'm still useful to you. Don't kill me yet. Kill me when you're sure I'm worthless." As he spoke, he shook his hands violently. Shaking.
Zhao Jiuge, who had already mentioned the Qingmei Sword, hesitated. The aura on the sword dimmed again. He became interested in Han Songcheng's words and wanted to see what the value was. He asked condescendingly, "Oh? What do you mean? Tell me."
"I can tell you the news about the Eight Desolations Sword Map." He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and breathed a sigh of relief before saying slowly. The way Zhao Jiuge drew his sword before and the murderous intention after condensing spiritual power were not fun to scare him. There was a cold sweat all over his body. If he slowed down, he would follow in the footsteps of Zhang Long and Luo Xu Qing. Through Bai Qingqing and Zhao Jiuge After a brief conversation, he already knew the general story of what happened.
Bai Qingqing and Zhao Jiuge looked at each other before Zhao Jiuge said in a serious voice, "Then tell me and see if you can satisfy me."
"This Eight Desolations Sword Diagram was obtained about three years ago when I killed a man in the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm near Huanghualing. At that time, I just thought he was an ordinary guy, but later I didn't expect that although this guy's cultivation level was not high, I got it from him. How about it? I'm worth a lot of money and have many tricks. The gray flying sword I used was also snatched from this kid. In order to deal with him, I killed two of his men who were in the Blood Realm. The last one The boy was seriously injured. When I was about to take action, this boy shouted something." At this point, Han Songcheng swallowed another mouthful of saliva. After making sure that Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing were attracted by his words, he continued, "He said that he He is the disciple of the Yellow Demon Ancestor from Qingzhou Ten Thousand Demons Cave. If I dare to kill him, his master will not let me go. Although he sounds like a powerful person, Qingzhou is far away from us. At that time, I saw that this boy was worth a lot of money. , couldn't resist the temptation of wealth, and killed him without stopping, and then found this Eight Desolations Sword Diagram from his body. If you want to get other parts of the Eight Desolations Sword Diagram, you can go to Qingzhou and try Try, of course, if you are confident in your own strength." This time Han Songcheng stopped talking after saying this, but quietly waited for the reactions of Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing.
Hearing Han Songcheng's words, Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing frowned in unison. The Chinese Dynasty has a total of thirteen states. Xuantian Sword Gate is located in Xuanzhou. It is far away from Qingzhou, not to mention that they don't know the old Huang Mo. What kind of strength Zu is, even if you look for it, you may not necessarily have the news that another part of the Eight Desolations Sword Diagram is incomplete. Maybe this is just a incomplete piece that someone else accidentally obtained.
But no matter what, Zhao Jiuge still secretly kept this information in his heart. Qingzhou Ten Thousand Demons Cave, the ancestor of the Yellow Demon, after he becomes more powerful in the future, he can try his luck if he has the opportunity. After all, the power of this sword array is too overbearing. There are some benefits to improving one's strength. Zhao Jiuge would rather miss the opportunity to improve one's strength!
"It seems that this bit of information is not enough to buy your life." Zhao Jiuge said with a somewhat impatient expression. Zhao Jiuge felt quite regretful for not getting the complete Eight Wastelands Sword Map from Han Songcheng, and was in a bad mood. His expression became ugly.
Zhao Jiuge originally thought that Han Songcheng would continue to tremble and beg for mercy this time. Who knew when his words fell, Han Songcheng seemed to have expected this result, with a calm face and thoughtful eyes, what was he doing? Ideological struggle determines what is normal.
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The sharp sound brought by a sword light rang through the air. Bai Qingqing could no longer bear it anymore. She was full of anger. At this moment, she had recovered some spiritual power after swallowing the Xiao Huan Dan, and her body was still full of energy. It keeps growing, Han Songcheng plays tricks again and again, Bai Qingqing has had enough, this time he will kill Han Songcheng regardless of the situation.
"I can tell you a secret, but you must let me go. I can swear by the oath of heaven that the value of this secret is definitely higher than my life." Seeing that Bai Qingqing was serious about it again, Han Songcheng was calm and quiet. uttered a word.
The Oath of Heaven and Earth is one of the most convincing oaths. Because cultivators follow the path of defying heaven and seek immortality, they are not tolerated by heaven and earth. However, Heaven and Earth have their own chance of survival, so all souls must be allowed to live. Those who can overcome tribulations and realize the way of heaven can live forever, but there are very few people in this group. When a monk swears an oath of heaven, there will be a kind of bondage. If the oath is violated, the content of the oath must be fulfilled on the way to practice. Therefore, what a monk says using an oath of heaven can be 100% sure that he is telling the truth. of.
But Bai Qingqing's temper has always been unconcerned. It's more terrifying to anger her than anything else. Even if the secret is attractive, she doesn't want to hear it anymore. If she wants to kill you, she will kill you. There's not much nonsense to talk about.
Although Zhao Jiuge was a little irritated by Han Songcheng's actions again and again, but this time even the oath of heaven was revealed, and Han Songcheng would not tell lies.
So, Zhao Jiuge quickly stepped forward and hugged Bai Qingqing's boneless waist with his right hand, pulling Bai Qingqing who was about to kill Han Songcheng with wind flowers, and whispered in Bai Qingqing's ear, "Qingqing, listen first What will he say, continue to see what tricks he plays."
He had never been hugged around the waist, let alone a man. Even if his father had touched such a sensitive part when he was a child, Bai Qingqing was a little at a loss for a moment. She just nodded subconsciously after listening to Zhao Jiuge's words, and then felt The feeling of Zhao Jiuge whispering in his ear made his thoughts wander. On the other hand, Zhao Jiuge was in a hurry to stop Bai Qingqing and wanted to hear what Han Songcheng said about the secret, so he didn't pay attention to his own actions. He felt the softness of his right hand and it felt comfortable to the touch. , and pinched it a few times. This made Bai Qingqing anxious and shy, and she didn't dare to move. Without her usual fiery appearance, anyone else would have picked up a sword to kill someone.
"You can say it, I swore it with the oath of heaven, but you also have to swear it with the oath of heaven. After I tell you this secret, you have to spare me and let me live."
This sentence immediately made Zhao Jiuge freeze. He would never let Han Songcheng go. How could he swear it? But if he didn't hear this secret, Zhao Jiuge felt itchy and didn't know what to do for a while.
After a moment of hesitation, Zhao Jiuge pointed the green plum sword in his left hand at Han Songcheng who was kneeling on the ground and said viciously, "If you don't tell me, I will kill you."
But at this moment, Han Songcheng was at a loss for words and had a stubborn look on his face. "Then you kill me. I won't tell you without the oath of heaven. Otherwise, you will still kill me if you tell me." After saying this, he closed his mouth. He closed his eyes and stopped talking.
At this time, Zhao Jiuge had nothing to do with him. Just when Zhao Jiuge was entangled in his heart, Bai Qingqing, who was hugged by Zhao Jiuge, woke up from his daze and heard the conversation between Zhao Jiuge and Han Songcheng. With the sight blocked by Zhao Jiuge's body, Bai Qingqing quickly Quietly, he pinched Zhao Jiuge's back.
Feeling something strange behind his back, Zhao Jiuge rolled his eyes in confusion, but quickly returned to his original state. He remained calm on the surface, but was thinking about it in his heart. After thinking for a while, Bai Qingqing would definitely not harm him, so he said, "Okay, I promise you, God is above and cause and effect are cyclical. If I, Zhao Jiuge, don't let Han Songcheng go afterward, I will die without a trace of my soul."
After swearing the oath of heaven, Zhao Jiuge looked at Han Songcheng with an unkind expression, raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, now you can tell me what the secret is that is so mysterious, and it is more valuable than your life."
This time, Han Songcheng stopped procrastinating and said softly and decisively, "Under the Luoye Mountain, there is a spiritual mine that seems to be a purple pole stone."
Although Han Songcheng's voice was small, it was undoubtedly like a thunderbolt from the blue in the ears of Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing.