I'm afraid that even the lady in red doesn't know that.
At this moment, Deng Jiuling himself was not in the room.
Deng Jiuling wanted to interrogate King Flame. Naturally, he couldn't be in a place that might be monitored by the Wu clan.
and so!
Deng Jiuling took advantage of his life and death and left the courtyard without knowing it.
…
At this moment, the Witch Clan Hall.
The high priest was shirtless, holding the bricks, and carrying them piece by piece.
"Damn Xiao Jiu, let the old man move bricks, you will regret it!"
Taking advantage of the gap in moving the bricks, the high priest wiped his forehead with cold sweat, and his old eyes were full of sorrow.
This kind of life, the high priest only spent one day and one night, and he couldn't bear it.
but!
Now, the high priest knew that he could do nothing but patience.
Suddenly, far away.
A cheongsam with beautiful legs, dressed up as a gorgeous icy girl, passed by gracefully.
This woman, although only a figure from the back.
However, the soldiers standing guard next to the Witch Clan’s Great Hall swallowed their saliva one by one, feeling the heat in their stomachs.
"His Royal Highness the Ninth Princess, it's so sexy."
"Princess Meier was scratching, but the nine princesses were scratching secretly, and they were so mature and more attractive."
These soldiers whispered one by one in private, laughing very wretchedly.
At this moment, it was the high priest, who was also holding a brick, standing still on the spot.
"Old man, when you were the high priest, you didn't know how to use power, but you dived the nine princesses."
The fat soldier came over and shouted:
"Now, just like you, even if the nine princesses are here, you can't enjoy it!"
Puff... Haha!
The sound fell and everyone laughed, all feeling funny.
Although the high priest is the man with the handle, he is still old and useless.
Even if you give you the best beauties, you can't enjoy them either.
To the people's ridicule, the high priest looked cold, lowered his head, and continued to move the bricks.
What no one sees is when the high priest bows his head.
The nine princesses who were about to leave, inadvertently turned their heads and looked back.
Gently glanced at the Witch Clan Hall.
…
Wu Clan Hall, 500 meters underground.
A palace filled with black air is in sight.
In the hall, ghosts cried and howled wolves, and the wind blew.
however!
In this hall, there was another young man sitting cross-legged, motionless.
This person is indeed—Deng Jiuling!
No way, Deng Jiuling wants to step into life and death.
The body must be placed in a very safe place.
In the entire witch clan giant city, if it comes to safety.
I'm afraid there is only the underground world of the Witch Clan Hall!
Here, except for Deng Jiuling.
Even if the Witch King came, he definitely couldn't come in.
This place is a forbidden zone for living people!
…
Amidst life and death, dark clouds covered the sun, and the thunder rolled.
King Yan lay in the desert, his eyes full of panic.
Although it was last night that King of Flame was caught by Deng Jiuling.
but!
In life and death, there is a flow of time!
King Yan killed Chi Mei'er, and Deng Jiuling would naturally not let him go.
During this day and night, in the midst of life and death, King Yan only felt that he had been rich for several years.
No matter where it goes, except for yellow sand, it is the monotonous color of yellow sand.
This made King Yan feel, what is meant by-collapse!
"What the hell did this damn Xiao Jiu get this king?"
At first, as soon as he stepped into life and death, King Flame would curse every day.
however!
As time went on, King Yan's mouth became dry, severely dehydrated and collapsed, and he didn't have the energy to scold him.
Even if you scold Deng Jiuling, what can you do
The King of Flame counted silently and found out in amazement.
He has been in this ruined place for a full year.
During this year, King Flame had no idea what happened outside.
Anyway!
No matter how the Flame King roared, it didn't make any sense.
In the end, King Yan finally understood that he was cut off from the world by Deng Jiuling.
In addition!
This is a world of yellow sand without the aura of heaven and earth, and nothing!
Whether King Flame wants to practice or commit suicide, it doesn't make any sense!
because!
In this world that Deng Jiuling is in charge of, King Flame can't die at all.
This feeling that life is better than death, made King Yan feel that offending Deng Jiuling was the biggest mistake in this life.
With the passage of time, all the ambitions of King Flame have turned into nothingness.
"Get out of here and live!"
This voice kept shouting in King Yan's heart.
In this way, time goes by like water.
at last!
I don't know how long it took, when King Flame felt that he was about to be unable to hold on.
A dagger suddenly appeared in front of King Flame.
"If you can't stand it, it's definitely a pleasure to hit the heart."
A majestic voice filled the world with the wind.
When the voice fell, King Yan took the dagger and hit his heart with a stab.
Pouch!
In an instant, red blood filled the world.
"This time, I actually... can die?"
Boom!
The next moment, King Yan weakened his knees and knelt on the ground with a dull expression on his face.
Over the past three years, King Flame has continued to commit suicide, but there is no use for eggs.
In the end, King Flame completely gave up and planned to commit suicide.
Unexpectedly!
Just today, when King Flame felt that he could still support himself and continue to live.
A dagger, a seductive voice, but it killed himself
In the blurred vision, a majestic young figure wearing a half golden mask appeared in front of King Flame.
"Xiao Jiu, you... finally came."
After leaving these words, King Flame fell to the ground with a thud, completely disappearing from nothingness.
…
Wow!
The next moment, King Yan opened his eyes and was shocked.
The wound at the heart position has completely disappeared.
The sky and the desert also disappeared.
Instead, it was a prairie.
The sky is vast, the wild is boundless, the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep!
In the green sky, Deng Jiuling stood with his hands in his hands, looking down at the King of Flames like a god.
I... Why didn't I die? King Flame, his face was shaking.
King Yan clearly remembered himself, a dagger pierced his heart, and died of excessive blood loss.
But at this moment, the King of Flame has nothing to do with it
day!
This... what's the situation!
Even King Flame had seen a wide range of knowledge, and at this moment he couldn't understand what had happened to him.
Also, why did the desert disappear and turn into a grassland
King Flame, couldn't understand.
"Don't guess, this is my world."
Deng Jiuling's majestic voice filled the audience with the wind: "In my world, you are an innate warrior, and you can't get out of trouble."
The voice fell, and a thunder fell suddenly, slashing towards Deng Jiuling.
but!
He Lei Ting was about to land on Deng Jiuling's head, but suddenly stopped.
Wow!
The next moment, Thunder turned into a flying sword, lightly supporting Deng Jiuling.
In the horrified gaze of King Flame, Deng Jiuling just stepped on the thunder step by step.
But in a moment, Deng Jiuling's towering figure had appeared in the air.
Just like a god!
In this horrible scene, the King of Flame sweats on his forehead and scares him to pee directly!
"Xiao Jiu, are you... a man or a god?" King Yan said with a trembling voice.
"Neither people nor gods, I mean to you-invincible!" Deng Jiuling said lightly.
Boom!
The sound fell, the void suddenly burst, and the five thunders turned into blades, instantly slashing towards the Flame King.
"Ah..." In an instant, King Flame's screams resounded through the audience with the wind.
Boom!
The next moment, King Flame's body burst like fireworks and splashed all over the ground.
but!
The next moment, accompanied by a violent wind, the figure of King Flame appeared on the spot again.
"Hand over the antidote to unfeeling poison, otherwise the next thunder, I will destroy your soul, and you will never be able to reincarnate forever!"
At the same time, Deng Jiuling's majestic and staring voice resounded through the audience in an instant.
Boom!
When the voice fell, King Yan's face changed drastically in an instant.
If it comes to this place, King Flame still doesn't understand how strong Deng Jiuling is.
Then!
King Flame has really been a fuss over the years!
"I really didn't expect that you humble fire-burning handyman would even have a congenital warrior, a space treasure that you don't even own!"
King Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Jiu, if people know, you have such a treasure."
"Then, go to the Qiongbi and go to the Huangquan. Although the world is big, there is no place for you to stand!"
When the voice fell, Deng Jiuling laughed, laughing disdainfully:
"Since you are here, do you still think you can leave alive?"
boom!
Hearing this, King Flame, suddenly furious: "Since ancient times, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. If the king loses to you, kill if you want to kill, why don't you talk nonsense?"
Although King Yan has been under house arrest for three years, he is not stupid. He understands Deng Jiuling and will not let him go.
If he can survive, King Flame is naturally willing.
But the problem is that King Flame treats Chi Meier like this.
He wanted to get, Deng Jiuling's forgiveness.
This is simply impossible.
Anyway, everything is dead.
Then King Flame, why beg for mercy
Unexpectedly!
After hearing this, King Yan's eyes flickered.
Suddenly saw a thunder piercing the sky in the void.
boom!
The next moment, King Yan's eyes flickered, and a fist-sized scar suddenly appeared on his chest.
"You want to be like a day for ten years, being split by the thunder every day, every day you want to live, but you can't die."
Deng Jiuling's majestic voice resounded across the sky in an instant: "Do you still want me to give you a pleasure?"
"By the way, I forgot to tell you that there is a flow of time here, and I can let you be split by thunder for thousands of years."
"In addition, steamed, fried, flooded, buried alive..., all the miserable ways of death in this human world, I can use you one by one."
Pouch!
The voice fell, King Yan's throat was sweet, almost vomiting blood in anger.
The cold sweat, pattering on King Yan's forehead, kept falling.
King Flame, afraid of death!
But if it was Deng Jiuling, a straight shot, and King Yan would also recognize it.
after all!
From the beginning, King Yan didn't feel that Deng Jiuling could forgive him.
But if, as Deng Jiuling said, it would be better for the King of Flame to live than to die, and be bombarded by thunder every day.
Then!
Yan Wangning could choose to be killed directly by Deng Jiuling.
"King Flame, don't worry, in my world, even if you die, you will be resurrected by me."
Deng Jiuling resounded like a devil's voice once again.
When the voice fell, King Flame's spirit completely collapsed:
"Xiao Jiu, don't... I confess, you do all!"