"Ah, you poisonous woman, I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you right now!!"
Xue Huailu couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed towards Murong Xue frantically.
"Master, calm down!" Feng Yu hurriedly pulled him back, "This little bitch is very cunning, she provokes you so much, she just wants you to kill her. How can you let her do what she wants? Hehe, look, master , what have I prepared for this little bitch?"
As he spoke, Feng Yu clapped his hands.
Soon someone lifted up a huge iron bucket.
Xue Huailu only took one look, and his scalp became numb.
Because the iron barrel is densely packed with poisonous insects.
Feng Yu said with a smile: "Young master, don't worry, these poisonous insects will not kill people, but they will eat away people's skin. Tsk tsk tsk, a big beauty has been gnawed so that there is not a piece of good skin left, and her muscles and veins are bruised. After eating it inch by inch, I become a useless person with no ability to resist. And this process is more painful than ten thousand ants eating my heart, baby, but I can't die... "
"Master, what do you think?"
Xue Huailu glanced at the iron bucket again, the disgust and fear on his face turned into an excited laugh.
"Okay! Okay! Hahaha, Feng Yu, as long as you can make this woman scream and wail, and make her cry in this iron bucket and beg me for mercy, I will give you credit!"
Feng Yu was full of excitement, and was about to order someone to throw Murong Xue into the poisonous insect bucket.
Xue Huailu suddenly said: "I'm coming! I will send this poisonous woman to hell with my own hands."
He strode forward and put Murong Xue down from the torture rack.
He pulled her hair and dragged her to the poisonous bug barrel.
Even though Murong Xue had long regarded death as home, she couldn't help but take a step back when she saw the densely packed, strangely shaped bugs with sharp teeth in the iron bucket.
"Hahaha... Are you scared? Do you bitch know how to be scared?!"
"You asked for all this!!"
Thinking of his chopped off parts, and thinking that he was no longer a man, Xue Huailu's face twisted violently.
Grabbing Murong Xue's hair, her body instantly soared into the air.
Xue Huailu is only at the bigu stage now, so it stands to reason that he cannot fly with a sword.
But what he wore on his feet was the ninth-grade flying spirit weapon that Xue Minglang had prepared for him.
So Murong Xue was quickly dragged into the air by him, hanging high above the poisonous insect barrel.
Just let go, and her body will fall into the densely packed poisonous insects, and her face will be devoured beyond recognition.
Xue Huailu lowered his head and saw Murong Xue's body trembling instinctively, as well as her pale face.
He let out a hearty laugh, and then let go of his hand suddenly.
"Bitch, go, the bottom is the rest of your life, eternal hell."
Feel the falling of the body, and the crawling sound of poisonous insects below.
Murong Xue closed her eyes in despair, waiting for the pain of being hacked into pieces.
However, at this moment.
A loud bird song, accompanied by the scorching flame temperature pierced the sky.
Immediately afterwards, Murong Xue felt her body riddled with holes landed on a mass of warm down feathers.
What happened
Has she already fallen into the poisonous bug bucket
But why is there no half pain, only a warm, soft, contained and protected feeling.
The thought just flashed across.
Murong Xue heard a familiar voice.
"Bi Fang, come back!"
Clear and bright, with the unique clarity and clarity of young people.