Murong Feng shuddered when he heard what He Xi said, and immediately shook his head and said: "I don't know... I don't know! I only know that the Black Guardian sent me the Hanshi flower and the alchemy formula for me to refine the Hanshi pill, and the rest I really don't know anything!"
It's not that he refuses to say it, but that he can't.
Murong Feng knew better than anyone else the cruelty of the black protector. If he revealed a secret that shouldn't be revealed, then... Murong Feng couldn't imagine what would happen to the Murong family.
The corner of Hexi's mouth curled up when he heard this, and his voice became more and more pleasant, "Oh? So you don't know anything anymore? Since you don't know, then what's the use of me keeping you?"
As soon as the words were finished, the purple vine whirled and wrapped around Murong Feng's head and neck, and the tip of the vine mercilessly opened Murong Feng's mouth.
At some point, He Xi's fingertips were already holding a black pill, and with a flick of her slender, white fingertips, the pill fell into Murong Feng's mouth precisely.
Murong Feng desperately wanted to struggle, but his hands were already tied up with silk silk, so how could he drag Ziming Youluo.
I just felt a cold pill slide down my throat, with a bitter, life-threatening medicinal taste.
Zimingyouluo let go of him, Murongfeng stared at Hexi with horror and anger on his face, and was about to yell at him.
Suddenly, a piercing pain came from all the bones in his body.
There seemed to be a terrifying "creaking" sound in his ears, as if countless insects and ants had penetrated into his joints and gnawed at his bones.
"Ah-!"
Murong Feng's painful face was completely distorted, and his whole body kept rolling on the ground and howling.
The feeling that the bones of the whole body are being eaten away bit by bit, and the flesh and blood are slowly mixed with broken bones is really too terrifying and too painful.
But the strangest thing was that he was clearly enduring such great pain, but from the outside, there was no sign of it at all.
He kept beating his joint bones, but apart from breaking the bones, it couldn't alleviate the pain at all.
"Forgive me... forgive me... I said... woo woo... I said..."
Murong Feng prostrated himself at the foot of Hexi, begging in pain over and over again.
At this moment, Hexi was far more terrifying in his eyes than Guardian Hei.
Even now that he was thinking, it would be better if Murong Liufeng strangled him to death just now. Instead of enduring such pain, it would be better to die comfortably.
He Xi took out the silver needle and lightly pricked Murong Feng's head. Murong Feng, who was still howling in pain, immediately relieved the pain on his face, and slowly calmed down.
At this time, Murong Feng's face was full of snot and tears, his hands and feet were broken in many places, and his face was covered with conspicuous scars drawn out by Zi Ming Youluo.
His heart was full of fear and resentment, and he glared at Gu Liufeng viciously.
It's all this evil son. If this evil son hadn't colluded with outsiders to plot against the Murong family, his Murong family would never have fallen into such a situation.
But when Murong Feng's gaze touched He Xi's smiling eyes, he immediately trembled, and he didn't dare to hide anything.
It turned out that as early as twenty years ago, the Murong Mansion suddenly lost several high-ranking elders at the Golden Core stage, and the strength of the Murong Mansion plummeted. Many managers of their industries are beginning to move around, wanting to replace Murong's family.