"My senior brother and I joined the dark wizards and became a dark wizard under your mother. We are close together so that one day we can kill you."

Lan Tian said without hesitation that as of now, there is only one word of death.

Feng Yunmo fell into the hands of Long Chushang. She thought that no matter how powerful Beiming Yexuan was, he would never be able to fight against the gods.

"It's okay now. Feng Yunmo has fallen into the hands of Long Chushang. If you kill me, the life soul sealed in my body will also dissipate. Three months later, if Feng Yunmo's life soul does not return to its place, she will

She ended up in a state of despair, hahaha, I tell you, I will die together with Feng Yunmo, and I will never let her live again to harm others."

She pointed her finger at Beiming Yexuan, and then slowly turned to Hu Bing and said: "Hu Bing, is it? My father served you and dedicated all the treasures of Penglai Island to you, but in exchange for your wolf heart and dog lungs

, you don’t deserve to die well, you deserve to be abandoned by your man, you deserve to have a beautiful face but still can’t get the heart of the one you love, you deserve it, you deserve it..."

"Pah, pah, pah!" Sha Qianchen picked up the silver whip and pointed it toward Lan Tian, ​​slapping his mother's arm hard.

Three times, the bone marrow from the whip was splashed, making her scream repeatedly, and she stepped back helplessly, leaning against the wall, stroking her injured arm with her other good hand.

It hurts so much, why can't I faint?

Hu Bing set an immortal witchcraft on her body. Lan Tian was not allowed to die without her permission, and she was not qualified to die.

Hu Bing laughed softly a few times. She finally knew who Feng Yunmo was in Lan Tian's mouth. Feng Yunmo was so important to her son, how could she agree to let her soul fly away?

Her bursts of sneer made Lan Tian tremble unconsciously.

Hu Bing suddenly stopped laughing, and his voice was extremely cold: "Does it hurt?"

He stood up and asked again: "It hurts a lot, right? It was so painful that I almost fainted, but my mind is still clear, right?"

Hu Bing's words made Lan Tian realize something. She lowered her head suddenly and saw that the injury on her hand had healed again, but the pain in her arm that penetrated into the bone marrow was still there.

"You, you cast immortal witchcraft on me." Lan Tian understood immediately, and then she touched her face again. Although it was covered with blood, as long as that half of her face was wiped away, there would be another layer of blood under the blood.

His face was intact, but the pain from the skin peeling was aching.

Immortal witchcraft can make a seriously injured person recover from his injuries in an instant, but it will not erase the pain at the injured place. On the contrary, if someone continues to whip the injured person, it will only make the pain worse without causing any damage.

The pain is easy to erase.

"You know these things so well, you don't need to ask me." Hu Bing had a beautiful smile on his face.

After Lan Tian heard this, before he had time to think about it, he was whipped by Sha Qianchen again.

"Ah..." The whip fell, and the skin was torn open. The place where the whip hit was the injured arm, which made the pain worse. Lan Tian wanted to avoid it, but another whip that killed Qianchen came, and this time it was thrown on Lan Tian's face.

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Lan Tian screamed: "Ah..."

"Respect the teacher, respect the teacher, help, help, I am Birou, my father once saved you, are you the daughter of the person who saved your life?" Lan Tian was dodged left and right, and finally got in.

Under the table.
Chapter completed!