"I can let you leave this." A glimmer flashed in Nan Liyou's eyes. From Feng Zhuojun's words, she learned how disgusted Feng Zhuojun was about the current situation.

I think he was once the venerable of the gods and was worshipped and praised by gods and immortals every day.

Now that I am staying in this place where there is no light, there is not even a person to talk. This is even more terrifying than killing him.

This is a kind of mental torture, which is often more cruel than physically.

Feng Zhuojun raised her eyes lazily, glanced at her, and chuckled, "What? Want to force me to tell the truth in this way? Humph! Zhuque, you underestimate me too much!"

Nan Liyou still knows Feng Zhuojun's temper. After all, she has served under him for thousands of years.

Standing up from the seat, walked forward a few steps, then squatted down, took out the red bead from the ring, and handed it to Feng Zhuojun. She smiled slightly, "After all, you and I are of the same clan, and the blood of the Feng Clan is flowing..."

When Feng Zhuojun saw the red bead, his head felt bloody and his body was even more excited as if he had chicken blood. He opened his teeth and claws and waved towards Nan Liyou, "You actually have the bloody eyes of my Phoenix Clan! Who are you? Who are you! Return the bloody eyes to me quickly! Return it to me!"

Nan Liyou turned around and landed one meter away, allowing Feng Zhuojun to pull the heavy chains to pounce on this side. No matter how hard he tried, the chain behind him tied him tightly and could not move.

"Who am I? I can control my blood pupils! Tell me, who can I be!" Nan Liyou said word by word, with a ruthless coldness curled up at the corner of his mouth.

She held the beads in one hand and controlled the beads in the other, wandering around.

The strange red light illuminated the dungeon light little by little, burning like a ball of fiery red flame.

Seeing this scene, Feng Zhuojun fell back to sit on the ground weakly, with a look of horror and eyes full of sky.

He couldn't believe the scene before him.

After a while, he smiled coldly and said to himself, "Ha, if I had thought about it carefully back then, I would have thought that you were a descendant of the Yinfeng clan! Isn't it?"

He sighed heavily, shrank his straight feet back, curled up into a ball, holding his head with his hands, looking decadent and depressed for a moment.

When the God of Fantasy Lotus recommended Zhuque to him, he had a little doubt about the claim that he was from the same sect of the Phoenix clan, especially when she used the unique skills of the Phoenix Clan - the Phoenix Heart Sutra, and had a hidden fire dragon ball in her body, he felt a little suspicious.

Because Yu Huanlian God Lord was in a tense relationship, he was worried that he would intersperse his own people around him and drag him off at any time, so he sent someone to investigate secretly.

The results found were confused by him. It turned out that the information showed that Zhuque was an orphan at that time. He had been growing up in the Phoenix Hall with the elder of the Phoenix Clan at that time. Later, he met the God Lord of the Illusion Lotus. Seeing that she was of good qualifications, he accepted it as his disciple and was taught to enlighten him personally. Until he recommended to enter the God Realm, he became a general in the God Realm.

For a moment, the arrival of Zhuque seemed like a dark horse that rushed in halfway, which made everyone admire and admire.

"Thousand Age Illusion Lotus... Thousand Age Illusion Lotus! You really have good intentions! You have done all the tricks and let me carry them to the hands of the people I hate the most! You won! You won! I hate you! I hate you that I had never killed all the Yinfeng clan back then!"
Chapter completed!