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"When you were in the Immortal Realm, you could kill an entire team in the False God Realm. In seven days, you were promoted from the Immortal Realm to the False God Realm, and it was not just one turn, but two.

During the second turn of the False God, I was able to kill more than a dozen palace guards, dozens of city gate guards, and even the shadow guards under siege. They all suffered such tragic losses.

Now that man has escaped from your hands and fought his way out of the city gate in full view of everyone."

Ding Duxiu counted them one by one, and although the tone of his voice never changed, in Mr. Cheng's ears, it was like weights one after another, constantly pressing on him, trying to crush him alive.

Collapse, completely crushed to death!

"You caused me to suffer such a big loss, and then by just catching him and dedicating him to me, you are giving me something that was originally mine, as if you were making up for it with me?"

At this moment, Ding Duxiu did not hide his murderous intention at all.

I don't know when a thick white mist suddenly appeared around the entire flower garden.

Just inside the white mist, there were ghostly figures, as if there were many people approaching and surrounding them, but they couldn't be seen clearly, giving people an extremely weird feeling.

The air around him was full of icy murderous intent. Mr. Cheng's whole body became cold and trembling, and his lips lost all color.

At this time, he exhaled heavily and said loudly: "Sir, I let the person go on purpose, not let him escape!"

"Oh? Tell me why."

Although Ding Duxiu gave way to Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng could clearly feel that a cold thin thread had been wrapped around his neck, and it was still wrapping around his neck.

I'm afraid it won't take long before he can be strangled to death.

Obviously, although Ding Duxiu gave him a chance to speak, it did not mean that he could be let go.

"This monk and that 'woman' are in the same group!" Mr. Cheng closed his eyes and risked all his efforts.

"You lied to me." Ding Duxiu said calmly, and the thin thread began to tighten and penetrate into Mr. Cheng's flesh.

Mr. Cheng understood that at this time, it was already the opportunity to say the last words.

If this last sentence cannot convince Ding Duxiu, he will really die.

"That woman once came out to cover up the scene for this monk, and..." The thin thread tightly strangled Mr. Cheng's neck, making him hold his breath in his chest, and he made a coughing sound in his throat.

Inside, there were also streaks of blood, criss-crossing and densely covered.

"Hongchen Tianluo can't lie. Only I...only I...can...use...Hongchen...Tianluo..."

Suddenly, the thin line loosened.

The long-lost air poured into his lungs, and Mr. Cheng hurriedly covered his throat and breathed greedily.

He knew he had passed the test.

"Are you threatening me?" Ding Duxiu said coldly, condescendingly.

"This is just my subordinate's plan. I'm going to catch a big fish in the long run, let this monk go, use him to find the 'woman', and then catch them all in one fell swoop. Hongchen Tianluo can help my subordinates find them." Mr. Cheng hurriedly said

He released his hands covering his neck, knelt in front of Ding Duxiu and said.

"Like this -" Ding Duxiu fell into silence.

Mr. Cheng did not dare to move. He knelt on the ground and waited quietly.

Over a cup of tea, it felt to Mr. Cheng as if ten thousand years had passed before Ding Duxiu finally spoke again.

"In that case, how many days can you give you to capture that ascetic?"

"Fifteen, no, ten days is enough!" Mr. Cheng jumped up, "He used the Great Annihilation Technique before, but this is definitely not a problem for me. I can definitely find him!"

"Ten days... is still a long time." Ding Duxiu closed his eyes, was silent for a while, and said, "Let's do this, I'll ask someone to help you."

"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Mr. Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then his heart sank suddenly.

He knew that Ding Duxiu said he was assisting, but in fact, he sent someone to monitor him.

Ding Duxiu obviously didn't trust himself anymore.

"Han Songyu, please accompany him." After Ding Duxiu finished speaking, out of the thick fog behind him, a young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, carrying a long sword on his back, walked out.

This long sword is only about as wide as the palm of your hand, but it looks taller than this young man.

At this moment, the young man carried the sword diagonally on his back, the tip of the sword almost touching the ground, and the hilt of the sword was a little higher than the young man's head.

Seeing this young man, Mr. Cheng felt a little relieved: "The Seventh Transformation of Virtual God."

This young man named Han Songyu was not as good as himself, and Mr. Cheng suddenly felt that the threat was not that great.

As long as the other party's level is not as good as your own, then you still have a lot of room for success.

"Han Songyu is my distant nephew. He is currently an inner disciple of Chengtian Sect. This time he went out on a mission and happened to pass by our Wolf God City. Let him assist you. It can be regarded as a training for him." Ding Du.

Xiu said calmly.

Mr. Cheng hurriedly bowed his hand to Han Songyu, but Han Songyu just nodded to him as a return gift.

"Okay, don't let me down again in ten days. In addition to Han Songyu, I will also give you thirty bodyguards, and you can take the remaining shadow guards with you.

But I want to tell you, if you can’t bring that person back alive, or if someone besides you is injured, don’t blame me for ignoring our past feelings.” After saying this, Ding Duxiu turned around and said,

He put his hands behind his back and stopped looking at Mr. Cheng.

"I will fulfill my mission." Ding Duxiu's attitude made Mr. Cheng feel like he had been poured cold water on him, and his whole body was filled with chills.

However, he also understood that the previous burst of power from the other party had indeed made his side very embarrassed.

"After all, it's all that Ascended One. If it weren't for him, how could I be humiliated like this here!" Qin Yi's appearance appeared in his mind, and Mr. Cheng secretly gritted his teeth, "I won't let you do this this time.

Escape from me again. You are seriously injured now. Even if you can jump to the challenge, how can you be my opponent?"

At this moment, none of the people in the small flower garden noticed that outside the thick fog, behind a big tree, Ding Yilin had an expressionless face, looking towards the direction of the flower garden.

From the perspective of others, the flower garden in front of them is now shrouded in a circle of steaming white mist, and only a few vague figures can be seen inside.

However, Ding Yilin's eyes shone with intense hatred.

He held his hand on the big tree next to him and dug into the bark of the tree with his five fingers. His fingers dug deeply into the tree and turned into rustling sawdust, which fell to the ground.

…

When Qin Yi woke up, he found that it was already dark night.

Climbing out of the "hole" in the tree, everything was pitch black.

But once you get used to it, the darkness around you won't be a problem for a cultivator like him.

"Hun, how many days have I slept?" Qin Yi moved his newly grown arm, squeezed it hard with his five fingers, and suddenly made a crackling sound.
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