Five hundred and sixty-five Di Xin shot, treat Song Qianwei!
It's not that Di Xin can only be cruel to men, but he can't do anything to pretty women.
Although Di Xin thought that he still had some sympathy and pity in his heart, women were obviously different from men in that they were delicate in stature, while men had rough skin and thick flesh. Even if he was tortured and accidentally broke his body bones, Di Xin had his own means to let her down.
It's adjusted.
However, women are obviously not as good as men in their ability to withstand blows and their psychological endurance. This is the difference between men and women that are determined at birth.
This is also the reason why Di Xin is in trouble. This female thief obviously cannot be tortured to extract a confession. If she is really tortured, even if Di Xin can restore her body to its original state with his last resort, Di Xin is really afraid.
During the execution, she was mentally tortured.
If the final interrogation revealed that he had wronged a good person, Di Xin's conscience would undoubtedly be very sad.
Men are easy to do. Men in this kind of underground organization are usually rigorously trained and mentally strong. If Di Xin finally found out after torture that the organization behind them was a good organization that cared about the country and the people, this man was also a man who had not done anything.
If a good person has done something bad, then Di Xin will naturally give him a big compensation, and he will definitely make him smile and forget all the unhappiness, and maybe he will still wonder why he doesn't do more good things like this.
But as a woman, Di Xin didn't dare to do this, for he was really afraid of being spoiled by her.
That's all, Di Xin sighed secretly in his heart. Looking at Song Qianwei's heroic spirit, he expected that she was not a bad person. He helped her heal her injuries and let her rest in the palace for a few days.
Then let her go.
As for the information about the organization behind her, Di Xin was not interested in asking.
This deal was a bloody loss. Before Emperor Xin came, he thought he could influence a member of the extremely evil underground organization to turn over the dark side and join the army of the wise and powerful businessman Emperor. Then he would gain a capable general and start his own establishment.
The journey of power.
Facts have proved that the plan could not keep up with the changes, and Di Xin really thought too much this time.
That's all, there's no rush now.
Di Xin lost his hand. For a generation of human emperors, sooner or later will not affect the final result. There is only one winner in the end, and that is him - Di Xin. This is the pride of his great merchant emperor.
Di Xin's eyes flashed, and he could see with the naked eye that there was a palm print as black as ink in the center of Song Qianwei's chest. This palm print was as black as deep ink, and the whole body exuded an endless stream of thick black energy. This
The black energy continued to flow into Song Qianwei's limbs and towards Song Qianwei's Niwan Palace, paralyzing her blood and shaking her soul. This palm power has no entity and is not composed of energy, but comes from the spiritual power of the warlock.
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This palm print is exactly the soul-stimulating palm that Chen Simin, the powerful person who took the photo, hit Song Qianwei last night. It is also the culprit that Song Qianwei is still unconscious.
Di Xin only looked at it for a moment and a half before he figured out the crux.
Fortunately, Chen Simin didn't kill him at all. The name of this Soul-Calming Palm is Soul-Calming. The name may seem very bluffing, but it's actually just one of the tricks used by warlocks. Everyone knows it, and its effect is only to paralyze Qi and blood.
Adding to the confusion of people's minds will not pose any danger to their lives.
After all, Chen Simin still wanted to stay alive, and simply killing a little guy wasn't worth the effort.
Having said that, although the Soul-Calming Palm is a common commodity and not a killing skill, it is still a blow from a strong person. If Song Qianwei who received this palm does not have a strong person of the same level to dispel the palm for her,
The soul will gradually become weak in confusion, and the final result will inevitably end up like the original Yu Wang, who was in a coma for several days and lost his soul.
However, when Di Xin was in front of him, Di Xin naturally would not let go and send Buddha to the west. Yesterday, he helped her scare off Chen Simin who was chasing behind her. Today, he came here without even eating breakfast. He couldn't just ignore her at the last step.
Well, then the previous investment will be in vain.
Emperor Xin's heart swayed slightly, and the noble figure with one finger pointing to the sky and the other to the ground gradually began to move.
Contrary to what Chen Simin thought, the phantom he saw yesterday was not the Emperor of Heaven as he thought in his mind, but a more noble existence.
The Emperor of Heaven only rules the heavens and the immortals and Buddhas. In the human world, there are also human emperors who manage hundreds of millions of people. In the underworld, there is also the Netherworld Emperor and the Ten Palaces of Yama.
Although the Emperor of Heaven is the nominal supreme ruler, he only has a title and does not interfere in the specific affairs of the human world and the underworld.
The most essential difference between the God in Emperor Xin's visualization and the Emperor of Heaven is that what he visualizes is himself, who he is, he is the master of the Great Shang, the emperor of a generation.
The Great Shang was not just a human kingdom, but a supreme celestial dynasty whose territory encompassed the earth, earth, and heaven.
It goes up to the sun, moon and stars, the changes of the four seasons, thunder, rain and dew. It goes down to the trivial matters of life, daily necessities, marriage and family. It goes down to the reincarnation of the underworld, where good and evil are judged, and reincarnation.
All these are under the jurisdiction of Dashang, and as the ruler of Dashang, Emperor Xin can be said to be the emperor of heaven, the emperor of humans, and the three emperors of Yama. He is a god among gods and an immortal among immortals.
The emperor within the emperor.
To compare him with an Emperor of Heaven is undoubtedly to underestimate him, Emperor Xin.
Di Xin's upright mind smiled slightly, moved his fingers, and made a flower seal. Infinite light bloomed from his body. Outside, Di Xin's right hand became a sword and pointed at the center of Song Qianwei's eyebrows.
A stream of the most noble, most powerful golden gas flowed along Di Xin's fingers, into Song Qianwei's eyebrows, and into her body.
The black energy composed of the soul-inducing palm prints on Song Qianwei's chest, facing the golden gas emitted by Emperor Xin, was like a mouse meeting a cat, like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, it was instantly extinguished and dissipated.
The excess golden gas flowed throughout Song Qianwei's body and limbs to help clear her veins and relieve fatigue. Others came to Niwan Palace and flowed directly into Song Qianwei's heart, helping her repair the wounds of her soul and consolidate her shaken soul.
Di Xin nodded and retracted his finger, so it should be fine.
Di Xin turned around and said to Wang Ruoqing, the princess beside him: "Well, my beloved, I have cured her injury, but she needs to take good care of herself for a few days to regain her strength. You can find a guest room in the house for her to stay.
The servant will serve you well, and when she recovers from her injury in a few days, let her go on her own."
Wang Ruoqing nodded. Although she had a lot of doubts in her heart, she knew that the prince had his own intentions in doing things, so she just followed them.
However, the first priority was to move the unconscious Song Qianwei out of the pickle jar and onto the bed in the guest room.