Chapter 733 Is the blood of the White Lotus Sect very noble?
"Yes!" Everyone quickly retreated.
He stood up and took two steps forward: "Mo Dao isn't it?"
"I feel very dissatisfied with me by your tone. Have you ever had a deep hatred between us, or between me and the White Lotus Sect?"
His eyes were calm, but he had a dangerous scrutiny.
Mo Dao's spine chills, and he sighs secretly, the emperor has such a sensitive sense of touch!
Silence for a long time.
Qin Yun spoke again: "Don't speak, right?"
"Don't speak, do you think this matter can be overturned?"
Bang, bang!
He gently slapped Mo Dao's face with his hand, without force, but extremely insulting.
Suddenly, Mo Dao's blue veins were exposed and his face turned into pig's liver color.
"Dog thief!"
He flashed fiercely and rushed towards Qin Yun.
But he was pressed to the ground by the imperial guards.
He struggled hard, his hair scattered, and he raised his head and roared: "Bastard, dog emperor, you must die a bad death!"
"You dirty bloodline, dirty inheritance!"
"One day, you will die without a place to bury!"
"You have to pay back some of the debts, you have to pay them back!" His eyes roared bloody.
Qin Yun's face was cold. The things that Mo Dao showed were either severely brainwashed or indeed had deep hatred.
Xuan Yunzi talked about cause and effect, and Murong Shunhua also said that he first investigated the White Lotus Sect to help him act as a disaster and eliminate difficulties.
And neither of them knew what it was.
At this time, he became more and more curious about who was behind the White Lotus Sect, whose bloodline was so noble and he had such a deep hatred with the royal family!
Not only him, but also Feng Lao and others had their eyes flashed, and they also realized this problem.
Qin Yun stepped on Mo Dao's head.
"Ah!!" Mo Dao struggled violently, his face turned red.
But the more he struggled, the harder Qin Yun stepped on it.
Bang!
His face was pressed to the ground, extremely humiliating.
"You must die a little!"
Qin Yun sneered: "So what? Now you are being trampled by me. As long as I am happy, I can castrate you, catch you, parade you in the streets, and throw you into the cesspool at any time."
"I want to see who is unlucky first."
The faint voice made Mo Dao's body cold. The overwhelming sense of crisis made his hair stand up, and insults were far more difficult for him to accept than swords.
"Dog Emperor, kill me!"
"If you don't kill me, I will kill you!"
Qin Yun sneered: "Kill me?"
"You all White Lotus Sect don't have that strength!"
He was extremely disdainful of every word.
"You will regret it." Mo Dao gritted his teeth.
"It seems you can't see the situation clearly."
"Who is the prisoner?"
"Come on, castrate him to me immediately!" Qin Yun ordered coldly, this move was far more effective than beheading threats.
The imperial guards quickly dragged him away.
Mo Dao's face turned into pig liver color. No matter what era the eunuch is, it is a shame for a man, especially those with a little face, who cannot accept this at all.
"ah!!"
He roared and struggled like a wild beast.
"Dog Emperor, I won't let you go!"
"No!!" He was subconsciously frightened.
Qin Yun's eyes were like torches, aiming at the opportunity and shouting: "Tell me, what is the origin of the White Lotus Sect? Who are you?"
"Explain it clearly, I can not kill you and let you be a man!"
"Otherwise, death will be in peace!"
The aura was fully suppressed, and the imperial guards were still dragging him down. He was sweating profusely, his eyes were covered with bloodshot, and his mind was full of war between heaven and man.
Finally, the moment he was dragged onto the stage, his legs weakened and he knelt down with a bang.
The messy hair covered her face and her body was trembling, as if she was surrendering.
The stern prison is quick and quiet.
Everyone focused and left, very disdainful and insisted on threatening before saying it.
Qin Yun was not that optimistic. He always felt that Mo Dao would not explain so easily, otherwise the White Lotus Sect would not be the White Lotus Sect.
Slowly forward and approach him.
He condescendingly and tentatively said, "Tell me, as long as you cooperate, I will guarantee that you have a good meal and a good living in the second half of your life, and you will not spend all your money, and you will have enough brothels."
"Puchi!"
Mo Dao suddenly laughed out loud, then his whole body trembled, he raised his head and laughed loudly, a little crazy.
It turned out that his trembling was just holding back his laughter!
Suddenly, everyone was furious.
Qin Yun was not angry. He knew that once he got angry, he would make Mo Dao feel comfortable.
He said coldly: "So what?"
"After laughing, I still want to castrate you."
A sneer that made his scalp numb.
Mo Dao's smile froze, and he froze, as if he had eaten a dead mosquito. He looked at Qin Yun with a resentful murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
He said coldly: "You won't have that opportunity."
After saying that, he suddenly rose!
"Your Majesty, be careful!"
A few loud shouts sounded. Although Mo Dao could not have hurt Qin Yun, the Jinyiwei were still very nervous.
"No!"
"Stop him!"
"He wants to commit suicide!" Qin Yun yelled.
I saw that Mo Dao hit the wall. If he succeeded, his head would probably be like a watermelon crack.
Bang!
Two imperial guards pressed him down, and he immediately began to bite his tongue again, and blood flowed from his mouth.
"snort!"
"It's not that easy to die!"
Qin Yun's face was cold and he rushed forward and kicked.
Click!
Mo Dao's chin was instantly dislocated, and he couldn't even close his mouth. His blood was mixed with saliva and kept flowing down.
He couldn't speak, so he could only look at Qin Yun tightly.
But without a trace of fear, he was like a madman, a madman who was obsessed with it, would not let go at all!
Everyone's eyes were solemn.
Mr. Feng frowned: "Your Majesty, what should I do?"
Qin Yun pondered, so far, he had never seen such a stubborn prisoner. He was obviously afraid of castration, but he still didn't say it.
Strong inside!
"Let's stop here tonight."
"But what I say cannot be taken back."
"I have someone castrated him and not allowed to die. His sins have not been paid off. I am not as bodhisattva-minded as a heart."
After saying it lightly, Qin Yun glanced at him coldly and then left.
Looking at the team that was coming out, Mo Dao was angry, his eyes were scarlet, and his fingers penetrated deep into the ground, almost catching the gully.
Why can't we ever infuriate the Emperor of Daxia!
“Woo…!”
He struggled, trying to insult but couldn't make any sound, and only bloody saliva flowed along, extremely miserable and extremely embarrassed.
The next second, he was dragged into the darkness.
The prison officer with a knife followed in.
When the last moment the light dissipated, Mo Dao's pupils were filled with fear, as if he had run into a green-faced and fanged ghost.
"ah……"
"No..." His throat made a trembling sound.
What greets him is castration.
But he is not worthy of sympathy. As a mortal enemy, Qin Yun will not be ruthless because there is a large family behind him and the entire empire!
Listening to the depressed screams of the dark sky prison.
Qin Yun held his hands behind his back, his figure was majestic, and he strides forward.
He said with great force: "No matter how cruel the means are, I don't care. The blue sky and white sun in Daxia, the lights of thousands of families, and the eternal prosperity of all ages, and no one can stop me!"
"The White Lotus Sect must be destroyed!"
"play hard!!"
Hearing the sound, everyone behind him had goose bumps all over the floor, and then they became in awe!
Looking at the back, I felt an indescribable obedience and awe in my heart!
Your Majesty is still growing.
Walk out of the prison, the cool breeze blows away the irritability of summer.
"Your Majesty, I just thought about it carefully, is this White Lotus Church a remnant of several major clans?"
"There are only them who think they are superior and they think they are transcendent."
"And they do have great hatred with the court and you." Mr. Feng suddenly mentioned.