"Master, senior, should we take action now?" Xuanyuan Yijue and the others hid aside and watched the entire drama.
Finally, Zhu Mingchun exploded and everyone was fooled by the witch. Then he saw the witch and Xuan Tianxing flying back laughing. Now the witch was smiling, but she still looked miserable as she had been knocked away just now.
And everyone in the congregation fell to the ground. Their faces were red, yellow, white, or black. They were either angry, ashamed, or depressed. They were all five colors at that time.
There was even Zhu Wenzheng who shook his body and wanted to get up with all his strength, and then fight the witch and the others desperately. Unexpectedly, he was knocked down by the witch with a single finger.
Then they saw the witch pick up Zhu Mingchun's head after rolling "Gululu" aside, and then took out his real body from his body and put it back in again with a smile.
After finishing this, the witch laughed at Zhu Mingchun who was standing aside and was still adapting to her body again: "Not bad, not bad, what a righteous annihilation of relatives."
"From now on, as long as you obey me, I'm starting to feel a little reluctant to let you die!"
Zhu Mingchun had just received his head back and was still getting used to his body again. Therefore, it was difficult to completely control his body for the moment, so he had to bow in an awkward manner and said: "My lord, you promised me that you would never hurt my uncle."
"Pooh!"
Unexpectedly, Zhu Wenzheng did not have such soft bones as Zhu Mingchun, but he cursed: "Beast! If you die, you will die. You are groveling to some monster. Are you trying to make my Zhu family never be able to hold their heads up again? Are you? Have you forgotten the blood shed by my ancestors of the Zhu family?"
Zhu Wenzheng's scolding immediately made Zhu Mingchun's face twitch, and he felt embarrassed for a moment.
The witch was still impatient and cursed Zhu Wen, so she knocked him down with a single finger. He chuckled and said: "What a smelly and hard bone. I want to see if you are still as tough as you are now."
After speaking, he lightly hooked his fingers, picked up one of Zhu Wenzheng's two judge pens that had fallen aside, threw it to Zhu Mingchun and said: "Okay, little guy, go and pick up the two pens from Qingyun Mountain and Longhu Mountain over there. If he is killed, he will be considered as a promissory note."
"With these two lives, Taiwei Pavilion will definitely not tolerate you even if you come to Qingyun Mountain and Longhu Mountain!"
He said that his eyes were cold and he stared at Zhu Mingchun's actions.
Zhu Mingchun originally thought that his performance just now could be regarded as saving his life, but he didn't expect that he would be asked to kill someone who had no power to restrain a chicken. He couldn't help but tremble, and even the hand connected to the judge's pen trembled slightly.
Zeng Daniu, who was lying on the ground, was quite tough. Although his movements were restricted, he still patted his chest and said, "Boy, come to grandpa. If grandpa frowns, he is as weak as you!" "
Zeng Daniu's scolding made Zhu Mingchun's face turn cold. He is usually the eldest son of the young master, but as the eldest grandson of the Zhu family, he is afraid of dropping it when he holds it in his hand, and it is afraid of melting when he holds it in his mouth. He has never been so insulted and despised.
This made him feel evil. He grabbed the judge's pen and walked over step by step and said: "Bah! What's the good of dying for an idiot whose brain was kicked by a donkey? If he dies, there will be nothing left!"
"Besides, try pretending to be a hero after you suffered as much and inhuman torture as I did. Let me tell you, you might not be able to resist longer than me! "
After saying that, he made a "pop" sound and intentionally poked the judge pen crookedly into Zeng Daniu's shoulder, and said viciously: "When I was tortured just now, where were you? When I was treated inhumanely just now Where are you?"
"I'm telling you, don't feel that you are extremely innocent. Didn't the poke I just poked on your shoulder hurt? Huh! It's a pity that it's not even one ten thousandth of the pain I suffered!"
After saying that, he suddenly pulled out the judge's pen from Zeng Daniu's shoulder, and was about to stab it into his heart.
"okay!"
Just when Zhu Mingchun was about to take action, the witch suddenly sneered. With a slight pull of his fingers, Zhu Mingchun's hand was stilled. Her beautiful eyes turned and she said sweetly: "I suddenly remembered that all of these people are useful to me."
"Well, I heard what you just said was very good. You use this judge's pen to poke a transparent hole in your uncle's body. Thinking about it, that should be enough. Hurry up, we have to do something serious!"
Zhu Mingchun's face was startled, and he said with some surprise: "Sir... Sir, you, you promised me not to hurt my uncle."
"Hey..." the witch clicked her tongue twice, looked down at Zhu Mingchun and sneered: "I'm afraid you have forgotten your identity now. Do you still think that you are the young master of the domineering Zhu family? How dare you Did you tell me the terms?"
"I tell you the truth, you are just a dog lying at my feet now. Master, when I am in a good mood, I will naturally give you two meat bones to eat, but don't forget that you are just a dog! .”
"If you dare to hum casually, I won't mind breaking your spine!"
After saying this, the witch looked at Zhu Mingchun with satisfaction as even the last trace of her pride had been drained away. As if he was deliberately torturing him, he released Zhu Wenzheng's restraint, pointed at him and said: "Okay, let's do it, remember not to wear away my patience easily!"
It was hard for Zhu Wen to speak again, but this time he became silent. He stared at Zhu Mingchun, whose legs were like lead, and moved towards him step by step. The look in his eyes was full of disappointment, and Zhu Mingchun simply lost the courage to look at him.
He waited until Zhu Mingchun had come close to him, and suddenly said in a gentle but urgent voice: "Mingchun, do it! Remember to come to your heart. I swear to my death that I will not be a puppet of a monster. If you still think that I am, Your uncle, just give me a pleasure!"
Zhu Mingchun shuddered, raised his eyes that he didn't dare to look at Zhu Wenzheng at all, and stared at Zhu Wenzheng's face in surprise. He probably couldn't figure out until his death why there were still people willing to sacrifice their lives so easily.
On the contrary, it was the witch. Although he heard Zhu Wenzheng's words, he was not in a hurry to stop Zhu Wenzheng from speaking out. Instead, she stared at Zhu Mingchun's back with interest. She probably also wanted to see what Zhu Mingchun would choose.
But Zhu Mingchun was like a sieve that kept shaking, murmuring constantly: "Why? Why? Why?"
His voice was so low that even Zhu Wenzheng across from him could hardly hear him clearly. But soon his voice became louder and louder, and he became more and more crazy.
It felt as if no one present could understand him, his choices, and his painstaking efforts. It was more as if some kind of pain was suddenly rushing out of his chest and throat.
Just when Zhu Wenzheng suddenly went crazy, there was only a "pop" sound, and a judge's pen was inserted diagonally into Zhu Wenzheng's heart.
"No..." Zhu Mingchun suddenly screamed in fear. As if asking for mercy, he fiercely supported his uncle.
I saw him turning his face with some difficulty, with countless tears streaming down his face. This made him look even more like a madman. He looked at everyone's face and explained constantly and desperately: "I didn't kill him, it wasn't me... he bumped into him himself."
But unfortunately, except for the witch who had a cruel smile on her face, everyone's face showed a look of disdain.
