"What's going on?!" The middle-aged man paced around the room anxiously, gritting his teeth. He was so anxious that he no longer looked as confident as before.
"Didn't you say that everything has been arranged? The tail has also been swept away, how could the guys from the Wuhua Sect catch the pigtails?" He couldn't help but growl at the shrinking young man behind him.
The person at the back groaned under the impact of the strong spiritual power, and his blood surged. Before he even took a breath, a sweet and fishy smell surged out of his throat. After holding on for a while, he finally couldn't hold it back. Half of his body went limp, and he half knelt on the ground. The ground was a little scarlet.
It can be seen that the spiritual pressure around this place is not small. However, other items in the room remained motionless and seemed to have no impact at all, which was a bit strange.
"Say!" The middle-aged man held the opponent's collar, his eyes were a little red, and his expression was terrifying, as if he wanted to be killed by the person opposite him next moment.
"F-Father, I don't know. I don't know anything... I didn't mean to-" The young man seemed to be frightened and burst into tears. The cynical look on his face was gone. A look of fear.
He had never seen his adoptive father so angry. It's really terrible.
Rather than face his current anger, he would rather go back and be beaten by his father. This way at least he didn't have to worry, because his father wouldn't want to kill him no matter what. But just now, he really caught the killing intent rolling in his adopted father's eyes.
If conditions permit, the other party may really kill him. Zhong Fengjun has never realized it so clearly as now.
"You still say you don't know. Is it because you don't know or you didn't do it on purpose... I think you clearly did something wrong and refused to admit it. You're an idiot who succeeds only when he fails!" He was so angry that he finally couldn't help but follow him. Kicked hard in the chest.
I don't know if it was too strong, but it actually kicked the person away completely.
However, the next moment, before the opponent hit the wall, Meng Heng slid down heavily. There was a big gash on his forehead and he was bleeding violently. Lying on the ground, he coughed several times with difficulty. Bright red mixed with black bruises overflowed from the corners of his mouth and flowed down his neck. He looked very scary.
However, there was no mess in the direction he fell, and everything was properly placed in its place. Moreover, the other person seemed to be several feet's length away from the wall. How could it be possible for him to hit like this?
"Don't worry, I have deployed a powerful isolation spell. We can...speak slowly." The devil-like voice seemed to be mercifully announcing how merciful he was.
"Pap tap tap -" The footsteps approached step by step, and his voice became softer, but it was chilling.
So that's it. This true king set up a wooden method of isolation in the room to isolate all the movement and sound inside, otherwise he would not dare to tell the matter clearly.
The young man on the ground was still crawling, struggling feebly, as if he wanted to escape from this dangerous person.
"The mistake has been made, there is nothing we can do about it." After a good lesson, the middle-aged man seemed to have finally regained some of his consciousness and sneered.
At this time, Zhong Fengjun was tortured to the point of death, with more air coming out and less air coming in. If he doesn't receive treatment, he will probably collapse and die soon.
Yes, after all, he was beaten by a Nascent Soul Lord... This level of beating is also very powerful. A few more times and it will probably be useless.
"I...also...act according to orders, and have never...been...neglectful. I, I didn't know things would turn out like this..."
"I have sternly warned you to take everything seriously and not to be too arrogant or arrogant, otherwise sooner or later you will suffer backlash. If you don't listen... you will make a mess of things."
"I, the disciple really has a good life arranged. It's just that there were some minor accidents along the way, and the disciple really didn't know about it." Zhong Fengjun is still defending.
"Then tell me why?"
"Disciple, disciple, I didn't expect it. I don't know what's going on with the people of the Wuhua Sect? Their disciples have obviously damaged their foundations. I have to rest and rest, and I shouldn't. That person should leave, he should leave! "Zhong Fengjun's voice was hoarse, his eyes were red, and he looked like he was going crazy.
After hearing the words, the middle-aged man pondered for a while: "That's strange. Could it be that... they got some kind of panacea? Strange." Then he viciously said to the limp person on the ground: "Don't think you can escape guilt by changing the subject. .”
"It's one thing if this plan doesn't work, but it's another thing if it's discovered. If you hadn't been negligent, those idiots from the Wuhua Sect and the Guiyi Sect would have no excuse to come to our door. Now that we are all trapped here, we should be How about that?" He was still not satisfied with his anger, so he threw him several times until his heart was heaving and he was almost unable to relieve his anger.
In the huge room, there were only faint sounds of kicking and weak snoring.
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"Are you making trouble again?" An ordinary-looking monk in the yard glanced at the room behind him with bored eyes.
"Probably. I seem to have heard some noise again. These two people are really restless. They thought they were unnoticed. They were always mumbling and beating around inside." The other person was even more exaggerated, shouting loudly. Yawned.
"There is nothing I can do. After all, he is the True Monarch of Nascent Soul, and he is also a disciple of a large sect. Even if he commits a major crime, he can't be easily moved."
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Yes, after all, he was beaten by a Nascent Soul Lord... This level of beating is also very powerful. A few more times and it will probably be useless.
"I...also...act according to orders, and have never...been...neglectful. I, I didn't know things would turn out like this..."
"I have sternly warned you to keep everything in mind and not to be too arrogant or arrogant, otherwise sooner or later you will suffer backlash. If you don't listen... you will make a mess of things."
"I, the disciple really has a good life arranged. It's just that there were some minor accidents along the way, and the disciple really didn't know about it." Zhong Fengjun is still defending.
"Then tell me why?"
"Disciple, disciple, I didn't expect it. I don't know what's going on with the people of the Wuhua Sect? Their disciples have obviously damaged their foundations. I have to rest and rest, and I shouldn't. That person should leave, he should leave! "Zhong Fengjun's voice was hoarse, his eyes were red, and he looked like he was going crazy.
After hearing the words, the middle-aged man pondered for a while: "That's strange. Could it be that... they got some kind of panacea? Strange." Then he viciously said to the limp person on the ground: "Don't think you can escape guilt by changing the subject. .”
"It's one thing if this plan doesn't work, but it's another thing if it's discovered. If you hadn't been negligent, those idiots from the Wuhua Sect and the Guiyi Sect would have no excuse to come to our door. Now that we are all trapped here, we should be how?"
