There is a particle floating in the void of Canghui City, which is the Quicksand Pagoda.
at this time.
In Zhao Fan's exclusive quiet room, he loosened the rope in his hand and looked at Li Guanyue who was kneeling on the ground. However, the owner of Xu Mie Lou was very conscious and did not follow him in.
Door, close.
One is standing and the other is kneeling.
"Han Ruyi, do you have other clones?"
Zhao Fan asked in a cold tone.
"No."
As a soul slave, Li Guanyue always responds to requests. Even if he really has a clone, even if he wants to hide it, he will be controlled by the soul slave mark and reveal everything.
"That's good, save yourself the trouble."
Zhao Fan had a thought and said: "Remove!"
next moment.
The slave mark in Li Guanyue's soul dissipated and he regained his freedom.
"I……"
Li Guanyue lowered her head in confusion, then raised her hand to touch the hole in her chest. The scene during the period of being controlled also appeared in her mind. She stood up in fear and said: "That bitch's true spirit has not been destroyed. Lose?"
"Bitch?"
Zhao Fan stretched out his right hand, bang!
A slap knocked Han Ruyi over and hit her against a hard wall. Her body fell to the ground with traces of blood, and half of her teeth were broken, and her entire face, which contained a temperament that turned all living beings upside down, was crooked. !
And Zhao Fan's control of the force of his attack was also just right. Not only was it not fatal, but a trace of life force was mixed in, making the pain infinitely greater.
As a result, that slap was not just a slap on the face, but also caused burning pain in the soul, making Li Guanyue, who was on the ground level, feel that life was worse than death.
"Say, who is the bitch?"
Zhao Fan walked up to Li Guanyue, knelt down and smiled at her.
"You're a bastard of a man and a demon!"
Li Guanyue roared with ferocious eyes, and blood splashed, but none of it could touch Zhao Fan who was so close at hand.
"Do you know why I let you regain your freedom?" Zhao Fan said as he stretched out his palm again, snap!
Li Guanyue's body flew up again, rushed to the top wall of the quiet room, and landed heavily. At this moment, she was out of breath and could not be more seriously injured. If the force of a three-year-old child was exerted on her, she would be directly injured. fatal!
but.
However, Zhao Fan flipped his palm and manifested a white, round elixir.
The moment the elixir appeared, a charming fragrance filled the air.
"Open your mouth."
Zhao Fan said with a smile, "The power of one pill is enough to bring you back to prosperity a hundred times from near death."
Li Guanyue guessed the other party's intention and glared at each other: "Bastard, don't think I don't know what you want to do! Don't even think of succeeding!"
If the words fall, she will commit suicide. In this case, she will still have the initiative!
"wanna die?"
Zhao Fan's voice seemed to contain magic power, and Li Guanyue's movements froze, unable to move at all!
Immediately, Zhao Fan sent the elixir into Li Guanyue's mouth with a flick of his fingertips. He also thoughtfully catalyzed it and even set a restriction. Once Li Guanyue was in a dying state, the remaining elixir power would be triggered to replenish it. , this service is quite good.
This is a top-grade healing elixir at the prefectural level. For Li Guanyue, the two extreme states of near death and prosperity have been repeated a hundred times, which is too little, at least close to two hundred times.
Zhao Fan smiled.
Li Guanyue's injuries recovered at a dizzying speed!
"I'm so sorry!"
Li Guanyue gritted her teeth and said with a ferocious smile: "Back at Duantou Cliff, I should have killed you directly instead of giving Zhao Tianchang a chance to kick you down!"
"Thank you so much for that."
Zhao Fan's hands opened the bow left and right, bang bang!
Two slaps down.
Li Guanyue's vitality bottomed out again, and he triggered the power of the elixir and recovered as before.
"Hahaha!"
Li Guanyue laughed like crazy, "If you have the guts, just kill me!"
"kill you?"
Zhao Fan said disdainfully: "Han Ruyi, do you believe that even if I kill you, there are a hundred ways to resurrect you and then kill you a hundred times?"
Han Ruyi's pupils shrank. She had long sensed the opponent's aura fluctuations. He was already at the peak of the middle earth level. But what he just said, logically speaking, let alone the middle earth level, even the peak of the earth level did not have that kind of capital. , but it happened to be said from the other party's mouth, making her uncontrollably believe it.
"Before, I just wanted to kill you."
Zhao Fan shook his head and sighed, and said with a smile: "But now, I want you to be alive."
"Why...why?" Li Guanyue asked with a fearful expression, the kind of fear that comes from the origin of the soul.
"Because, whoever you owe the most will be the one to finish you off." Zhao Fan beamed.
“Who do I owe the most?”
Li Guanyue asked in disbelief: "Bai Ling'er, can you still be resurrected?"
"I'm sorry to tell you, yes."
Zhao Fan nodded.
"Impossible, impossible!" Li Guanyue shook her head and said: "She fell in the human world, but now, the true spirit is in the Yuan world."
"My methods are beyond your imagination?"
Zhao Fan waved his hand and slapped him again.
Li Guanyue once again left a trace of blood beautifully in the quiet room. Later, the injury recovered as before. At this moment, the pain in her body and soul was indescribable, a hundred times greater than the pain of an ordinary pregnant woman during childbirth. !
Death has become a luxurious fantasy...
"change!"
Zhao Fan looked at Li Guanyue's appearance and had a thought.
Li Guanyue's facial features changed into the appearance of Han Ruyi in his memory.
Not only that, it is not an illusion, but a real change as if it had undergone plastic surgery!
"I'll slap your face now to feel it."
Zhao Fan's eternal state of mind is to do whatever he wants, and his will is the correct direction of his state of mind.
After he finished speaking, he took out a mirror and waved it in front of Han Ruyi's eyes.
"you……"
Han Ruyi was so angry that she vomited blood. She felt that she was completely defeated in front of the ordinary-looking young figure in her eyes!
"Huh? What's wrong with me?"
Zhao Fan asked with a smile on his face.
When Han Ruyi was about to curse viciously, without even uttering the first word, he received a huge slap that seemed to be covered with needles.
She felt dizzy and at the same time, the heartbreaking pain was superimposed.
After the elixir healed his injuries, Han Ruyi was twitching from head to toe.
"The slap in front is the interest collected on behalf of my mother."
Zhao Fan spoke attentively, and then started another round of beatings with his palm.
Snapped!
Bang bang!
It went off ten times like firecrackers.
"This was slapped by Dai Qianqian." Zhao Fan put down his palm, and after a while, he started the third round of whipping.
Snapped……
"This is smoked on behalf of my father!"
Snapped……
"This is drawn for the Zhao family!"
Snapped……
"This is smoked on behalf of Yukiji!"
Snapped……
The total slaps slapped on Han Ruyi's face had been broken a hundred times.
And at this time.
Han Ruyi's mood was completely shattered. She lay on the ground, holding her head and begging in a low voice: "Kill me! Zhao Fan, I shouldn't have done anything to Zhao Yan, Bai Ling'er, the Zhao family, you and Lin Qianqian and the fetus in her belly do that!"
"kill you?"
Zhao Fan shook his head slightly and said with regret: "I told you, your life will have to wait until my mother comes to take it personally."
"No, no, I want to die now!" Han Ruyi's collapsed cry echoed in the retreat room.
"Here, I'll give you another pill."
As Zhao Fan spoke, a stream of light came out from his hand and fell into Han Ruyi's mouth. Then he introduced it and said: "This is a heavenly healing holy elixir. A slap like the one just now can probably be slapped ten thousand times more. "
"Ten...ten thousand!"
After hearing this, Han Ruyi scurried away, rolling and crawling on the ground desperately. Unfortunately, the retreat room had only one exit, and it was still closed.
"return!"
As soon as Zhao Fan thought, Han Ruyi's figure fell in front of him as if controlled by voice.
"How can you let me go?" Han Ruyi roared sadly.
"Let you go?"
Zhao Fan's faint voice fell into her ears, "Sorry, in the next life... Oh, no, the next life does not exist for you."
