"I have something to say to him."

Qiye pointed at Fulong and said.

Jiang Ping was stunned for a moment, and then smiled:

"OK."

He didn't ask Qiye if he would kill Fulong with him on his back, there was no need.

Since he decided to keep Fulong's life, Qiye would not go against him in such a small matter.

Yes, I'm very confident.

After saying that, he patted Fulong on the shoulder again:

"Take care of yourself."

Hello, don't leave!

I have something to discuss, I have a sister!

Once this person breaks his bottom limit, he will never know where the bottom limit is.

Unfortunately, Jiang Ping did not hear Fu Long's heart, so he walked without any nostalgia, leaving only a handsome back.

Fulong looked at Jiang Ping who turned around and left with his sister's body sale contract, and suddenly felt the deep malice of this world towards him.

Qiye, who was gradually approaching in front of him, made his heart beat violently. He felt his throat was dry and wanted to drink water.

"Holy...His Son, what do you want to say to me?"

"I know he wants to save your life because he doesn't want me to offend the Heavenly Lord Palace and cause trouble for me in the future." Qi Ye said lightly.

‘The fuck is that he fell in love with my sister!’

Fulong wailed in his heart, but when he saw Qiye's eyes, he would feel a faint warmth that would appear when his son mentioned.

He knew that if he dared to say this.

Maybe people think they are provoking their relationship, but they will lose their heads the next moment.

So Fulong chose to shut up and understood a truth at the same time.

This person, even if he is perverted like Qiye, will be selectively blind.

Didn’t you see the wolf-like light that Jiang Ping heard from my sister’s eyes just now?

That is covetousness, possession, and unhidden desire!

So Fulong is 80% sure that Jiang Ping really knows his sister and even has inappropriate thoughts about him.

However, for the sake of his life, he comforted his sister in his heart that even Jiang Ping could not do anything to his sister.

Well, if you do this, it will be more at ease to sell your sister.

Only heard Qiye continue:

"But he underestimated me too much. The Heavenly Lord Palace is nothing but a dry bone in the tomb. He relies on the name of the Heavenly Lord to be king in these thirteen Kingdoms.

If I were the Grand Master, the Heavenly Lord Palace would be nothing more than.

But I will not swear his kindness. Since he wants to save your life, I will not kill you."

Fulong's heart suddenly fell, and a flattering smile appeared on his face:

"Thank you, Your Highness, I will be loyal to you in the future.

He asked me to dance, but I didn't sing, he asked me to jump off the building, but I would never jump on the river. Anyway, I would do whatever he asked me to do."

He now understood that saying good things about his young master is much better than flattering a few words of Qiye.

Qiye did not agree. He stretched out a hand, and his fair and slender palms looked like the magic of the Creator, without any flaws, making people unable to believe that this was a man's hand.

Suddenly, the palm suddenly turned bloody, as if blood was condensed, and there was a terrifying bloody smell in the air.

"Big...Big Blood God Hand!"

Fulong said with his lips trembling.

The Great Blood God Hand, one of the ten magical skills of the Demon Sect, the blood coagulation technique, the palm is ruthless, and the vitality is destroyed under the blood hand, which is the first-class magical skill.

However, once you practice this skill, you will inevitably fall into the desire to kill. As the magic skill deepens, the desire to kill will penetrate into the soul, until it becomes an inhuman killing machine.

The ten magic skills of the Demon Sect are infinitely powerful and unfathomable, but the sequelae are also worse than the other. Otherwise, how can it be called the Demon Sect?

Moreover, there is no solution to the sequelae of the Great Blood God Hand. The stronger the skill, the easier it will be to arouse your desire to kill. Unless it is a waste of merit, it can only be cured.

But who would be willing to turn himself into a useless person, especially the people of the Demon Sect, would rather die than lose his strength.

Because they know that without strength, living is more uncomfortable than death, no one can do the theoretical solution.

Compared with the method of chewing iron, there is also a difference.

Moreover, the Great Blood God Hand vaguely restrains the iron chewing technique, and is invulnerable to swords and guns. The indestructible metal body of the Vajra cannot stop the blood coagulation technique of the Great Blood God Hand that is like the spring breeze and rain.

"Holy...His Son, no, don't!"

Fulong begged fiercely.

As soon as Qiye sucked his palm, Fulong was involuntarily pressed under his palm.

"You have too much selfishness. Even if there is a blood worm in your body, the magic trick confuses people's minds. I still don't feel at ease when you stay by his side.

Today I will ruin your iron method and save you."

In the severe pain, Fulong felt that the golden iron blood that he had worked hard were constantly swallowed by a palm that looked like a stove, and his body was hollowed out bit by bit.

But Fulong was even more afraid to resist at this time.

If he had said that he had secretly practiced the iron chewing method before, he was to have the courage to face Qiye.

But at this moment, seeing Qiye's great blood divine hand with profound skills, he suddenly understood a truth: he was just an ordinary person and could not compare with a pervert.

Who would have thought that Qi Ye, who looked deserted and had no blink of an eye, would actually practice the blood divine hand with the most serious killing spirit among the ten magical skills of the Demon Sect.

As expected, beyond reason.

No wonder his strength has progressed so quickly and his mind is so consistent with magic skills. He will naturally be able to practice it for a long time.

But isn't he afraid of losing control?

The more the mind and nature are, the faster the progress is, and the greater the possibility of losing control.

But Fulong couldn't think about it soon because a feeling that was more painful than before hitting his soul.

His face was extremely twisted, and he screamed in a sad voice. His whole body was caught by a powerful suction force, floating in the air, and the golden blood was constantly extracted and transformed out of thin air.

At this moment, Fulong not only felt physically but also heartache.

You know, he ate these blood and energy one by one.

The so-called method of chewing iron really requires eating iron blocks. Those iron bumps are particularly stunning, so it is easy for him to eat it.

However, no matter how painful it is, Fulong will also make fun of suffering and think about everything in the right direction.

Since Qiye went through such a lot of trouble with him and had to dissolve his iron-chewing method, he shouldn't die.

Besides, he hasn't been happy with this magic skill for a long time.

Without the iron-chewing method, he can restore his former handsome and handsome image. When he walks on the street, a beautiful lady will look back and smile at him.

I don’t know how long it took, Fulong felt that his pain was almost numb. He was like a sugar cane bagasse that had been chewed countless times, dry and had no moisture at all.

With a bang, Fulong fell to the ground. When he looked up, he saw that Qiye had already disappeared.

...

"Aren't you worried that I will kill him?"

The sky in the distance began to turn white, and Qiye asked Jiang Ping next to him.

Jiang Ping smiled and said, "Just listening to the sound of slaughtering pigs just now, I knew he was in good spirits.

But even if you kill him, that's not a problem. Will I hurt our relationship for an outsider?"

Isn’t it that people are not dead? Now I say a few beautiful words and everyone is happy.

Jiang Ping thought so.

Besides, Qiye really killed Fulong, can he still turn against him? Can he beat others after turning against him?

In this regard, Jiang Ping has always been very cowardly.

Hearing this, Qiye smiled slightly from the corner of his mouth:

"The battle between the Demon Sect is to live and die, so Fulong must die. I keep his current appearance and ask him to change his name, and there will be no such person in the world in the future."

"I understand, I'm familiar with this set."

Jiang Ping still has a lot of experience in how to transform.

Qiye nodded, his face regained its coldness, as if the smile just now was just an illusion.

"I'm leaving."

Jiang Ping felt a flash in front of him and the figure had disappeared.

"Hey, take good care of yourself, I'm still waiting for you to take me to fly!"

Jiang Ping shouted to the horizon.

As the shouts dissipated, the clouds scattered in the sky, and the golden light shone through the four directions.
Chapter completed!