Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

Chou Southwest looked at Han Yang's resentment and unwillingness, and sighed, "I know you hate it, but since you've made such a move, don't blame him for being cruel."

Han Yang roared: "I just want to rob a little luck, why do they want to hurt me so much?"

Qiu Southwest said lightly: "You can hate, but then you'd better not do anything, they can make the whole S city disappear without a single finger, you are worse than an ant in their eyes, human beings are not the only ones in this world We cultivators may ascend to immortality in the end, this is true, so immortals exist, and so do demons."

"I told you earlier that they are definitely not people you can provoke. Don't be too big on your heart, but if you don't listen, do you think they won't know about sending someone into his house without leaving a trace? You It is a blessing to have a life to talk to me here, if you are stubborn, you will only die."

A trace of fear appeared on Han Yang's face, but the hatred still did not disappear: "Then what should I do, what should I do? Will I live like this in the future? They saved my life, but they made my life worse than death." .”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Tianxuanhuang's figure appeared out of thin air, and his icy voice was as cold as ten thousand years of ice: "Then the emperor will fulfill you and let you die."

The two were startled, and Han Yang grabbed Chou Southwest: "You...monster...Mr. Qiu, monster...quickly take him away..."

How could Qiu Southwest have time to pay attention to Han Yang at this moment, he was already immobilized by the coercion of Yutian Xuanhuang.

At this moment, he really wants to slap Han Yang hard...

Didn't hear what people said?

People say "the Emperor".

My lord, your sister, what is this?How many people in the world can call themselves the emperor?

Such a sky-reaching spell, such a noble aura as vast as the universe... This is a big shot that he can't even imagine?

With a plop, Qiu Southwest knelt on the ground.I dare not move my head against the ground.

Han Yang's neck was pinched by an invisible force, his body was lifted up, and his legs struggled wildly in the air.

Yutian Xuanhuang walked over slowly: "You will never pay back in ten lifetimes if you do something wrong with this emperor's son."

"Do you want to die so much? Then the emperor will fulfill you, not only in this life, but also in your next life, and in the next life, this emperor will kill you for ten lives..."

Yutian Xuanhuang's words startled Qiu Southwest and Han Yang, who was already suffering from breathing difficulties. His words were like an atomic bomb dropped with a heavy weight, causing them to feel fear all over the sky.

Kill him ten times?

this... this this...

Although Chou Southwest was annoyed at Han Yang's failure to live up to expectations, how could he have the heart to watch him be killed for ten lives? This is too terrifying.

Qiu Southwest kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Han Yang was just fascinated by ghosts for a while, please forgive him, please... I can guarantee that he will never appear in front of you again in the future, let alone do anything to hurt you and you. About your family, tomorrow... No, tonight, I will let his mother send him abroad and never come back..."

At this moment, Han Yang was really scared, and only then did he realize that what Qiu Xinnan said was right, he could be crushed to death without a shot.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but his neck was tightly strangled and he couldn't speak.

Han Yang's mother's voice suddenly came from outside: "Mr. Qiu... Is Han Yang awake?"

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