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Chapter 549 How Can You Not Hate Me?
No matter how vicious people are in the temple, they will not kill them, let alone abuse torture. I believe that there is still the possibility of purifying their sins and reincarnating.

Therefore, the heaviest punishment in the temple is to be imprisoned in Abi Hell for life, not including any corporal punishment.

Therefore, although Qu Pei is hopeless at this time, what he really suffers from is that he can no longer serve his lord, not that he is about to suffer the most severe punishment.

"The supreme god, the supreme sage, please condemn your sins, wash the souls of sinners, and purify the dirty sins."

After Jue Zhanshu reported exactly as required, he bowed and knelt down, waiting for the order from the Holy One to send the sinner to Avici Hell.

Qu Pei Jinxian also bowed, and repeated weakly: "The supreme god, the supreme sage, please forgive me, cleanse my soul, and purify my dirty...uh..."

Before Qu Pei Jinxian finished speaking, Gong Jue Zhanshu only felt a gust of wind suddenly blowing around him.

The person who was still kneeling next to him one second, completely disappeared in the next second, as if he had evaporated from the world.

And his unfinished voice still remained in the air without falling.

Gong Jue Zhanshu was taken aback for a moment, and then he heard a loud "boom" blast behind him, followed by a painful but hoarse low cry.

Gong Jue Zhanshu turned his head in shock, only to see a white figure appearing at one side of the palace gate a hundred meters away.

The one who was strangling tightly in his hand was Qu Pei Jinxian.

But for a moment...

Compared with Gongjue Zhanshu, Qu Pei Jinxian himself was even more surprised, because he really couldn't believe that what happened to him just now could actually happen.

24 The Golden Immortal is the most noble existence besides the Holy Venerable and the three guardians. They guard the eight halls and sixteen palaces of the Tianxuan Temple respectively.

Among them, as the envoy of the Palace of Infinite Life guarding evil spirits, Qu Pei Jinxian's strength is the most outstanding among the 24 Jinxians.

When was the last time he was defeated, Jiude Qupei Jinxian couldn't remember.

However, it was such a powerful god, who was picked up from the ground by a man by his neck, and then dragged out for hundreds of meters. There was no room for resistance at all. It slammed into the wall with a bang.

It was an incomparably hard marble wall, and a hole was punched out by the flesh.

At this time, Qu Pei Jinxian could feel that his spine had been completely shattered, and his internal organs were like balloons that had been poked.

And his neck was still tightly strangled, and two jade fingers were halfway between his neck, dyeing all his blood into purple.

However, Qu Pei Jinxian didn't even feel the pain and suffocation, because at this time his heart was completely occupied by fear.

It was as if a person was reflected in his pupils, which could shatter his pupils.

The face of the person in front of him was like a bright moon, and his eyes were like stars, his handsomeness was infinitely magnified by his distinct facial features.

But it was such an extremely handsome face, but it was completely covered by the shadow of prey, which made one's hair stand on end.

In addition to the shadow of prey, it is the absolute supreme authority, and the sense of oppression looking down from a high place.

And his eyes are completely red.

It was not the red that wet the eye sockets, but blood red, as if it could drip blood at any time.

On his jade face, a few blue veins stood out clearly on his forehead.

Looking at him is like looking at a devil in the abyss.

Qu Pei has never met the person in front of him, but he already knows very clearly that the person in front of him is the supreme god, the Lord he is loyal to.

Maybe it was because looking at him, I just felt that my soul was being crushed.

Or maybe it's because only the Lord of All Gods can crush a person who is a god like an ant.

Qu Pei has lived for decades and has served two sages, this is the first time he has seen the face of the supreme sage.

He didn't expect that the god who stood at the highest point in the world had such a handsome face, just like an ordinary boy walking in the fields.

If there is no suffocating sense of oppression.

At the same time, Qu Pei Jinxian knew that the true face of the Holy One was his life-threatening talisman.

Over there, Gong Jue Zhanshu finally rushed to the side of the two of them after trotting for a while, standing behind the saint at a loss, and was about to speak hesitantly when he heard the saint growl in a low voice.

"Why, tell me why you betrayed me, why!"

His Holiness' voice was hoarse, and there was great resentment and anger in it.

"How dare you?"

He squeezed each word out from between his teeth, and his eyes were almost spitting fire.

Compared with when he conveyed God's will, his voice was full of emptiness and emptiness that were free from the world. Such a voice was more like a human being, but it was also more frightening.

Qu Pei Jinxian, who was pinched by the neck, was speechless, but the Holy One obviously didn't need to answer either.

The strength in his hands was getting stronger and stronger, the hatred in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger, the blood in his eyes was so thick that Qu Pei Jinxian felt that there was a hazy layer of blood mist in front of his eyes.

In the end, his fingertips fell with a fatal force, and Qu Pei Jinxian's neck tilted and he died.

Half a day after his death, the holy venerable still clung to his neck and did not let go, his shoulders trembled undetectably.

"Your honor..."

After a long time, Gongjue Zhanshu finally spoke, but it was cut off before he finished speaking.

"Lock his corpse in Abi Hell." The Holy One said coldly, still ruthless with lingering anger, "The eighteenth floor."

After speaking, he let go of his hand, turned around and walked into the temple. After two or three steps, he disappeared out of thin air, and the person who fell off his fingertips like a piece of paper had not yet fallen to the ground.

Gongjue Zhanshu immediately stepped forward to support the corpse, looked at the disappearing shadow of the Holy Lord, thought twice, and left with the corpse.

The further you go into the temple, the darker it becomes.

At the end, it was pitch black and there was no light.

Jing Shijialan's pace became slower and slower, and finally stopped.

Beside him, the fist that had been tightly clenched was finally slowly loosened, just as the blood in his eyes faded like the tide.

Since Jing Shajialan became the crown prince, he has hidden all his emotions under indifference for more than ten years.

But today, he completely lost his composure.

Hey……

Looking at the endless darkness, Jing Shijialan let out a long sigh, the pain still surging in his heart.

Xuan Wanyan, how can I not hate you.

. . .

The Golden Temple in the middle of the night.

Without the tide of courtiers, without the flood of sunlight, there is only the golden dragon on the dome and the old man sitting on the dragon chair.

At this time, the Golden Luan Hall is more like a magnificent isolated island than the Imperial Power Hall, which is the core hub of the largest empire on the mainland.

At this time, the only person inside is more like a lonely old man than the ninety-five supreme master who controls tens of millions of lives.

(End of this chapter)