Chen Jintao looked at the person tied to Gu Song, and found that his eyes were so frightened that there was only horror in his eyes, his body was trembling, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he couldn't speak.

"The Northern Hell Holy Venerable must have tied this disciple of the Northern Hell Pavilion here. ”

"I don't know what the Northern Underworld Saint Venerable is doing with this person tied up here!"

Thinking so, Chen Jintao immediately turned his head to the side and saw the face of the Northern Immortal Saint Venerable.

The face of the Northern Immortal Saint Venerable looked old and distinct.

Especially his eyes, which shimmered with blood, looked like a real big devil.

"Judging from his back, it does look very similar to my boss's back. ”

"But judging by his face, he doesn't look like my boss at all. ”

Chen Jintao thought so, and carefully looked at the face of the Northern Underworld Saint Venerable, and always felt that there was something wrong with the face of the Northern Underworld Saint Venerable.

But what was wrong with the face of the Northern Immortal Saint Venerable, Chen Jintao couldn't think of it for a while. He just had an intuition that there was something strange about the face of the Northern Immortal Saint Venerable!

"Old fellow, what do you want to do when you bring labor and management here like chickens? MMP, ten thousand horses galloping!"

In Chen Jintao's heart, at this time, he secretly scolded the Northern Saint Venerable hundreds of times.

But verbally, Chen Jintao definitely didn't dare to scold.

Not long ago, Chen Jintao was taken away by the Northern Immortal Venerable, and he had no strength to resist at all.

What a terrible Northern Immortal Venerable!

If Chen Jintao still scolds people in front of him at this time, it is because he is tired of living.

For a while, Chen Jintao's mind appeared in the "three-character scripture" - forbearance, drag, sweet!

To endure is to endure at this moment, and never collide with the Northern Underworld Holy Venerable.

To procrastinate is to delay time. Delay for a while, maybe there will be a turnaround.

Sweet means that the mouth should be sweet. Say some good things first, and then appease the Northern Immortal Venerable. Otherwise, he may immediately die at the hands of the Northern Immortal Venerable.

Chen Jintao had never used this "three-character scripture" before.

However, the situation is compelling, and at this moment, we have to resort to this "three-character scripture" Dafa in order to survive.

Chen Jintao thought of this, and hit his guts, his mouth was very sweet:

"Haha, the most respected Lord of the Northern Underworld. When I first joined the Northern Pavilion, I knew that you were in retreat. Your retreat is a great event for us in the North Pavilion. Now, when the Holy Venerable is out of the customs, he must have cultivated the exercises you want to cultivate to the Great Perfection. ”

Speaking of this, Chen Jintao arched his hand towards the Northern Immortal Saint Venerable, and continued:

"Haha, congratulations to the Holy Venerable, you have another great creation. In the future, the future of our Northern Hell Pavilion will depend on Lord Saint Venerable. As soon as the Holy Venerable is out of the horse, he will definitely defeat the Holy Mountain. At that time, our Northern Pavilion was the real Dao Sect. ”

Who knows, the Northern Immortal Venerable is not easy to fool.

The Northern Immortal Saint Venerable Sen smiled coldly, and the blood in his eyes was even more terrifying:

"Chen Jintao, what are you pretending to be in front of me? The Northern Immortal Fairy may not know that you are the god of death of the new generation of Yagami members of the Holy Mountain. But I'm not the Northern Immortal, I know that you are Chen Jintao, the god of death under Liu Bei's command. ”

it!

You old fellow, you know who I am?

Is there any need to play with this?

My three-character scripture Dafa may not work!

At this time, Chen Jintao was already cold, but he was still unwilling to give up the chance to survive:

"Hehe, Lord Saint, you are really powerful. That's right, I'm Chen Jintao, the god of death. But I've joined the North Pavilion, and I still sincerely congratulate you on your great transformation. ”

"Don't talk nonsense! I want you to betray Liu Bei and kidnap Su Yujing for me, are you willing? If you are willing, I will pass on some of the supreme exercises of the "Northern Darkness Spectrum" to you. ”

The Holy Venerable of the Northern Underworld didn't want to pretend, and bluntly said that he had "The Spectrum of the Northern Underworld".

Betrayal of Ryubetsu?

No way!

Kidnapping Su Yujing?

More unlikely!

However, due to the fact that the Northern Immortal Saint Venerable was too powerful, Chen Jintao still chose to refuse euphemistically:

"Haha, I'll think about it again. I'll give you a clear answer in three days. No, it doesn't take three days, it only takes one day. ”

At this time, Chen Jintao was lucky, thinking that it would be good if he could drag it out for a day.

"When I was a fool, would I give you a day to think about it?"

Speaking of this, the Northern Immortal Saint Venerable sacrificed a small delicate jade pot.

"Nine Turns of Blood!"

I only heard the Northern Immortal Venerable say these four words, and I saw the disciple of the Northern Immortal Pavilion who was tied to the ancient pine, and suddenly screamed, and five or six blood holes immediately appeared on his body.

Streams of blood splattered out of his body.

Some of the blood was dragged into the jade pot.

More blood was sucked into his mouth by the Northern Immortal Saint Venerable, and he drank it like a drink.

Drinking human blood is similar in nature to eating human flesh!

Disgusting!

Disgusting!

Wail!

Chen Jintao vomited in disgust.

"The dog said, this old thing is too evil, it will definitely be destroyed by heaven and earth!" Chen Jintao scolded secretly in his heart.

"Disgusting? Hehe, before the deity practiced the Nine Turns Blood Induction Technique and the Vampire Technique of the Northern Hell Vientiane Spectrum, he also felt that human blood was disgusting. But after I practiced these two exercises, I gradually got used to it. ”

After the Northern Hell Holy Venerable said this, the blood on the disciple of the Northern Hell Pavilion had been sucked out.

The disciple died a very miserable death, and the expression in his eyes was only fear and despair.

"Haha, Chen Jintao, come, you drink too. ”

As he spoke, the Northern Immortal Saint Venerable handed the jade pot full of blood to Chen Jintao, and continued:

"Drink it, and you'll know how delicious the blood is. Later, I will pass on some of the exercises of your "Northern Hell Spectrum", and you will be able to get enlightenment very quickly. ”

Chen Jintao hurriedly retreated:

"No, no, no, you drink it slowly by yourself, I will never drink it, and I won't drink it even if I am killed!"

"Well, dare to disobey my instructions?" the Northern Immortal Venerable was furious, and the blood in his eyes was even more terrifying.

"I really don't drink it, and I don't drink it if I am killed!" Chen Jintao is principled.

Chen Jintao will never drink the same kind of blood.

"Yes, you dare to disobey my will. As he spoke, the Northern Hell Saint Venerable took out another pitch-black pill:

"I'll see if you drink it or not! ”

it!

This black pill must not be a good thing.

Escape ——!

Chen Jintao flashed this thought, secretly lucked his real power, and flashed when he pulled his legs.

"You can't escape. ”

The words of the Northern Immortal Saint Venerable sounded in Chen Jintao's ears, and Chen Jintao's body was no longer under his own control.

In an instant, the black pill had been stuffed into Chen Jintao's mouth by the Northern Immortal Saint Venerable.

"I don't eat it!"

Chen Jintao wanted to resist, but he still couldn't use the slightest true strength, so he could only let the black pill slide into his stomach.

After that, the Northern Immortal Saint Venerable let go of Chen Jintao and smiled fiercely:

"Chen Jintao, now who do you say your master is? Do you want to betray Liu Bei?"

Chen Jintao's mind began to be violently confused at this moment, and a voice appeared in his mind-My master is the Northern Immortal Saint Venerable.

But soon, Chen Jintao felt that there was a figure of Emperor Wa in his sea of consciousness that was regaining his mind.

This should be the effect of the Meditation Pill given to him by the Divine Witch Mother-in-law.

"Of course my master is Liu Bei. If I die, I will never betray the Lord!" At this time, Chen Jintao still struggled with his groggy and chaotic consciousness and said these words.

(End of chapter)