However, from beginning to end, I never heard the slightest cry or begging for mercy from Meng Poyi.

"Zhao Qianrong!" Hua Qirong burst into tears, his voice had become hoarse, and he still kept saying, "Stop! You stop! Let go of Sect Master Zisang, what hatred do you have coming at me!"

Hua sat in another cell with her legs folded, the bloody images in front of her that maximized the fear in her heart. But as long as she thought that the person who was being tortured was Meng Poyi, and she hated Meng Poyi to the core, she felt an inexplicable relief and happiness in her heart.

This feeling allowed her to suppress the fear in her heart, and she was not willing to let go of such a bloody and cruel picture at all.

At this time, Zhao Qianrong suddenly stopped the movement in his hand.

"There's a guest coming!" she looked at Meng Poyi, who was dragged by the chain and knelt on the ground, and said slowly, "It seems that I can only let you slow down first." ”

Meng Po lowered her head and didn't know whether she was alive or dead, but she was nervously tormented by the pain and trembled slightly. Zhao Qianrong smiled cruelly: "There's no way, if I don't see you being tortured with my own eyes, I feel that it is difficult to relieve my anger." ”

Zhao Qianrong left, and the cell was quiet again, leaving only Hua Qirong's eager questioning.

"Sect Master Zisang!" Hua Qirong's voice trembled, "How are you, are you okay?"

Hua looked at Meng Poyi lightly without blinking, and only hated that she could die like this.

At this time, Meng Po, who had been keeping her head down, suddenly raised her head and slowly opened her eyes.

The blue silk threads appeared almost invisibly around Meng Po, drilling into the lock hole of the iron chain, only to hear two soft "clicks", and the chains fell off the ground.

Hua Qirong finally breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to say something but subconsciously silenced.

Hua Qing watched this scene lightly but in horror, and his gaze turned from the falling iron chain back to Meng Poyi's scarred body. I couldn't believe that under Zhao Qianrong's harsh criminal law, she could still stand up, and even easily lifted the ban.

Meng Po slowly stood up, and the injuries on her body made her stumble.

She underestimated Zhao Qianrong and underestimated the emperor's evil, so she let herself fall to such a point.

I don't know how long Zhao Qianrong will be gone, and this is the only chance for her to have no time to deal with her injuries. And wait until the next time, she doesn't know if she'll be able to stand up.

Hua Qirong watched as Meng Po raised her hand to lift the transparent and blackened prohibition, and then went straight to his cell, and when the prohibition was lifted, the blue silk threads swirled around him and wrapped him tightly.

"Sect Master Zisang!" Hua Qirong's eyes were full of admiration and distress, and he wanted to say something but couldn't say it.

Meng Po shook her head and explained softly: "The guards around are full of ghasts, and this silk thread is left after crossing the soul, which can prevent the ghosts from peeping. ”

Then he used the same method to rescue Hua Qingqing.

Hua glanced at her lightly, didn't speak, and hurriedly walked over to help Hua Qirong up.

"Dad, how are you?"

Hua Qirong has been imprisoned for too long, and he has already been tortured to the point that he has no strength. Knowing that the time was urgent, he hurriedly got up with Hua's gentle strength, patted her hand to stabilize it, and then turned back to look at Meng Poyi, who was scarred all over his body, "Sect Master, you ......"

Meng Poyi shook her head, "It's okay, let's go! ”

"Okay!" Hua Qirong's voice was sour, and he fell out first under Hua's gentle support.

Along the way, as Meng Poyi said, he was not disturbed by a ghast, and even sometimes there were wandering ghasts walking past several people, and they left without squinting.

I don't know how long I walked all the way, and finally I saw a familiar door. Hua's footsteps suddenly stopped, and then continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened. She knew that when she walked out of this door, she would not be far from the exit.

The door was wide open, and you could see the aquarium-like building outside.

Hua lightly heard Meng Poyi follow behind him, although his pace was light, but it was getting slower and slower, and he could even hear the slight sound of blood falling on the ground. After suffering such a heavy criminal law, Meng Poyi finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Hua gently helped Hua Qirong through the door, and then glanced back at Meng Poyi, her expression was obscure, and she suddenly stretched out her hand and pressed the button by the door.

Almost at the same time, there was a "boom" explosion from inside the door, the sound getting closer and closer, and it was clear that the explosion was getting closer and closer to several people.

And the door began to close.

Meng Po was still some distance away from the gate, and at the speed at which she was fainting at any moment, it was too late to rush over.

"Gently, you!" Hua Qirong's heart was shocked, and he looked at his daughter who grew up like a jewel.

"Dad, let's go!" Hua gently helped Hua Qirong and wanted to leave.

With a "snap", Hua Qirong slapped Hua lightly on the face, and said angrily, "Do you know what you're doing?"

"Dad, you hit me?" Hua gently covered his face and said, "You have never beaten me, but now you are ......"

Hua Qirong sighed deeply, then forced a breath, and rushed in at the moment when the door was about to close.

Hua was lightly startled, and knocked on the door anxiously, "Dad, Dad, come out quickly!"

The explosion got closer and closer, and Hua stomped his feet lightly in hatred, then gritted his teeth and turned to run towards the exit.

However, without the protection of the silk thread, she barely walked a few steps before she was trapped by the ghasts around her.

Hua lightly hated the mistake, and when he was anxious, he saw Yuan An's figure. There was no time to sigh at Yuan An's ghostly speed, she hurriedly called for help: "Brother Yuan, save me!"

Yuan An rescued her casually and asked, "Where is Zisang?"

"I—I don't know. Hua shrank slightly, the sound of the explosion getting closer and closer, and she carefully tugged at Yuan An's cuffs, "Brother Yuan, let's leave quickly, this place is about to be destroyed." Seeing that Yuan An was unmoved, she cried, "I really don't know where she is, let's go quickly, it's really about to explode." ”

There was a sudden violent shaking under his feet, and it was clear that the explosion had reached behind the door.

Yuan An shook her off and raised his hand to try to destroy the door, but at this time, there was a "boom" and the door collapsed.

Hua Qirong stood behind the door with Meng Poyi, who was unconscious and covered in blood.

At that moment, Yuan An's blood almost froze.

"Leave!" Hua Qirong said in a hoarse voice, "This place is going to be ruined too." ”

The explosion in this place is different from usual, and wherever the explosion has occurred, there is nothing left left, and there will be no wreckage left.

At the moment when the last moment of the crossbow was made, Meng Poyi, who was already at the end of the crossbow, suddenly used all his strength to destroy the door, and then completely fainted.

Yuan An's eyes were red and almost demonic, and almost instinctively reached out to hold Meng Po in his arms.

A few people left the place when an explosion rang out, and after returning the area to desolation, it finally fell completely silent.

Hua gently sat on the ground with her legs weak, and when she saw Meng Po in Yuan An's arms, who didn't know her life and death, she was shocked, and Yuan An's red eyes were so angry that she was a little frightened.

Hua Qirong said worriedly: "How is Sect Master Zisang?"

Yuan An didn't seem to hear it, but looked straight at Meng Poyi in his arms, his fingers gently brushed away her blood-streaked hair, and carefully called: "Zisang! Zisang!"

It was as if a louder voice could aggravate Meng Poyi's pain.

However, Meng Po didn't react at all when she was in his arms, the blood on her body kept flowing, and her breath gradually disappeared.

Yuan An's hand trembled a little, and he tried it a few times, but he still didn't dare to see if her breath was there.

Obviously, as a soul leader, Meng Poyi's injuries are self-healing. Now it has always been like this, and what kind of torture has it suffered during this time?

"Yuan, Brother Yuan!" Hua called softly and cautiously.

However, the next moment, his neck was strangled by Yuan An, "I don't care what you do, but if Zisang has a good one, you will definitely let your soul fly and taste it." ”

Hua Qirong was taken aback and was about to dissuade him, but was interrupted by someone who suddenly arrived.

"Brother Chen'an, you make it easy for me to find. Zhao Qianrong came over and said coquettishly, "I really didn't expect that after so many years, you still have the leisure to play a game of hide and seek with me, the real and false phantoms are really confusing." ”

As she spoke, she looked at Hua Qingqing, who couldn't move, and said with a smile: "I said, how could a good duan be blown up, it's rare to get together with the sect master of Zisang, I haven't had enough fun!"

Hua trembled slightly, not daring to look at Yuan An's expression.

Yuan An gently shook Renhua away, carefully put Meng Po down, and then raised his head.

"Zhao Qianrong!" The next moment, before everyone had time to see how Yuan An moved, Zhao Qianrong had been beaten out of the air.

"Okay! good!" Zhao Qianrong twisted his head with his hands, straightened his crooked neck, and sneered, "Yuan Chen'an, you beat me again for her." ”

Yuan An didn't seem to hear what she was saying, and his eyes were full of Zisang Ming's illusory appearance of being covered in blood and not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Yuan Chen'an, if I knew this, I really shouldn't have shown mercy to your subordinates again and again. Zhao Qianrong said hatefully, "If you want to fight, I will send you two ghost mandarin ducks to return together today." ”

Before she could take the initiative, Yuan An's next move had already been hailed, and the speed was so fast that Zhao Qianrong was a little caught off guard now.

Zhao Qianrong never thought that she would not have time to deal with the awakened Yuan An, who had become an emperor's evil.

"Ahh

Zhao Qianrong hated it, and tried his best to conjure up a double knife against Yuan An, and after finding that Yuan An would lose both sides if he did not dodge or avoid this move, he hurriedly took a step back and withdrew the double knife.

"No......" Looking at Yuan An, whose eyes were red and his face was black, Zhao Qianrong suddenly laughed madly, "Hahaha! Yuan Chen'an, you are so good." I really didn't expect you to force yourself into a living soul because of her injury. It seems that the two of us are really a natural pair, hahaha!"

"Not good!" Hua Qirong also saw that something was wrong, "Mr. Yuan, this is a sign that he is about to become a ghast, and if he doesn't stop it, it's too late." ”

He glanced at the unconscious Meng Poyi, sighed and shook his head, the person who could stop Yuan An now was still unconscious.

And according to the current situation, if it weren't for the fact that Yuan'an was about to enter the soul, how could a few people fight against Zhao Qianrong, who had become the emperor's evil?

"It's your choice, and I'll fulfill you. Zhao Qianrong laughed and said, "Brother Chen'an, let you also taste what sins I have suffered in the past thousand years." ”

Then after only a few moves, he was beaten out by Yuan An again.

Zhao Qianrong looked at Yuan An hatefully, he never thought that Yuan An, who had just entered the ghast, had such strength. Such a Yuan An made her really dare not imagine what kind of existence Yuan An was at the peak of a thousand years ago.

Just when Hua Qirong was anxious but helpless, Yuan An couldn't hear the sounds around him.

A soft voice suddenly sounded: "Yuan An." ”

The voice was very small, but Yuan An stopped what he was doing as if listening to the sounds of heaven.

"Yuan Shore. As soon as Meng Po opened her eyes, she reluctantly looked back in the direction of Yuan An, and said softly, "I hurt!"

Yuan An came to Meng Poyi's side without thinking about it, carefully avoided her injuries and held her in his arms, and said softly: "Zisang, I'm here, it doesn't hurt, it won't hurt soon." ”

"Hmm. Meng Po smiled, her fingers lightly swiping over his eyes, "Yuan An, shall we go back?"

"Good. Yuan An hurriedly agreed, and unconsciously, the red in his eyes gradually faded.

Seeing this, Zhao Qianrong gritted his teeth with hatred, and once again persistently attacked with two knives.

Hua Qirong didn't think about it, and rushed to the two of them to block it.

"Daddy!" Hua cried out in shock.

Seeing that Hua Qirong was about to be scattered on the spot, a figure flashed in front of him, and a low and pleasant voice sounded in the ears of several people: "Where my heart goes, my life is a curse!"