Chapter 270: The King of Progeria

Demon refining is indeed called a tough guy, under the full force of the tyrant, he still endured three kinds of torture in a row, until the tyrant sacrificed a red-hot iron rod to insert it into the chrysanthemum of demon refining, and the demon refining had to give in.

"How good is it to be like this earlier, how much pain can be avoided?" Cheng Yue sighed, and said helplessly to the Demon Refining Dao.

In order to facilitate the tyrant's execution, Cheng Yue dissolved most of the Taiyin ice coffin, and finally simplified it to an ice shackle that only imprisons the limbs and waist, so that the tyrant can use all kinds of means as he wants, but the demon refining is as immobile as before, and can only be used as a pathetic fish.

As a result, there are few intact places on the current demon refining body, not to mention the flesh and blood all over the body, and even the twenty fingers of the hands and feet have been forcibly broken.

Demon refining simply hated Cheng Yue and the tyrant, and when he heard this, he gritted his teeth and looked at him, and said angrily: "Okay, as long as I tell you everything I know, you will give me a good time!"

Cheng Yue immediately swore an oath: "A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase!"

"Okay!" I said, "The demon refining was very crisp.

So Cheng Yue began to ask questions.

In order to seek liberation, demon refining is simply knowing everything, and there is no end to it. not only told Cheng Yue the plans and plans of the Bloody Hand Club against Cheng Yue, but even informed Cheng Yue of the specific location of the helm of the Bloody Hand Club.

"It turns out that Master Lu really died at your hands. Cheng Yue breathed a sigh of relief, so that he didn't have to worry about explaining to Jin Guo.

"I've said everything I know, can you give me a good time?" the demon refiner urged urgently.

Hearing this, Cheng Yue laughed narrowly.

"What? you're going to break your word?!" the demon refiner asked in surprise and anger.

Cheng Yue shook his head slightly: "Where did you think of going? I've always been a person who foams at the mouth and has a nail, when don't you speak?"

"Then what do you mean?" asked the alchemist.

Cheng Yue didn't answer, but said to the tyrant: "You explain to this idiot." ”

The tyrant nodded and said with a smile: "Although Cheng Xiaozi promised to give you a good time, but he didn't specify a specific time, right? Whether it is to give you a good time today, or next year, or even decades later, it is not considered to be a broken promise." ”

"Hmm, hmm!"

The demon refining was already extremely angry, and despite the shackles on his mouth, he wanted to open his mouth and spray Cheng Yue with blood light.

Cheng Yue took a moment to move a chair and sit down, admiring the futile struggle of demon refining with a playful expression, and only said after a long time: "It's okay if you want to die quickly, but you have to do me another favor." ”

Hearing this, the demon refining finally calmed down, stared at Cheng Yue with blood-red eyes and asked, "What's the matter? Say it in advance, Lao Tzu won't die for you!"

"Rest assured. Cheng Yue waved his hand again and again, "I'm not interested in finding a demon to be my follower, that would insult my glorious image." ”

The demon refiner gritted his teeth very straight.

Cheng Yue smiled and said, "I will leave for Bianjing tomorrow, and I hope you can testify for me in the Jin Kingdom court at that time." ”

The demon refining was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but hesitate a little.

"What? you don't want to?" Cheng Yue's face turned cold, and he was about to completely freeze the demon refining again.

"No, it's not!" the demon refiner quickly shook his head, "I'm just ......"

"Just what?" Cheng Yue asked unhappily.

"It's just ......" The demon refining wanted to stop talking, and it seemed to be a little hidden.

Cheng Yue lifted the official boots and gave the demon refining a hard time, and then pointed to the demon refining nose and said, "I don't care what concerns you have, I'll ask you if you can help with this?"

The demon refining had been completely lost temper by Cheng Yue's repair, and finally sighed, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll help you testify." ”

"That's pretty much it. Cheng Yue sneered.

After the matter was decided, Cheng Yue didn't talk nonsense with the demon refiner, threw it back into the Qiankun bag, and went back to the room to rest.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, Cheng Yue did not go to the palace to say goodbye, and went straight to the teleportation array of the snow capital, and wanted to go directly to the border city of Hongzhou, and then where to set off to rush to Bianjing, the capital of Jin.

What he didn't expect was that at this time, a lot of people had gathered under the teleportation array, including ordinary people and officials, led by Lu Wenzheng, the king of the Snow Country.

"Your Majesty, why are you here?" Cheng Yue stepped forward and saluted, asking with a puzzled expression.

Lu Wenzheng grabbed his sleeve with a worried face and said, "National teacher, the widow is worried that you will never return!"

Cheng Yue was angry and funny, and comforted Lu Wenzheng in a good voice: "Your Majesty doesn't have to worry, if the minister has no success, how can he go to the dangerous place lightly? Your Majesty will take all the ministers back to rest, and the ministers will come back in a few days." ”

Lu Wenzheng had no intention of leaving, grabbed Cheng Yue's sleeve tightly, looked directly into Cheng Yue's eyes, and asked in a low voice: "You tell the truth to the widow, how sure are you?"

Cheng Yue quietly made an "eight" gesture to Lu Wenzheng.

"Eighty?" Lu Wenzheng's face showed joy.

Cheng Yue nodded slightly in confirmation.

Lu Wenzheng was reassured, so he didn't panic at the moment and let go of Cheng Yue's sleeve.

"Your Majesty go back and wait for the good news from the minister!" Cheng Yue smiled and arched his hand.

Lu Wenzheng nodded, and when he turned around, he said loudly to the officials and people around him: "Don't pile up here, don't you think it's in the way?

"But ......" some officials wanted to say something.

"It's nothing, do you want to resist the decree?!" Lu Wenzheng blew his beard and glared at the man.

The official was immediately stunned, and quickly knelt on the ground, kowtowing like pounding garlic: "Weichen doesn't dare!"

"Get out!" Lu Wenzheng scolded.

The official immediately ran away.

"You guys get out of the widow too!" Lu Wenzheng shouted as he glanced at the others again.

The officials and the common people were afraid of the obscenity of this goods, and ran away on the spot.

"Hey!" Lu Wenzheng bent down and gasped, looking very tired.

Cheng Yue watched from the sidelines, his expression was weird, and he was tired after shouting a few times, it doesn't matter what Lu Wenzheng is, right?

"Your Majesty, women are good, but they must also be moderate, if they are too indulgent, they will damage their longevity. Cheng Yue hesitated, but still persuaded kindly.

"The widow understands that the widow is ...... I just can't control myself! Concubine Yi is really ...... That's it. Lu Wenzheng's old face was a little red, and he said with a wry smile.

Cheng Yue shook his head when he heard this, feeling that sooner or later His Majesty the King would die on the belly of the prairie girl.

However, he didn't persuade him again, bowed to Lu Wenzheng, and walked up to the teleportation array, and Nangong Mei, who had regained the identity of Wang Yuyan, followed him, frowning when he passed by Lu Wenzheng's side.

Cheng Yue's divine sense was very keen, and when he discovered this, he quietly asked Nangong Mei with his divine thoughts: "Mei'er, what are you frowning about?

Nangong Mei nodded slightly, and also replied with divine thoughts: "Lu Wenzheng has a smell of medicine on his body. ”

"Medicinal smell?!" Cheng Yue was taken aback.

"Yes, this is a strange medicine, mostly used by women, can make a man love her all his life, and treat other women in the world as mustard, but the price is also very huge, the man's desire will be ten times stronger than ordinary people, under excessive indulgence, the body organs will quickly fail, so men who are in this medicine often do not live long. Nangong Mei didn't mean to hide it, and directly informed Cheng Yue of the efficacy of this medicine.

"Right now, Concubine Yi favors the harem alone, isn't it ......?" Cheng Yue quickly thought of a possibility.

"It should be her. Nangong Mei gave Cheng Yue a positive answer.

Cheng Yue's face sank immediately, Lu Wenzheng was a puppet he supported to support the upper position, which was of great use to him, but he couldn't just be a whine early.

"Then the prairie girls must be eliminated!" Cheng Yue made up his mind in his heart.

At this moment, the golden light rose into the sky, swallowing both him and Nangong Mei.