Elder Nanfeng fled in embarrassment, and Jiang Nanjun's attention was focused on Yun Qing. www.biquge.info The anger that had been stored up for a long time burned his eyes, so that his eyes were blood-red and shrouded in two clouds of mist.

His face was also pale, he couldn't see half of the human color, his red lips trembled violently, only the hand holding the ice beast whip, steady without a trace of hesitation - he had already decided to return to the palace, and the whip that Xi Mutong had withdrawn because of him was replenished to Yunqing at this time.

As long as the whip falls, Yunqing will turn into black soil, but he is stopped by Ling Xuanluo. The four auraes were extremely powerful, and they all came up to question.

They actually compared Yunqing with Sangya, and Ling Xuanluo immediately cried out for Sangya, and explained with a red face: "Seniors have misunderstood! Even if this wicked girl is tortured, it is not a pity to die, how can I pity her? But there is an important thing, you probably forgot, the orthodox ghost king Yun Yelangjun, was captured by her, and his life and death are still uncertain, don't you care?"

"Ah, yes, how can we forget such an important thing?" After this reminder, the four spirits immediately woke up. The ethereal monk beat him, and he couldn't hold his face the most, hehe said twice, and said embarrassedly: "Oh, look at my good disciple grandson, how thoughtful I am, Zeng Shizu blames you, this brain, doesn't hurt, right?"

Ling Xuanluo was injured, and the monk only slapped him twice, how could he feel the pain? He smiled indifferently: "What Master Zeng taught is that Xuanluo will change if he has it, and encourage him if he doesn't, but he also asked his brother's subordinates to keep people, and everything will be said when Uncle Yun is rescued." ”

Yun Qing was too frightened, how could he still remember that in the Fire Spirit Pavilion, there was a Yun Ye Lang Jun who was closed? It was also because of Ling Xuanluo's reminder that he thought of this matter.

It turned out that there was still a talisman that was useless, and she was shocked for a moment, and her face returned a little color, and she could go rampant with that force, but she could never find it again.

But she was afraid that they would see that she was down, so she had to pretend to have her nostrils facing the sky as in the past, and said: "Hmph, Jiangnan Zimo, you claim to be shrewd for a hundred years, but in terms of thoughtfulness, it is better to stay in the immortal." The ghost you put on the throne is indeed in my hands, and even my master does not know his whereabouts. If you have the ability, you will drain my cheap life, I Yunqing is not sorry to die, but this orthodox ghost king is going to rot in the black hole, and he will never be able to live forever!"

"You...... Do you think I wouldn't dare?"

Jiang Nanjun's mind was dizzy, he didn't want to think about it, he raised his hand in the air, and instead of recycling, he vigorously moved forward......

Syllable......

The crisp whip sounded, shook the empty virtual realm, and the echoes continued, Jiang Nanjun really started.

With his usual rationality, everyone thought that after being reminded by Ling Xuanluo, he would definitely have some control, but who knew that he didn't even blink an eye, and threw out that ruthless whip. And his movements were sudden, and no one was mentally prepared, so this time, no one had time to stop him.

Yun Qing didn't expect that he would really make a move, so frightened that he held his head in both hands, curled up in a ball, and didn't dare to move.

The echo of the whipping stopped, and everyone clenched their hearts to find the black dust that the female ghost had turned into, but they couldn't help laughing.

The Ice Beast Whip only whipped upright on the bluestone ground at her feet, rolling up a cloud of dust, but she was unharmed.

Jiang Nanjun was still sensible, he didn't kill Yunqing, threw the beast whip aside, and grabbed her collar. It seems that in the virtual realm, people can indeed touch ghosts.

"Come on, where did you lock Yunye Langjun? It's Xiwang Mountain, right?" He forced his eyes to look at her, and the old family affection was gone.

Yun Qing breathed a sigh of relief, staring blankly at this angry face, the rampant pretense just now, was whipped without a trace by that whip. For a long time, she had endured the pain, and there was nowhere to hide, so she sobbed without asking: "I'm not afraid that you will whip me, but I'm afraid that after being whipped, there will be no chance to make up for the sins of this life without the next life, and there will be no chance to call you ......brother again in the next life."

"What ......"

Jiang Nanjun's hand suddenly let go, and he almost fell to the ground. Was she repenting when he was dead set on her?