The man's face turned pale with fright when he saw her move. But he still stiffened his neck and said, "Even if you kill what I want to know today, I won't tell you." ”

"Oh, really?" Qing Jin looked at him with a smile and once again pinched out a fire in his hand and threw it directly into the bottom of the pot.

With the other hand, a force directly took off the man and put it into the pot.

The man was taken aback by her strength. He thought that his strength was not very bad, but when he met this strange person today, he felt that his strength was simply a rookie.

It was only when he felt a wave of heat rushing to his face that he began to get nervous.

"You, you have to think clearly before you do it, you killed me today, don't want to know anything." The man said immediately.

"Oh, is it? I suddenly remembered that I have a function that can directly read people's memories, and if you die, I can still extract your soul and read your memories, so I don't know, why bother asking you to tell me.

However, how do you feel about the consequences of boiling you into sugar in this pot and giving it to your master? Qing Jin said. The hand pressed down again, and it didn't stop until his cheek was five centimeters away from the porridge.

"You, you can't kill me, if you really kill me, it will alarm them, and then you don't want to know what you want to know,

Besides, you can't pull out my soul at all, and you don't have that ability. ”

"Still arguing here? In that case, then you should die. After Qing Jin finished speaking, he collected all the power in his hands, and the man who came back fell directly into the pot.

As soon as he fell into the pot, he began to flutter there, but Qing Jin increased his firepower at this time.

"I hate it in my life when someone argues in front of me, since you don't want to say it, then today I will let you lose your soul, and I will let you know if I have this ability."

As she spoke, a green light appeared in her hand, and the green light was very vigorous.

"See, this fire of mine is dedicated to burning the soul fire of the world. Once I put this work underneath, your soul will melt in no time. ”

A man who was burned by porridge. After struggling for a while, he stood out of the pot and wanted to jump out. It's just that before he could move, Qing Jin controlled him again with one hand.

Standing in the pot, he could feel the sensation of ** on the soles of his feet, which made him very uncomfortable, and he didn't like this hot feeling.

"You, what the hell do you want to know, let me go quickly, I can't stand this feeling."

"You can tell me everything I want to know, or you won't want to get out of here."

"Okay, okay, you let me go, as long as you let go, I'll tell you everything I want to know."

Qing Jin saw that he had softened, and the movements in his hands also let go of him.

"Come down by yourself!"

After the man reluctantly jumped out of the pot, he immediately drew a little water and poured it directly on his feet, and after feeling the cold, he felt much better.

"Tell me, what are you guys doing here? Is there a secret hidden here? If you have the slightest lie, I will never spare you. ”