"Huh, what did you do? You deserve to know?! Situ Jing approached step by step, glaring at her viciously, with a bloodthirsty face: "You said, if this young master imprisons you as a plaything that is worse than death, and watches you cry and beg for mercy over and over again, how crazy will Di Ming be?!! ”

"As long as I think of his angry despair and pain, this young master will die of happiness, hahahaha......"

"Capture you alive, you can also get the Holy Fire Spirit Bead and the Nether Ghost Fire, and you can also take revenge on the Emperor Mingjue, let him fall into the demon in pain, life is better than death, how charming this damn victory is, don't you say?!!"

Hearing this, a trace of cold killing intent flashed on Ye Qiantong's calm face as water.

Damn, what the hell was able to catch her tracks completely, and she didn't have any weird symptoms on her, let alone any tracking butterflies or witches or anything like that.

Ye Qiantong knew that the sects of the Xuanwu Continent would be cautiously interrogated through certain raised poisonous insects or other foreign objects, and there would also be many methods used by the intelligence department to track and assassinate their prey.

However, there was nothing suspicious about her.

She is careful not to leave any trace in any movement.

Could it be that she really wants to be chased and killed by Situ Jing to the ends of the earth?

"Stupid!!"

Ye Qiantong's thoughts were running at high speed, and a childish voice suddenly burst out of his mind, and he was bluffed.

And Situ Jing, who was laughing endlessly, saw this, thinking that she was frightened, and even more proud, looking at her with disdain.

"Hmph, now you know you're scared?! If you kneel down and beg for mercy, this young master will definitely abuse the emperor lightly, anyway, Yan'er's sister also likes him, for her sake, this young master can open the net......"

Situ Jing was still chattering there, daydreaming, threatening and warning.

Ye Qiantong clenched his fists, his face was inconspicuous, but he secretly explored with his divine sense, responding to the voice just now: "Who are you talking about?" ”

"Hmph, bold woman!" A childish voice of arrogance echoed in his mind again.

Ye Qiantong's eyes condensed slightly, this voice was extremely ethereal, as if it was coming from all directions, if it wasn't for seeing Situ Jing at first, she would have thought it was from the devil's lair.

"Who are you?" Yachitomi swept through the space with her divine sense.

Suddenly, her heart shook, and something suddenly came to her mind.

Ye Qiantong's gaze fell on the black mist lotus floating in the chaotic space.

I once remembered that the old man Yaozun had leaked that the Netherworld Ghost Fire was a strange fire with spiritual intelligence, and she had activated the strange fire just now to fight back against Situ Jing.

Could it be that this voice is what it is?

But I haven't seen anything unusual about it all this time.

Ye Qiantong stared at the black mist lotus with a strange expression.

"Hmph, what are you looking at?!"

Suddenly, an arrogant cold snort came from within the Black Mist Lotus, and he was arrogant.

Yo, it's really this Netherworld Ghost Fire, and the temper is really not small.

The corners of Ye Qiantong's mouth twitched slightly, listening to this arrogant and immature child's voice, as if she saw a three-year-old child with pigtails staring at her eyes full of disgust, extremely arrogant.

Suddenly, the corners of Ye Qiantong's mouth were hooked, and she squinted at it, a little embarrassed: "Say?" Lao Tzu was chased and killed by Situ Jing to heaven and earth, what is the reason? What are your insights? ”

Who knows, the immature child's voice in the Black Mist Lotus scolds with a hint of annoyance: "Bold! In front of the master, you dare to call yourself Lao Tzu?! ”