The old woman's playing did not make the strange instrument make a sound.

However, Nangong Fei'er's face turned pale in an instant, and her eyes showed a strong look of pain, as if a knife was cutting her soul.

Nangong Fei'er gritted her teeth and didn't say a word.

Seeing this, the old woman immediately increased her efforts.

Nangong Fei'er snorted, and blood overflowed from her mouth and nose.

But she still clenched her fists hard, trembling all over, but she still didn't say a word.

"The bones are really hard, our Lingyin Sect's Yin Law Punishment, a total of six levels, you just resisted the first and second levels, which is beyond my expectations, but there are still you in the back."

"Sixth Elder, now go up to the fourth level." Lingyin Sect Master Wu Huiqing said coldly.

Immediately, the old woman blew harder, and an invisible flow of air began to stir in the air.

At this moment, Nangong Fei'er screamed miserably, and she fell directly to the ground, rolling with her head in her arms.

"Nangong Fei'er, give you another chance, will you marry or not?" Wu Huiqing screamed.

"No......" Nangong Fei'er twitched all over, she felt that her soul seemed to be torn off piece by piece, and blood was constantly flowing down her beautiful eyes.

She stared at Wu Huiqing with a pair of bloody eyes open, and the resentment in her eyes was extremely strong.

Wu Huiqing was stared at by Nangong Fei'er's bloody eyes, and she couldn't help but shiver and felt a burst of palpitations.

Soon, she came to her senses from this state, and her heart was full of irritation.

Thinking that the sect master of her Lingyin Sect was actually frightened by Nangong Fei'er, this is too embarrassing.

"Sixth level, direct sixth level, I want to see, how long can her bones be hard?" Wu Huiqing yelled irritably.

Hearing this, the six elders swallowed a pill, and then used all their strength to activate the sixth-level sound law punishment.

With this kind of strength, I have never seen anyone who can stand it up. new

Even those so-called hard bones can't hold on for a few seconds, and they will beg for mercy like a dog.

Nangong Fei'er's body stiffened, and her body was bent into a strange angle.

Her mouth was wide open, and it took her half a while to let out a terrible scream.

This cry made people's hairs stand on end, like ten thousand ghosts crying together, and heaven and earth are sad, with inhuman pain.

Ten seconds, thirty seconds, one minute......

The six elders' faces turned pale, and they struggled to support the playing, but Nangong Fei'er still didn't beg for mercy.

Lingyin Sect Sect Leader Wu Huiqing's expression changed again and again, and she felt that her scalp was a little numb, and then, her heart was filled with murderous intent.

This Nangong Fei'er is so tenacious that he can't stay, if he doesn't die, I'm afraid he will leave a curse.

At this moment, Nangong Fei'er's mouth continued to gush with blood.

"Brother Qing...... Yes...... Will help me report ...... Revenge ......" Nangong Fei'er said with great difficulty, her heart and eyes all reflected a tall figure.

That was Han Qing's figure.

"Brother Qing...... Save me......"

At this time, Wu Huiqing's face was already blue with anger, and she waved her hand, making the six elders who were already very reluctant to stop.

"Treat her injuries, then groom and dress her, put on a wedding dress, and then imprison her with a prohibition, and let her marry Han Beixing directly later." Wu Hui said fiercely, but there was a strong sense of frustration in her heart.

At this time, the front yard of the seventh vein of the Han family was already extremely lively.

Representatives from all sects and factions came, as well as the rest of the Han family, who also came to celebrate and sent rich gifts.

However, the old lady of the Han family and the rest of the vein masters did not come in person, which made many guests muttered in their hearts.

Only a small number of people know some reasons in their hearts, because of the incident of Han Wentian back then, the old lady of the Han family was extremely disgusted with the seventh vein, and the other dozen veins of the Han family did not dare to get too close to the seventh vein.

After all, the old lady of the Han family is in charge, and she is the master of the Han family's next realm

The pulse candidate has an extraordinary right to choose.

However, the old birthday star Han Delun is not resentful, and obviously knows this situation for a long time.

Wearing a big red coat, he came to the front stage, bowed to everyone, and said with a hearty smile: "Old man Han Delun, thank you for coming to the old man's birthday banquet, the old man is very grateful, but today, there is another great happy event, the old man can't wait to share it with you."

At this moment, as soon as Han Delun waved his hand, someone walked up carrying Han Beixing.

Han Beixing's appearance made the noise present quiet, with different expressions.

And Han Beixing was looked at by so many people with all kinds of strange eyes, and bursts of humiliation and violence surged in his heart, which made the hatred for Han Qing in his heart even stronger.

However, when he thought of marrying Nangong Fei'er, he suddenly felt extremely happy in his heart.

He felt that although Han Qing was still alive and well, he felt very happy to be able to marry his godsister Nangong Fei'er and let him insult him, and he felt a sense of revenge.

If Han Qing knew that because of him, Nangong Fei'er would fall into the fire pit, he would definitely be very painful and regret it very much.

Of course, this is not enough.

He must make Han Qing's life worse than death, and make him a hundred times more painful than himself.

"Old Han, what kind of happy event is it? Don't sell it, just say it and make everyone feel happy." An old man said with a smile, he obviously had a good relationship with Han Delun.

"This great joy is that my grandson Han Beixing is going to marry Nangong Fei'er, a disciple of the Lingyin Sect, today, plus the old man's birthday banquet, this is a double happiness, in order to celebrate this double happiness, the old man will take out the spiritual brew that buried a jiazi, and he will not get drunk with all his Taoist friends." Handlun said loudly.

Suddenly, the scene was silent, and then the congratulations were like a tide.

At this time, several people walked up with Nangong Fei'er wearing a red wedding dress.

Everyone was stunned again, this disciple of the Lingyin Sect was obviously controlled.

Could it be that this is to forcibly marry?

At this moment, someone outside suddenly called a roll call: "Spiritual Doctor Sect Doctor Dao Pavilion Master Wu Wanren came to congratulate Master Han on his birthday."

As soon as the words fell, the scene was a sensation.

Han Delun's mouth was cracked with laughter to the root of his ears, and he looked extremely proud.

"Spirit Doctor Sect Doctor Dao Pavilion Master, that's the real number one person in the Spirit Doctor Sect."

"The masters of the Medical Dao Pavilion have all come to congratulate their birthdays, and the status of the seventh vein of the Han family is about to rise greatly."

"I didn't expect Han Delun to be silent, and he actually climbed into the relationship with the master of the Medical Dao Pavilion, it seems that the water of the Han family is going to be even more muddy."

The monks who had come to congratulate the various sects, as well as the representatives of the other dozen or so veins of the Han family, all began to whisper.