"However, the most annoying thing about this seat is being threatened, especially women."

"If you can concentrate on doing things for this seat, this seat may let you go, but you think you have a hold on this seat and want to ride on my head, then don't blame me for being ruthless." Han Qing said sharply.

At this moment, the spirit sword in his hand stabbed forward.

Suddenly, blood spurted out of Mi Xin'er's throat, and the punctured trachea was spurting.

Mi Xin'er was so frightened that her face was as white as paper, and her whole body was trembling.

"Scared like this? You should understand that if I hadn't completely suppressed your spiritual power, this injury would be nothing to you."

"Of course, I can responsibly tell you that this is just an appetizer, and the main course will be served quickly."

Han Qing smiled coldly, and as soon as he raised his hand, a silver needle appeared between his fingers.

"Since I learned this Soul Splitting Needle, no one has ever been able to survive the full twelve stitches, and even the fifth stitch at most."

"So, I'm curious to know how many stitches you, princess Cangling, can last."

Han Qing said coldly, and the needle in his hand suddenly pierced the top of Mi Xin'er's head.

A needle into the soul!

Mi Xin'er's gorgeous face suddenly distorted like a ghost, revealing extreme pain.

She felt that at this moment, her scalp seemed to be cut with a knife, as if she was going to peel it off directly.

Immediately afterward, she felt countless ants burrow into her brain, constantly gnawing inside.

Mi Xin'er trembled all over, but she clenched her teeth and didn't say a word.

Han Qing was not surprised by this, no matter what, Mi Xin'er's true realm was also the Tribulation Realm.

If a master of the tribulation can't hold even a stitch, it can only mean that her realm is too watery.

So, Han Qing directly started the second shot.

Mi Xin'er trembled, and suddenly raised her hand, the corners of her eyes were already cracked, and blood flowed down.

And at the same time, her whole body was twisted into a strange appearance, and the bones of her whole body were constantly violent, as if they were being trampled one by one.

Han Qing looked coldly at Mi Xin'er, who had become neither human nor ghostly, and once again used the third needle.

At this moment, Mi Xin'er couldn't hold back any longer, and let out a terrible scream, her soul seemed to be being cut off piece by piece.

And she felt that her body was constantly being crushed and bombarded by a mountain, and her body seemed to be shattered, separated from her spirit.

At this time, her whole body was paralyzed on the ground and convulsed, her dress was torn to pieces by her deformed body, and she was like a mess of mud, no longer human.

Just as Han Qing was about to perform the fourth injection, Mi Xin'er's difficult voice sounded: "No...... Don't dare......

Only then did Han Qing withdraw his hand, condescendingly looking down at Mi Xin'er for a while, and then walked away with a cold snort.

Mi Xin'er was embarrassed, she felt that Han Qing looked at her as if she was looking at an ant.

But after she was educated by Han Qing, she began to understand her situation, and she buried all her hatred and unwillingness.

After a short time, Mi Xin'er began to recover.

She struggled to her feet, condensed a spirit mirror, and began to tidy up her miserable appearance.

However, when she wanted to find a dress to change in the Sumeru ring, she found that there was no more.

She smiled miserably, took a deep breath, and came to Han Qing's face.

Han Qing was leaning against a rock, a cigar in his mouth, and was swallowing clouds.

Mi Xin'er didn't know what Han Qing was doing, but she didn't bother to ask now.

"I don't have any clothes to change into, I need clothes." Mi Xin'er spoke.

Han Qing glanced at Mi Xin'er and took out a set of his spare clothes, which were a pair of sweatpants and a T-shirt.

Mi Xin'er took it and went to a corner not far away to change it.

Han

Qing's clothes and pants are naturally a lot bigger for her.

However, Michel seems to be born to be better at dressing up.

She rolled up her trouser legs, long on one side and short on the other, knotted her clothes around her waist, and tied her hair in a high ponytail, which was surprisingly smelly.

"This is only a small punishment, to make you understand that here, I am God, and you must do what I say." Han Qing said lightly.

Mi Xin'er nodded silently, and there was no trace of arrogance on her body.

It seems that she has finally truly recognized reality and succumbed to it.

In her heart, Han Qing was as terrifying as a devil no matter how scheming she was.

Even, her fiancé Mu Qianli is far inferior in front of Han Qing.

"Now tell me, how much do you know about the four corpses carrying the coffin in the blood mist?" Han Qing asked.

"I do know something." Mi Xin'er said.

"Say." Han Qing stared at Mi Xin'er.

"In ancient times, there was a god clan named Taixu, and Taixu had three gods, one of which was the blood god, and in the blood mist, it should be the blood god inheritance." Mi Xin'er took a deep breath and said.

Han Qing didn't speak, and motioned for her to continue with her eyes.

Mi Xin'er's expression became a little excited, and said, "If anyone can get the inheritance, they will definitely be able to break the calamity, cut off the root of evil, and finally set foot on the platform."

Han Qing was shocked in his heart, this world, because it obscured the will of the sky, even if he survived the Nine Thunder Tribulation, he would not be able to directly ascend to immortal.

Here, however, it seems that another way has been found.

Because after the catastrophe, there were two more realms, one was to ask, and the other was to behead the evil.

It seems that after stepping on these two realms, you will be able to bypass the sky and step on the platform to become an immortal.

"How did you learn about this Blood God Inheritance?" Han Qing asked.

"Hundreds of years ago, this blood god inheritance appeared once, when it attracted thousands of sects to fight, making a river of blood, but the creator has it, but no one has ever obtained the true inheritance." z.br>

"Also, I didn't expect a second Inheritance Place, so I didn't think about going here at first, and then I started to correspond to it."

"If you can enter, maybe, the opportunity will fall on you."

Mi Xin'er spoke, and she looked at Han Qing, as if she wanted him to enter.

Han Qing raised his eyebrows and said, "You seem to want me to go in?"

"Not bad." Mi Xin'er nodded.

"You don't think I'm going to get this chance." Han Qing sneered.

"That's right, because of the last Blood God Inheritance, countless Tianjiao fell into it, and if you go in, you should also fall in it, then, there are still some things between us that shouldn't have happened, and they can also dissipate with the wind." Mi Xin'er said calmly, but her voice trembled a little.

At this moment, Han Qing laughed.