Chapter 984: Fried Ghost

Yan Yunting sat alone in the main hall, stroking the jade throne, no matter which realm, which dynasty, there were countless people who did not hesitate to break their heads and blood and kill each other for this seat.

The taste of power, just like that of a woman, can only be found sweet and delicious after tasting it in person, and even ...... Can't help yourself.

"Pour the wine." Yan Yunting tugged at the rope tied to the chair handle.

Dongfang Xiaoyue made a straight face, but she didn't refuse, she walked to the table, suddenly smashed the wine jug with one palm, picked up a tile and stabbed it at Yan Yunting's throat.

Yan Yunting didn't dodge or dodge, his eyes never blinked, and he let the porcelain pieces attack.

How can an invulnerable steel body be injured by a small porcelain piece?

"Smack!" The porcelain shards shattered in half, but they stabbed her hands with blood.

"It's a pity for your jade hands, and it's a pity for my pot of wine," Yan Yunting tightly choked Dongfang Xiaoyue's wrist, picked up a drop of blood from his fingertips, sniffed at the tip of his nose first, then stretched out his tongue and licked it, shaking his head in disappointment: "I thought your blood was cold and poisonous, but I didn't expect it to be warm, it's really amazing, unbelievable." ”

He pulled it again, pressed Dongfang Xiaoyue beside him and sat down, fixed it with a devouring god, wrapped his big hand around his waist, pointed to the hall and said:

"I'm going to treat the queen to a good show that you will never forget, so don't miss it in the blink of an eye."

After finishing speaking, he called softly: "Carry it up." ”

The swordsmen carried a large oil pot and burned wood in the lobby to cook, and ......soon the hot oil was boiling and bubbling.

Dongfang Xiaoyue's face was pale, as if she realized something.

Yan Yunting said in a very serious tone: "In Zen Buddhism in the world, it is said that people will go to eighteen layers of hell when they die, and good people will directly enter reincarnation, while those bad people who do many evils and are heinous will be tortured and punished, tongue pulling, nail rolling, knife cutting, fire roasting, stone grinding, mallet licking, ......."

He squared Dongfang Xiaoyue's evasive gaze, pointed to the oil pot in the main hall and said, "Among them, my favorite is the punishment of the oil pot." The queen loves to eat good food and must know the texture of frying, with a crispy skin on the outside and tender meat on the inside...... I just don't know, can a person with a bad stomach and liver be blown up? ”

Dongfang Xiaoyue stared at the tumbling oil pot, even if she was imprisoned, her hairs stood on end in horror.

"Don't worry, you are so white and beautiful, it would be too wasteful to use it for frying, this oil pot is not for you." Yan Yunting said, clapped his hands, and said lightly: "Bring all the ingredients here." ”

Soon, the swordsman flew into the lobby with Bai Yan, Gu Gu, Helian Mountain, and Qiu Kui.

"You group of miscellaneous cultivators in the world, let me go if you have the ability, I want to fight you alone!" Bai Yan struggled and scolded.

Yan Yunting shook his head, "As the saying goes, 'a dead duck has a hard mouth', which probably refers to people like you," and then, he said coldly: "Cut off his tongue, try the oil temperature first." ”

The swordsman pulled out a short knife, pinched Bai Yan's chin and unloaded it fiercely, "clicked" and dislocated the osprey, and then twisted his tongue, and the knife fell in his hand, and with a snort, cut off his entire tongue, and then threw it into the oil pot, and the "zizi ......" instantly came out with a burst of meat fragrance.

"Ahhh......h

"Chief, it's really a dead duck with a hard mouth, and it won't be scorched for ten breaths." The swordsman said as he stared at the oil pot.

"That means the fire is not big enough, and the oil pan is not enough to roll." Yan Yunting took out a piece of fire crystal, flicked it lightly, and added it to the fire under the pot, "Coax!" "The fire is raging, the heat wave is surfing," Gollum! "The hot oil is boiling and spitting.

"Chief, the oil temperature is enough!" The swordsman said excitedly.

"Hmm......" Yan Yunting nodded, and glanced at Dongfang Xiaoyue: "These four ghost kings are all your right-hand men, and they have helped you do a lot of dirty things, who does the queen think is better to get out of the pot first?" ”

Dongfang Xiaoyue's tears slipped from the corners of her eyes one by one, and she shook her head hard.

"You shake your head and you're the white ghost, nod your head is the, breathe is the dwarf, and shed tears is the wolf demon, this is a must-have." Yan Yunting said.

Dongfang Xiaoyue held back her tears, holding her breath, and her expression almost collapsed.

How long can a person hold back under extreme horror?

In the end, a tear spilled out.

"Looks like you've made your choice." Yan Yunting waved his hand.

The swordsman cut the placket of Qiu Kui's clothes with a single sword, and then pulled it hard, like peeling corn, and threw it into the oil pot with it.

"Don't! Don't...... The queen save me! Queen......"

"Zizi Zi ......"

"Ahhh......h......h Save me...... I...... Gurgling ......"

In a moment, the shouting came to an abrupt end, completely engulfed by the hot oil.

Dongfang Xiaoyue whimpered and sat down on the throne.

"You breathe, it's your own choice, but you can't rely on me." Yan Yunting waved his hand again.

The swordsman stripped Helian Mountain.

"Lord Wu Xiu! Grandpa Wu Xiu! I know it's wrong, take a detour around me, I'm willing to give my blood, I'm will-"

"Get in there, you!"

"Zizi Zi ......"

"Gurgling ......" skin and flesh are wilted, and the white bones are hard to see!

Bai Yan and the dove were so frightened that they sat on the ground, looking at the killing god in the hall, and there was a trace of remorse in their eyes.

"Queen, we shouldn't have been, we shouldn't have flowed with the Blood Poison Gate to persecute the world!"

"If there is anything, come to us, the queen is locked in the demon tower, she doesn't know anything, I beg you to let her go!"

The two protectors of the Dharma also have times of regret and tears.

"It's too touching, isn't it, I'm dying myself, and I still want to intercede for you," Yan Yunting suddenly sighed, "It's not a secret, the most unseemly thing for me is the life and death parting between true loveβ€”then so be it, I'll be merciful and spare the life of one of the two of them,"

He untied Dongfang Xiaoyue's words and asked, "Who will you choose?" ”

Dongfang Xiaoyue's eyes wandered between Bai Yan and the dove, the more difficult the choice, the more difficult it was, the more painful it was, the more painful it was, the more tears flowed. With tears streaming down her face, shaking her head again and again, she looked back and begged Yan Yunting: "I will cooperate with you whatever you want, you let them go, please, let them go......"

"If it were the past, the tears of the beauty would move the heart of the king, but unfortunately, time cannot be turned back, and it is difficult for people to go back to the past," Yan Yunting's fingertips were gentle, and gently wiped away the tears for Dongfang Xiaoyue, "My respected queen, many choices in life can only choose one of the two, you must take it seriously." ”

"Then you just up, I'm their queen, I'll suffer for them!"

"I'm counting down...... Five, four, three, two, oneβ€”"

"White!" Dongfang Xiaoyue blurted out, "I choose Bai Di!" ”

Some are moved, some are desperate.

The white dead was moved, and the dove was desperate.

Dongfang Xiaoyue lost her voice and felt guilty, "I'm sorry, dove, I can't watch Bai Yan die......"

The dove slowly closed her eyes, shut up all disappointment, and waited quietly for death.

"Alas...... You can't be blamed for this, who called him more handsome than you, most women don't like," Yan Yunting sighed, and the next moment, his eyes were as sharp as knives, he got up and pointed at Bai Yan, and scolded loudly:

"You! The dark snow Tianshan and Jizhou, the lives of the world, must die in the oil pot! Give me...... Explode! ”

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