"Ahhhh, you poisonous woman, I'm going to kill you! I'll kill you now!!"

Xue Huailu could no longer bear it and rushed towards Murong Xue frantically.

"Young Master, calm down!" Feng Yu quickly grabbed him, "This little bitch is very cunning. She is so arousing you, just hope you kill her. How can you make her come true? Hehe, Master, look, what have I prepared for this little bitch?"

As he said that, Feng Yu clapped his hands.

Soon someone carried a huge iron barrel up.

Xue Huailu's scalp became numb after just one look.

Because there are dense poisonous insects in the iron bucket.

Feng Yu smiled and said, "Young Master, don't worry, these poisonous insects will not bite people to death, but will chew people's skin. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

"Master, what do you think?"

Xue Huailu glanced at the iron barrel again, and the disgust and fear on his face turned into an excited and excited laugh.

"Okay! OK! Hahaha, Feng Yu, as long as you can make this woman scream and wail, let her cry in this iron bucket and beg for mercy to me, I will remember you for your merit!"

Feng Yu was very excited and was about to order someone to throw Murong Xue into the poisonous insect bucket.

Xue Huailu suddenly said, "I'll do it! I'll send this poisonous woman to hell with my own hands."

He strode forward and put Murong Xue off the torture rack.

He pulled her hair and pulled her to the poisonous insect bucket.

Even though Murong Xue had already looked dead, she couldn't help but take a step back when she saw the densely packed iron buckets and the strangely shaped insects that showed sharp teeth.

"Hahaha... are you scared? Do you know you are afraid, too?"

"You're asking for it all!!"

Thinking of the chopped parts and thinking that he was no longer a man, Xue Huailu's face twisted violently.

He grabbed Murong Xue's hair and his body instantly soared into the air.

Xue Huailu now only has the cultivation level of fasting, and he can't fly with a sword.

But what he wore was the ninth-grade flying spirit weapon prepared by Xue Minglang for him.

So Murong Xue was quickly pulled into the air by him and hung high above the poisonous insect bucket.

Just as she let go, her body would fall into dense poisonous insects, and her face was gnawed beyond recognition.

Xue Huailu lowered her head and saw Murong Xue's body trembling instinctively and her pale face.

He let out a hearty laughter, then suddenly let go of his hand.

"Bitch, go, the next one is your eternal hell."

Feel the fall of the body and the crawling sound of poisonous insects below.

Murong Xue closed her eyes in despair, waiting for the pain of being cut into pieces.

However, at this moment.

A loud bird's song followed by the scorching flame temperature slashed through the sky.

Immediately afterwards, Murong Xue felt her body full of holes landing on a ball of warm down feathers.

What happened?

Has she fallen into the poisonous insect bucket?

But why is there no pain, only a warm, soft, and inclusive and protected feeling?

This thought just flashed through.

Murong Xue heard a familiar voice.

"Bi Fang, come back!"

It is clear and clear, with the clarity and purity unique to young people.
Chapter completed!