Chapter 620

Qin Ming rushed out for thousands of meters and finally wanted to open the pursuit with the petals. A figure stopped in front: "Qin Ming, don't make a useless struggle. Can you escape?"

The flower burial witch raised his right hand, his five fingers vibrated, and a holy power emerged. It surged across the space, like an invisible wave running over the woods and rushing towards Qin life.

Qin Ming really couldn't avoid it. Before he could stop, he was hit by the huge wave. The holy power continued. In an instant, it was like more than ten huge waves, which shocked Qin ming to spit blood and fly upside down. Then, all the thousands of petals that rushed after him came and mercilessly drowned him.

A violent explosion sounded in the depths of the island. The earth shook, the cracks spread, and the dust and blood gas rushed up to hundreds of meters, frightening the spirit demons living on the island.

The dust and fog dispersed, the blood gas subsided, and a huge pit appeared.

Qin Ming was dazzled by the intensive bombing, and his bones seemed to be broken. He lay there unconscious and whispered.

The flower burial witch Lord didn't want to kill Qin life. He consciously controlled the power of the petals, but he didn't want to make him feel better. The bombing at least made him lose the ability to resist again.

"Bitch... If you don't go after the princes of the heavenly king's hall, come to me to show your authority. You've been abused in tuocang mountain, come to me to find balance? Thanks to you, you're still a witch Lord." Qin Ming lay painfully in the pit, his whole body seemed to have been bombarded by countless heavy hammers for a long time, and every inch of skin, flesh and bone was in pain. He finally entered the sixth heaven. Before long, he was ruthlessly ravaged. Pain, suffocation.

"Don't try to show off your eloquence. It's no use." the buried flower witch Lord walked to the pit and walked slowly. She was really beautiful. It's not too much to call her gorgeous. She raised her hands and feet with a noble and refined attitude, but she had no expression. She was like a cold and beautiful woman in the painting. She always looked like that and wouldn't change.

"That's right, you shameless bitch, who doesn't care about this." Qin Ming struggled to stand up, but it affected his whole body and hurt like a drill, but after struggling for a while, he still staggered up.

The buried flower witch Lord twists a petal at his fingertips and points towards Qin's life.

Poof! The petals darted through Qin Ming's body in an instant, drilled in from his abdomen and hit from his back waist, bringing out a handful of golden blood. Qin Ming trembled and knelt heavily on the ground. He trembled slightly, held the wound, opened his mouth, and his eyes were protruding.

"If you dare to be presumptuous again, you will not forgive lightly."

"You'll have to kill me sooner or later? Scold you twice, and I'll make a profit." Qin Ming covered his wound and his teeth were trembling. The blood of the whole body becomes hot, releasing surging vitality, regulating the injury and dissolving congestion. However, the injury was too serious. Severe pain filled the whole body. Every skin, flesh and bones were stored, and the pain was suffocating.

"If I don't kill you, I can let you go."

"Will I believe you?"

"As long as you do one thing for me."

"What can I do? Give you a baby? I'm sorry. I don't sell myself. I'm not interested in you."

"Bang! Bang!"

Two petals pierced Qin Ming's body, one rubbed his heart and the other broke his ribs, driving Qin Ming back three or five meters.

Qin Ming lay on the ground, curled up in pain, and the sharp pain almost made him faint.

"If you dare to be presumptuous again, break your hands first, and then your arms." the buried flower witch master Gu Jing has no wave, and his tone is flat, but the more so, the more he says, the more he is afraid.

Qin Ming curled up for a long time. At least he slowed down. "Let me be right? I came all the way to find me. I didn't take your people or take your boat, so I took a guide. Hehe, do you like me?"

The flower burying witch Lord didn't talk nonsense with him. His voice was cold: "find me for thousands of years, and I will let you go."

Qin Ming's hair was scattered, and his pale golden eyes stared at the buried flower witch Lord. Looking for Qianqiu Hou? If you don't find other princes, why just find him.

By the way, on the battlefield of tuocangshan, the buried flower witch Lord was captured alive for thousands of years. It was other witch lords and ghost generals who fought hard to save her. This woman wants revenge? Revenge is normal, but why come to me in private.

The buried flower witch Lord saw through his mind: "I'm not looking for eternal revenge, I won't kill him, I won't frame him, and I won't hurt you."

Qin Ming suddenly smiled angrily: "why, you're making love? You want to devote yourself to Qianqiu Hou? In this case, don't I have to call you sister-in-law?"

The jade finger of the buried flower witch master was slender, and the five petals suddenly appeared, which was about to be beaten out towards Qin's life.

"Enough!" Qin Ming shouted ferociously. "Is it over? Is it cool for a high-level holy martial arts to abuse me?"

The petals stopped before hitting his body, but did not retreat. The "burning" blood gas floated in the air and would hit his body at any time. "Promise, I'll spare you from death. Refuse, let your life be worse than death, use your body as bait to lead the heavenly king's hall into a trap. Make your own choice."

Qin Ming struggled to lean against the pit, weakly panting: "let me think about it."

"Answer immediately!"

"If it were you, you would answer directly? Who knows what tricks you are playing."

"Don't try to recover with your golden blood. Even if you are full, you can't escape my palm."

"I know, I know, I know! I can't escape from the island for ten full powers." Qin Ming coughed weakly, but every cough affected his wounds. He rolled his eyes with pain, as if he might faint at any time. I knew that now, I had directly killed LV Tianxiang. Damn it, what did I pretend?

"A incense stick, give me the answer." the flower burial witch Lord waved and scattered thousands of petals into the surrounding woodland to avoid accidents. She finally found Qin life and would never let her escape again.

"What do you really want to do? Forget it, it must be harmful. The heavenly king hall and the witch hall are sworn enemies. You can't wait to feed the fish in the sea." Qin Ming thought for a while and asked: "If I promise you, you must use me to set up some trap, either to harm the future or to harm everyone in the heavenly king's hall. If I don't promise you, you will use me as a bait to lead out the heavenly king's hall. In the end, you will catch them all. Please tell me, what's the difference between whether I answer you or not?"

"Your time is coming." the Lord of the flower burying witch ignored him, slender jade fingers, and five petals across the air, threatening Qin's life.

Qin's life slowed down for a while, the pain eased slightly, and the blood stopped a lot. "I've thought it over."

"Say."

"Let me frame the future? It's impossible. If you want to kill, it's up to you." Qin ordered to disperse the Lingli shield, calm the Lingli in the meridians and take back the golden wings.

"What a pity." the jade hand of the buried flower witch pushed forward, and the five petals hit Qin Ming's throat and limbs.

Qin ordered to close his eyes, close his lips, kill and scrape, whatever you want.

However

After waiting for a while, the sharp pain in waiting didn't appear. His eyes opened a little, and the five petals were in front of him, almost touching his throat and limbs, but he didn't go any further. Qin Ming was secretly relieved and bet right! The flower burial witch Lord must have some special purpose, and it's impossible to kill him unless he had to. "Let you kill, but you dare not?"

"Save it. If you really want to die, you don't have to wait for death, you have to die. There's something in Qianqiu Hou's hand. I'll exchange your life with him. You ask him out, only he himself. When I meet him, only myself." The flower burial witch Lord waved back five petals. She must make an appointment as soon as possible and threaten him to withdraw from the Tai Chi refining furnace with Qin's life. She was in severe pain and weakness, and the taste was very uncomfortable. In particular, her realm could degenerate at any time. It was painful to delay one day a month.

The princes of the heavenly king's Hall value friendship. She believes that as long as she drags Qin's life to Qianqiu Hou, he will not die.