Chapter 1157

The stage is shouting and the stage is laughing.

The magic chopping platform, which used to be full of thunder, is filled with abnormal breath today.

If Zheng Feiyue is given another choice, he is willing to choose wanlei Hongding rather than bear the power of the Taiyin.

Cold!

Extremely cold!

Once upon a time, Zheng Feiyue went to college in the south. In his first winter, after experiencing the wet and cold "magic attack" in the south, he felt so cold that he couldn't stand it at all.

If the cold is compared to the standard unit 1, the cold brought to Zheng Feiyue by the force of the Taiyin is about 9999999+

The deep-rooted and thorough cold of the soul, the continuous cold like the top of dark clouds, is like a black tide constantly destroying his fragile nerves.

At dusk,

Zheng Feiyue burst into a roar: "kill me! Kill me!"

Hou xiaorou's heart beat wildly and subconsciously stepped back. Suddenly, Zheng Feiyue's voice came from her mind: "I... I... Still... Can stand... Live, give... Give you... Advice."

Hou xiaorou's eyes looked strange.

She can't learn such a thing as "kill me" and "give advice" to her opponent all her life, and she can't think of such an operation at all.

"What suggestion?" asked Hou xiaorou.

"You do this first... Then... Finally..."

Give an account.

Hou xiaorou's chin almost fell to the ground. Is there such an operation?

Behind him, the black gauze slapped the cage like crazy: "junior sister! Junior sister! Junior sister! Please, I beg you, let him go, let him go!"

Hou xiaorou turns around, her eyes are very complex. Finally, all her expressions turn into two words: ruthless!

She waved and summoned a cold star maid disciple, and then whispered. The latter was a little surprised, immediately showed excited eyes and ran down the stage.

Before long, a small mirror was brought up.

Hou xiaorou used a force of the lunar calendar to drive the mirror into the air. Then the mirror magnified and exposed Zheng Feiyue's painful face to tens of thousands of people.

In an instant, they were occupied by a painful and ferocious face.

Black gauze, like being eaten by thunder, murmured, "Xiao... Xiao Rou, what are you doing?"

"I want everyone to see how this man who always loves you succumbs to extreme pain? I also want everyone to know that this is the end of provoking the cold star palace!"

Hou xiaorou's words echoed throughout the audience with a smell of iron and blood.

Black gauze sat on the ground, looked at her little younger martial sister incredulously and murmured, "are you... Are you really waiting for xiaorou?"

Under the stage, the bright moon laughed happily: "OK! Disciple, you are doing well! Today, a master will support you and do whatever you want with confidence and boldness!"

The big men looked at the bright moon one after another.

As the leader of a sect, and in such a public occasion, even if the object of torture is an unforgivable devil, it is really... Extreme to shout out so openly!

The wine Taoist stared at his younger martial sister with a worried look in his eyes.

Song Tianba moved his ass a little and preached to the patriarch of the same sect: "Lao Ge, I remember that a month ago, the patriarch reported that there was an abnormality in the month. Have you checked the reason?"

The elder called Lao Ge replied: "after checking, there are not many clues, but the time is similar to the death of those righteous masters. The sect once suspected that the two are related, but now it seems that the root cause lies in Zheng Feiyue."

Hearing the speech, song Tianba murmured, "no wonder the moon doesn't even want Xianyuan for this boy. How much hatred does it take to hate to this extent?"

……

On the plain, there was silence.

Yan Bufan looked up at the shrill and screamed figure. He didn't notice that his tone was sad and angry: "at least it's a famous family. Is this too much?"

"Three big doors, when did you leave room for people?"

"The words of Taoist friends are penetrating."

"I never thought that the cold Star Palace master was so kind-hearted!"

"I'm not going to die for talking about overhaul?"

"What are you afraid of?! don't you allow us to say that if you allow her to do it?"

On the viewing table.

Tianfeng, who had withdrawn from the demon cutting platform, moved his ears slightly, so he put these gossip into his ears and said anxiously: "palace master, are we..."

The bright moon waved her hand and said faintly, "it's just the barking of a group of incompetent people. What can I do?"

Tianfeng dare not speak again.

The secret of the magic knife, even inside the cold Star Palace, is only known to two or three people.

Tianfeng happens to be one of them.

She knows what this knife means to the palace master?

She also knew that even if the palace leader went crazy directly, it would be expected when the knife became something else's bag.

But during this time, in order to lead Zheng Feiyue over, the palace master has been restraining his infinite anger until xiaorou's torture finally let the palace master's inner fire begin to vent.

And this is just the beginning.

The follow-up waiting for Zheng Feiyue will be more cruel and ruthless torture until he spits out all his treasures and secrets, which is no longer of any use value.

……

Cold.

Endless cold.

Zheng Feiyue trembled. While resisting endless pain, he had to give Hou xiaorou a difficult voice: "how long has it been?"

"Half incense." Hou xiaorou replied.

Zheng Feiyue's heart trembled fiercely.

Half incense?

Why does it feel like a century has passed?

Hou xiaorou looked at him with sympathy in her heart. She is the person who knows the power of the Taiyin best in the world. To tell the truth, Zheng Feiyue's ability to stand half a incense has exceeded her expectation.

"Otherwise, I'll lose some strength?"

Zheng Feiyue uttered "ah", and even the spiritual voice began to knot: "don't... don't... we're not... Acting... I communicate with you... It shows that I haven't reached the limit... Increase efforts!"

Hou xiaorou's mouth is slightly open.

Seeing that she didn't act, Zheng Feiyue reminded: "remember... Reality... Stimulation... Pattern... In this way, we can... Delay longer and start!"

Hou xiaorou was excited. She was cruel in her heart. She suddenly raised her palm, and the strong power of the Taiyin surged!

rear,

The black gauze, who had dried her tears, burst out and knelt down to Hou xiaorou.

She kowtowed, bumped her head against the railing and knocked out blood marks: "elder martial sister apologized to you. Elder martial sister compensated you. It used to be bad. Elder martial sister shouldn't bully you and ignore you. You have resentment. Come to me, don't touch him, don't touch him!!!"

Black yarn is crazy!

Hou xiaorou's back was facing her, and her body was trembling slightly, but her words were colder than the power of the Taiyin: "elder martial sister, don't worry, this man is very resistant to wear. Now he hasn't reached his limit."

When you finish speaking,

Wait for xiaorou to clap it!

"Ah!!!"

Black gauze screamed. She opened her eyes and watched the lunar power in Hou xiaorou's hand pour down from Zheng Feiyue's forehead like a running stream.

forehead!