Yao Tian's slightly trembling brows were wet with cold sweat in an instant. His face was twitching, and his face was livid. Even his breathing began to become rapid. His deep and dim eyes reflected a faint metallic luster. After a long time, he finally Just say one sentence and you'll make a fool of yourself? "
The counterfeit Changtian still wants to fight to the death and make his final resistance with the help of bitter meat. King Taoist, what do you think? I am Changtian, are you kidding me? "
"A joke? Are you kidding? You want to be the sixth brother to deceive us, but you dare to show off such boring tricks in front of us. You simply don't know how to live or die, and you don't care about this place. Do you have the right to be so presumptuous here? Father? King, don't talk nonsense to him, this kind of people are willing to accept soft things rather than hard things, and they will be recruited as soon as they are tortured." Jer grinded his teeth and made a clicking sound, with a fierce expression.
In the deep dark night, invisible clouds occasionally drift by, and the night wind swimming like a ghost blows on the face, and a cold feeling arises from the heart. The moist air slowly pressed lightly against the ground, making the floor wet after a while. The floor is a little wet and might cause someone to slip.
Ling'er was even more filled with righteous indignation, and without any explanation, she punched the man in the head rudely, with a faint look of anger on her face, and shouted, "Tell me your purpose and the whereabouts of Sixth Brother, otherwise There is no shortage of good fruit for you to eat. A scumbag like you should have died a thousand times over. "
Jier felt a little ashamed for not being able to stop Ling'er. Although he was very unhappy, he had to advise Ling'er not to be impulsive and knock him out, as he would be in trouble then. "
"Father, Third Brother, are you in the end?" The fake Changtian was so shameless and deliberately pretended to be confused, which was extremely abominable.
"Huh? It sounds so nice. If the sixth brother really calls me third brother, then I will be really happy, but you are not good at it. I have always been unhappy with you. Weir, take off your false clothes. That's why dogs can't change their eating habits. Do you still want to take back the status you have worked so hard to gain?" Don't skip the word. Jer pointed at the fake Changtian with his index finger, his tone full of contempt, as if he wanted to vent all his pent-up dissatisfaction.
"" The fake Changtian was speechless for a while, as if he was stunned, but in fact he was thinking about the next step.
"Don't pretend to be stupid for me. If Brother Six is ??wrong, I will let you have a taste of torture. Don't you like to use torture to punish soldiers and people? Now it's time for you to experience it yourself and pay for the sins you have committed. The price." Ling'er's eyebrows curved, her eyes shot out a cold murderous aura, and her aggressive tone was even more straightforward.
When Weir heard this, he stopped struggling in vain, suddenly smiled evilly, took a deep breath and threatened that if I had any trouble, that guy wouldn't have an easy time. If I go to hell, he will go to hell with me. Who cares? Affordable. I've never been afraid, and boring ventriloquism like intimidation can't do anything to me. "
Ao Tian angrily pinched Weir's neck and slowly lifted him up. Out of love, he warned angrily not to offend me.