At this moment, Mo Cuo's body was covered with iron chains, and he was kneeling on the ground with disheveled hair. His legs were broken and dripping with blood. There was not a single piece of intact flesh and blood on his body.

The person who captured him here was Feng Qi's disciple Yan Kai.

At the same time, Yan Kai is also the father of Yan Hanyu.

Yan Kai held the holy spear in his hand, with cold and ruthless eyes. In front of Yan Hanyu, he pierced Mo Cuo's chest with the spear and nailed him to the ground. Blood gushed out like spring water.

"No! Father, no, please, just treat it like your daughter is begging you for the last time..."

Yan Hanyu was kneeling on the ground, with chains with flowing flame patterns on his hands and feet. His wrists and ankles were already bloody. His face was extremely pale, and his body was extremely weak. He was crying and begging, without any trace of the former Meteorite Goddess.

The appearance of a beautiful woman.

All the charm has been worn away.

When she returned to the Tianchu Civilization, she did not have the opportunity to fight with her tribe. Instead, she was treated as a shame of the civilization, tried and imprisoned. All her cultivation was abolished.

Fortunately, she is a direct bloodline of God, otherwise she would have died miserably and would not be alive.

The hatred between heaven and hell is destined to fall in love and die.

Or, worse than death.

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I have something to do today, so I won’t do the live broadcast. Now I’m posting the archives from the past two days!
Chapter completed!