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

Xue Huailu couldn't bear it anymore and rushed towards Murong Xue frantically.

"Master, calm down!" Feng Yu quickly grabbed him, "This little bitch is very cunning. She provokes you so much just because she wants you to kill her. Master, how can you make her do what you want? Hehe, Master, look at it.

,What have I prepared for this little bitch?”

As he said this, Feng Yu clapped his hands.

Soon someone brought up a huge iron bucket.

Xue Huailu only took one look and his scalp went numb.

Because the iron barrel is densely packed with poisonous insects.

Feng Yu smiled and said: "Don't worry, young master, these poisonous insects will not bite people to death, but they will eat away their skin. Tsk, tsk, tsk, a big beauty, no good skin is left after being chewed, and all the muscles and veins of her body are damaged.

After eating it inch by inch, you will become a useless person without the ability to resist. Moreover, this process is more painful than ten thousand ants eating your heart, but you can't die..."

"Master, what do you think?"

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

"Okay! Okay! Hahaha, Feng Yu, as long as you can make this woman scream and wail, and make her cry and beg for mercy from me in this iron barrel, I will remember you!"

Feng Yu was filled with excitement and was about to order someone to throw Murong Xue into the bucket of poisonous insects.

Xue Huailu suddenly said: "I'm coming! I will personally send this poisonous woman to hell."

He strode forward and put Murong Xue down from the torture rack.

He pulled her hair and dragged her to the poisonous insect barrel.

Even though Murong Xue had long considered death, she couldn't help but take a step back when she saw the densely packed iron barrel with strange-shaped insects showing sharp teeth.

"Hahaha...Are you scared? Do you, a bitch, know how to be scared?!"

"You brought this all on yourself!!"

Thinking of the parts of himself that had been chopped off, and thinking that he would never be a man again, Xue Huailu's face became violently distorted.

Grabbing Murong Xue's hair, her body instantly rose into the air.

Xue Huailu is only at the Bigu stage of cultivation now, so it stands to reason that he cannot fly with a sword.

But what he wore on his feet was the ninth-grade flying spiritual weapon prepared by Xue Minglang for him.

So Murong Xue was quickly pulled into the air by him, hanging high above the poisonous insect barrel.

As soon as she let go, her body would fall into the dense swarm of poisonous insects and be eaten away beyond recognition.

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

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

"Bitch, go ahead, you'll be in hell for the rest of your life."

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

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

However, at this moment.

A loud bird song, accompanied by the scorching flame temperature, pierced the sky.

Immediately afterwards, Murong Xue felt that her body, which was riddled with holes, fell on a ball of warm down feathers.

What happened?

Has she fallen into the trap of poison?

But why is there no pain at all, only a warm, soft, contained and protected feeling.

This thought just crossed my mind.

Murong Xue heard a familiar voice.

"Bifang, come back!"
Chapter completed!