The young man really did not dare to kill him, but this man actually persuaded the evil spirit to do it.

Evil ghosts don't have any mercy or sympathy at all.

They only bring fear and horror, and are the purest evil in the world.

"I'll give you three breaths."

"I just want to know the whereabouts of those four people, whether you want to tell them or not."

Li Qingfeng's words were followed by the saw blade that forced him even harder. The sweet smell penetrated his nostrils and mouth, and the fresh smell of rust was disgusting.

The evil spirit holding down Master Sun seemed oblivious and raised the saw blade again, but this time he no longer pointed it at his finger.

Instead, it aimed at his neck.

"I...said"

"I'll tell you everything." Master Sun was so frightened that he pissed himself, cried bitterly, and was in a state of embarrassment.

I have long since lost my initial calmness and confidence.

My face was covered with snot and tears.

Incontinence of urine, half of the urine smells fishy.

He kept kowtowing in the hope that Li Qingfeng would relent and let the evil spirit spare his life.

"I don't know if the Immortal Master is in front of me. Whatever the Immortal Master wants to know, I can tell you."

Li Qingfeng hardened his heart and endured the discomfort: "I want to know the whereabouts of those four people, whether they are dead or alive."

"Three are dead, and one is alive."

"Is Meng Zhen alive or dead?"

Seeing the master's hesitation, Li Qingfeng suddenly felt bad and shouted: "Speak!"

Master Sun shivered in fright, and then fell to his knees on the ground.

"Immortal Master, Mr. Meng died seven days ago."
Chapter completed!