"If you dare to do even the slightest evil to her, I guarantee you will get nothing!" Zhan Feihong's face, which had turned blue-grey, was stained with a layer of angry red. He stared at Uncle Wasp and said.

As if he could see the determination in Zhan Feihong's eyes, he rolled his eyes and said: "Since you care about that little girl so much, why don't you just hand over the baby obediently? I promise not to hurt her even a hair!"

"Unless I meet her people and see her leave safely, there is no need to discuss anything else!" Zhan Feihong smiled coldly. Naturally, he would not believe the other party's promise.

"I think you won't cry until you see the coffin!" Uncle Wasp's face suddenly darkened, he waved his arms high, and the green cone in the middle was aimed at Zhan Feihong's chin.

"Just do it." Zhan Feihong's eyes flashed red, "As long as you hurt me once, I will destroy part of my spiritual veins. Even if you get my body, you won't be able to find out any secrets!"

"You think I don't dare?!" Uncle Wasp was so excited that his arms trembled. This was the first time he had encountered such a tyrannical guy who was clearly a prisoner.

It would be fine if he was a spiritual cultivator with a famous name, but he was also a nobody who was only thirteen or fourteen years old. As a retail demon cultivator who killed many people, how could he endure such bad breath?

Seeing that the green light was about to pierce Zhan Feihong's flesh, Uncle Wasp hesitated in his heart.

If this kid really has the guts to commit suicide, he will be a waste whose spiritual veins are broken and his spiritual sea collapses. He will not even have the basic value of feeding his own ferocious beasts...

While he was hesitating, Zhan Feihong's left hand suddenly erupted with a dazzling golden light. Immediately afterwards, the arm hung down weakly, as if it had lost its life.

"You——!!!" The green light placed on the boy's chin by Uncle Wasp shrank and slowly moved to the side.

He has seen ruthless people, but never such ruthless people. He really doesn't understand how the young man spent his still minor life to develop such a character.

I have to say that he is really scared. If Zhan Feihong destroys himself twice more, he will really become a piece of garbage with no use value at all. This is the same as working in vain. Even if he admits it, his companions will not

Will give up.

"Okay, okay, just wait until that stinky girl comes back. Don't do anything random!" Uncle Wasp let go of his hand angrily, sighed and squatted aside.

After hearing these words, the young man finally gained some confidence. It seemed that the other party still cared about his little life.

Faced with this kind of enemy who completely suppresses him, if he wants to protect Miss Su's safety again, he can only use his only blackmail method to fight.

Zhan Feihong knew very well that if he didn't be cruel to him now, when Miss Su was brought back by Uncle Wasp's companions, she would be like a cattle and sheep being slaughtered, without any room for resistance.

He lowered his head and glanced at his left hand, which had all the muscles and veins broken. The young man's face was expressionless. However, in his heart, he held a trace of luck.

In fact, of the five spiritual veins in his left hand, only the golden spiritual vein was completely destroyed by his spiritual power, while the remaining four spiritual veins were still intact.

Even the paralyzed appearance was deliberately faked by Zhan Feihong.

The reason for doing this is simply to rely on the common sense of spiritual and demonic cultivators in the world that one person only has one spiritual vein to deceive the other party.

Zhan Feihong knew that his pulse-exploding move could not be deceitful. Based on the age and cultivation level of this uncle, he was definitely not a demon cultivator with little experience.

The probability of self-destruction of spiritual veins is much greater in demon cultivators than in spiritual cultivators. This is because they understand that if their own physical skills are not destroyed, their corpses will definitely become meals for the enemy's ferocious beasts.

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So the young man had no choice but to grit his teeth and destroy the gold spiritual veins in his left hand, and use real drama to deceive the other party.

From the current point of view, he has succeeded. As for the benefits, it is not just a matter of delaying time, but it is also equivalent to one more opportunity for surprise.

The two of them waited quietly for the figure coming from afar. Apart from the noise caused by the gentle breeze blowing the green leaves, the only sound left in the grass was their breathing.

After two cups of tea, a faint figure finally appeared in the distance.

Uncle Wasp slowly stood up, his two huge eyes narrowed slightly, and he observed for a while, then suddenly frowned.

Zhan Feihong also saw this little shadow. His dragon eyes were no worse than Uncle Wasp's insight, and he quickly saw that there was only one person coming back.

The young man felt that his breathing began to become difficult. His chest seemed to be pressed by something heavy. He wanted to breathe but couldn't.

Impossible...Miss Su will be fine!

She must have managed to escape!

But no matter how hard he tried to think in a good direction, the uneasiness in his heart just couldn't calm down.

Zhan Feihong had no choice but to activate the pulse seal in his body and try to contact destiny to see what happened. But after feeling it with concentration for a while, there was only one result returned to him:

fear.

What is nature afraid of?

A flash of panic flashed in the young man's eyes, and he did not dare to test the situation of his native beast.

At this time, Uncle Wasp's companion had already walked up to the two of them. The demon cultivator's appearance was much more ordinary than him.

"Where are the people?" Uncle Wasp asked coldly when he saw his companion returning empty-handed.

His ordinary-looking companion shook his head and made a strange gesture with his hands. Zhan Feihong looked like the head of some kind of animal from the side.

"Are you kidding?!" After seeing this gesture, Uncle Wasp let out a strange scream, his face full of disbelief.

"What did I do to lie to you? This time, we hit the nail board." The ordinary-looking companion said bitterly.

"Okay, even if that girl is -" Uncle Wasp showed a ruthless look and said ferociously: "With her cultivation level, she can't even reach the level of a foreign disciple. At most, she is just a miscellaneous soldier or something like that. Let's just

If you don't do it, you won't stop..." He made a vigorous stroke in the air.

The ordinary-looking companion looked at him sideways and slowly pointed his finger at his back.

Seeing this move, the next words of Uncle Wasp were choked back in his throat. His expression now seemed to be frightened, and his divine light spread involuntarily.

"She, she, she, she - I don't believe it, I never believe it!" After a long time, he stammered and shook his head repeatedly.

Uncle Wasp's companion put his hand on Uncle Wasp's shoulder and said seriously: "Do I have a reason to lie to you? If I don't leave now, it will be too late!"

"But, this kid's left arm is already useless!" Uncle Wasp took a step back, swallowed, and subconsciously glanced at Zhan Feihong with his two round eyes.

When the ordinary-looking companion heard what Uncle Wasp said, his face instantly turned cold. He asked, "Did you do it?"

"No, it's not me, it's him..." Uncle Wasp changed his arrogant behavior before, moved his hands quickly, and put all the responsibility on Zhan Feihong.

"Oh, it's useless to say anything now." The companion took back his hands and said helplessly: "We can only see if others can look aside and forgive your sins."

As he spoke, he turned around and turned behind Uncle Wasp.

"You have to plead for me!" Uncle Wasp seemed to be grasping a life-saving straw. As his companion turned around, he grabbed his arm and begged.

But what he received was an icy cold light.

"You——" Before he could finish his words, a head slipped from his neck and fell to the ground, rolling for more than ten feet before barely stopping.

The blood sprayed from the wound left a red mark on the ground. Until his death, the wasp man did not believe that his companion would commit such a cruel attack.
Chapter completed!