"Did you feel much better after taking the pill? Do you want to tell me everything now? Or do you want me to torture you for a while?" After Song Li took Ying Er's pill, he felt that Ying Er's breath slowly began to become stable, so he smiled and asked.

How painful it was to be burned by the imperial fire, Song Li knew very well. He believed that under this situation, Ying Er would never be able to stick to it. As long as he controlled his strength and did not kill Ying Er, Ying Er would sooner or later say everything he wanted to know, so now Song Li didn't care when Ying Er would speak. Anyway, no matter whether Ying Er persisted for a long time, the final result would not change.

"Song Li! If you want to be a man, just kill me directly! I will never tell you anything!"

Ying Eryi thought of Song Li's way of torture him just now, and couldn't help but shivered, but there was no sign of letting go of what he said.

Song Li didn't know Yin Zhenyu's true identity, but Ying Er knew it. He knew that since Yin Zhenyu was here, he would definitely find a way to kill him.

For the people in the Demon King Palace, there is only one outcome for failure in the mission, that is death, so Ying Er did not expect Yin Zhenyu to rescue him at this time.

However, in Ying Er's heart, it would be better to die at Yin Zhenyu's hands than to continue to be tortured by Song Li. Therefore, now he only hopes that Yin Zhenyu can find a way to kill him as soon as possible, so that he can be free!

"Compared with the demon clan, you demon clan members are more backbone. Well, since you don't want to speak now, I will continue." Song Li had long expected Ying Er not to speak easily, so he was not in a hurry and activated the imperial fire in his body, ready to continue to torture and force confessions.

Xiong Po, who was standing next to Song Li, couldn't help but curl his lips after hearing what Song Li said, thinking to himself, "You're going to ask Ying Er, just ask Ying Er, what are you doing to compare the demon clan with him."

Originally, Xiong Po wanted to refute a few words, but when he thought of the headband on his head, his mouth that had just opened immediately closed. He had tasted the feeling of splitting headaches. Anyway, Song Li said that there would not be a small piece of meat, so Xiong Po chose to swallow this first without any chance.

At this moment, a breeze blew by, and the soul-refining pollen that had been crushed by Yin Zhenyu and sprinkled in the air floated over with the breeze.

The soul refining flowers had no taste at all. After being crushed by Yin Zhenyu, the powders had reached a point where the naked eye could not see clearly, so even Song Li did not notice these soul refining pollen blown by the breeze.

Seeing the dark Emperor Fire wrapped around Song Li's palm, Ying Er's breathing became heavier. The soul-refining pollen surrounding Ying Er was sucked into Ying Er's body while Ying Er was breathing. Ying Er's expression suddenly changed, and even his breathing began to become extremely difficult.

Humph! Even if Song Li sucked into his body, he would definitely not feel anything. However, Ying Er's injury would definitely not be able to hold on. It would be a daydream to ask Ying Er about the secrets about the Demon King Palace from Ying Er. I want to see how you guy will end up later!

Seeing Ying Er's face changing, Yin Zhenyu sneered in his heart. As long as Ying Er's current injury is inhaled even a little soul refining pollen, he will die suddenly on the spot. However, because Song Li and Xiong Po's injuries are not serious, even if they inhaled the soul refining pollen, they will never notice it.

In this way, when Ying Er poison died, Song Li would only think that Ying Er could not bear the torture, so he died, and it was impossible for him to doubt him.

"No! Can't this guy hold on?" Song Li also found that Ying Er was a little abnormal at this time, so he hurriedly took back the imperial fire and grabbed Ying Er's pulse.

With Song Li's attainment in alchemy, when he asked Ying Er, he was very sensible. But he didn't understand why Ying Er was fine just now, but suddenly became like this. After grabbing Ying Er's vein, Song Li hurriedly used the breath in his body to check the situation in Ying Er's body.

"Sir, is this guy afraid of being tortured and scared to death?" Xiong Po felt the aura in Ying Er's body weaker and weaker, and asked while holding his head.

Xiong Po is not Song Li, and he knows nothing about alchemy. At this time, in Xiong Po's opinion, Ying Er's injury is so severe, so it is natural to die. However, he has never forgotten the saying that Song Li just said that Ying Er has backbone than the demon clan, so he deliberately said that Ying Er's current situation was scared by Song Li.

Check it! Check it out! Ying Er’s body is so serious that even if the gods come, don’t even find out why Ying Er became like this!

Yin Zhenyu snorted coldly in his heart, then turned around and pretended to continue to check the wounded. Although Yin Zhenyu couldn't check Ying Er's condition now, he believed that Ying Er's current state would definitely die.

As long as Ying Er dies, everyone, including Song Li, will think that Ying Er died because of his serious injury. In this way, he can not only ensure that the secrets about the Demon King Palace will not be leaked from Ying Er's mouth, but he doesn't even believe that anyone can find out the real cause of Ying Er's death.

Just as Song Li was investigating Ying Er's body, Ying Er's body suddenly twitched violently, and black blood flowed out along the corner of Ying Er's mouth, and Ying Er's pupils began to magnify continuously.

Ying Er died without lasting for long. In such a short time, Song Li had no time to find out why Ying Er became like this, let alone find a way to save Ying Er's life.

Seeing Ying Er die, Song Li slammed Ying Er's arm to the ground. He finally caught a man from the Demon King Hall, but now he didn't even ask any valuable information. Ying Er died in such a vague sense, which made Song Li feel depressed in his heart as if he was crushed to erupt at any time.

Because she held her breath in her heart, the breath in Song Li's body fluctuated unconsciously. Feeling Song Li's breath fluctuations, Cheng Qin, Chen Qiuhong and others looked at Song Li one after another.

Seeing that Ying Er at Song Li's feet had turned into a corpse, Cheng Qin and others rushed to Song Li one after another.

"Brother Song, why is he dead? Did you have asked what you want to know, so you killed him?" After coming to Song Li, Cheng Qin looked at Song Li and asked.

Even the elders of the Xuandan Sect are spies from the Demon King Hall, so Cheng Qin knew very well how harmful the Demon King Hall was to the human race.

Unfortunately, the human race has never grasped any exact information about the Demon King Hall, and even a large number of people in the human race do not think that the Demon King Hall exists.

Whether Song Li can force the information about the Demon King Palace this time is very important to the human race. In fact, in Cheng Qin's opinion, even if Song Li has learned everything from Ying Er, he should not leave Ying Er to hand it over to the city lord of the First Ring City for another question.

However, Ying Er was captured by Song Li. Cheng Qin was not qualified to ask whether Song Li killed Ying Er or not. However, Cheng Qin was a little curious now that Song Li asked Ying Er what information it had, and how helpful this information would be to the human race to eradicate the Demon King Palace.

"This guy was dead before he could speak." Song Li looked at Cheng Qin, shook his head slightly and said.

"What? He died before he asked anything? Then... how did he die?" Unexpectedly, before Song Li could tell Ying Er, Ying Er was already dead. Cheng Qin suddenly widened her eyes and asked.

Cheng Qin knew that Song Li's attainments in alchemy were many times better than her. If Song Li had not controlled his strength during the process of questioning Ying Er, so that he would kill Ying Er, Cheng Qin would never believe it.

But Song Li had clearly controlled the demonic energy in Ying Er's body and had been guarding Ying Er's side. So how did Ying Er die? This was really a bit weird!

"The cause of his death is strange, but it was too short just now, and because the injuries in his body were too serious, I couldn't find out the cause of his death in such a short time." Song Li sighed softly and said slowly.

"Brother Song is just a fifth-level strongman in the Spirit Sea Realm controlled by the demon clan. If you die, die. Maybe the demon clan strongman felt that he was captured, and it might not be necessary to kill him with any unknown means. So you don't have to blame yourself, you have done a good job."

Yin Zhenyu pretended to comfort Song Li, patted Song Li on the shoulder and said. Because Ying Er never admitted that he was a person from the Demon King Palace, Yin Zhenyu now insisted that Ying Er was actually a fifth-level strongman in the Spirit Sea Realm controlled by the Demon Clan. If Ying Er was really a human slave controlled by the Demon Clan, then Ying Er died without understanding and could push him to the Demon Clan who controlled Ying Er. He misled Song Li and others like this, and his purpose was to make Song Li and others not continue to doubt the relationship between Ying Er and the Demon Clan Palace.

When Cheng Qin heard what Yin Zhenyu said, he didn't say much, but looked at Song Li. Cheng Qin had never told Yin Zhenyu about Ying Er's affairs, so it was completely reasonable for Yin Zhenyu to say this.

But Cheng Qin actually had an answer in her mind whether Ying Er was from the Demon King Palace. In this way, it would be absolutely impossible for Ying Er to be killed by the powerful demon clan who manipulated him.

"Boss Yin is right. Even if you capture a strong man in the Spirit Sea Realm controlled by the demon clan, it will not have much impact on the entire battle situation. Let's continue to do what we should do." Song Li glanced at Yin Zhenyu, nodded slightly and said.
Chapter completed!