His left hand was still tightly stuck with Nangong Liye's neck. He was not in a fight and said loudly, "If you want Nangong Liye, come to Bumi Sect. [26nbsp;] This young master is waiting for you! Tell the useless Hong Diancang that it would be best to trade the entire Spirit Beast Valley for the best."

It seemed as if in just a moment, he pinched Nangong Liye away.

In the Bumi Sect Dungeon.

In a dirty and messy wooden stake, a cold woman was tied to a cross-shaped wooden stake, stretched out her hands and tied to both ends of the wooden stake.

She looked at Yannan City sitting in front of her coldly. A large and gorgeous jade chair formed a sharp contrast with this dirty dungeon. This chair was really not suitable for being placed in this cell.

This is the dungeon where Bumi Sect imprisons the traitors. It has been dark and damp for many years, and bed bugs are all over the ground.

Yan Nancheng looked at Nangong Liye coldly, and Nangong Liye also looked at him. No one spoke to each other.

The dungeon was dark and dark. Nangong Liye only saw a pair of cold eyes and the dazzling silver hair of Yannancheng. There was no light in the dungeon.

Yan Nancheng looked at Nangong Liye with an expressionless face, and Nangong Liye also looked at him with an expressionless face.

After a while, he slowly spoke, "Aren't you afraid?" In his mind, the definition of a creature like a woman is to cry, make a fuss, and hang herself, cry, noisy and act coquettish.

"Why am I afraid?" Nangong Liye glanced at him faintly.

"Why aren't you afraid? I am the young master of the demon clan, the leader of the demon clan. I have strong enough strength and ability to make you afraid. Look at them--" Yan Nancheng waved his long arm and pointed at the disciples of the Bumi Sect standing outside the cell. "The lowly human beings are born to be greedy for life and fear death. So do you."

"No, I am different from them. They are them, I am me. There is no exact same leaves in this world, let alone people?" Nangong Liye's eyes were stern.

"It's not that you are stubborn. I have set up countless barriers here. Even if Hong Diancang and others break their shoes, they can't find you." Yan Nancheng smiled coldly, "So don't think that someone will come to save you."

He paused and said, "Your Nine Cute, I have sent Eighteen Phoenixes to greet him. So, don't expect anyone to come and save you."

"Since I'm here, I don't plan to go out alive. You have made up your mind and don't torture me to death." Nangong Liye said coldly. "Remember, I, Nangong Liye, are not a person who is greedy for life and fear of death. I, Nangong Liye, are born as a person from the Mountain of Beasts, and are also a ghost from the Mountain of Beasts. You want me to bend my knees around you like those bones, but you only follow me, and you don't think about it in the next life."

"Very good. Since you can't wait to start the game, I will help you!" Yan Nancheng waved his hand, and a long whip suddenly appeared on his hand.

"This is the Nine Snake Whip made of a thousand-year-old snake skin. Now it's perfect to beat you." Yan Nancheng stood up gently, and then walked to a place five steps away from Nangong Liye. "I really want to see your expression of fear, panic, and living a life of silence. Why don't you satisfy my wish?"

"I think you are sick and are very sick. There is paranoia!" Nangong Liye spat on his face, and his black eyes were full of murderous aura.
Chapter completed!