Feng Chenglin looked at Ding Temple meaningfully, and turned around and did not look at the miserable situation of the second son.

Dingmiao also glanced at him with contempt and ignored him directly: "I ask you...who is the one who wants to kill me??"

The dick's pupils shrank, and there was a whimper in his throat, but he couldn't say anything because the thorns passed through his throat.

"So, you don't want to answer anymore!"

A grim smile appeared on the corner of Dingmiao's mouth, his fingertips flipped, and thorns suddenly burst out from the dick's mouth and penetrated into his eyes and ears.

“Woo woo…”

He whimpered, struggled, and twitched all over.

The blood slid down the strip of thorns, but was swept and absorbed by the leaves on it.

The smell of blood is everywhere, and Feng Chenglin understands something a little—

"You... aren't really asking him something, but you want to torture him to death, right?"

“Abuse?!”

Dingmiao suddenly sneered and slowly turned his head.

"If a person like you does not have great hatred, he will not understand what abuse means..."

He slowly pulled open his chest and exposed a piece of chest, with several purple-red scars as big as a palm.

"Do you know what Lingchi is?"

He raised his right hand and gestured to cut it in his chest.

"It is to use a knife to cut off the flesh on your body piece by piece..."

Feng Chenglin's pupils shrank: "You are..."

"In order to ensure that you are still alive, they will not cut you in one day... They will come and cut a little bit of it a day, and then use medicine to save your life... because, they will get what they want from your mouth..."

"It's the Whale Pill!"

Feng Chenglin suddenly realized and his eyes flashed.

"What they want is Whale Dan..."

"If the whale pill is in my hands, I can live one day... If I live one day, the blood of our Miao family will not be broken... So, no matter what kind of torture I suffer, I have to live...not die..."

Dingmiao cleaned up the wound, lowered his eyes and glanced at his dick.

"You think he is worse than death now... that's because you haven't seen what is true life is worse than death..."

He suddenly smiled, with mockery in his eyes.

"Maybe, when you fall into their hands one day, you will understand how damn these people... deserve it!!"

Suddenly he turned around and walked out of the city gate.

Feng Chenglin hesitated for a moment and quickly followed: "Where are you going?!"

"Swoosh!"

A thorn emerged from the sky and stopped him in an instant.

"Don't follow me... Otherwise, I'll think you're here for the Whale Pill..."

The thorns just stopped Feng Chenglin, but did not take action, but slowly closed the city gate.

"Hey... you moved these thorns away... The third young master is still trapped inside!"

Feng Chenglin cursed so much that he could not help the thorns.

"You unscrupulous... The third young master is still blocking the gun for you, but you ran away by yourself..."

"I owe her... I will pay it back if I have the chance in the future..."

"What should I do if the third young master..."

"These bloodthirsty thorns can just trap you... As for her... they can't trap..."

How could a person who can walk around Yaoshan Sect be afraid of these thorns of his thorns?

Dingmiao firmly believes that Ling Luoyu has some methods to come up with.

Looking at his back, Feng Chenglin stomped his feet with hatred, but he was helpless.

Ling Luoyu meant that he wanted to follow him secretly.

Now it seems that this is impossible!
Chapter completed!