Jin Rusong looked excited and gritted his teeth in anger, leaving Qin Cheng's previous warning out of the sky.

I have been in the outer door for many years and no one dares to mess with me.

But today, in front of thousands of pairs of eyes, Qin Cheng broke his limbs again and again, his hands and feet were broken, and his spirit fire was burned by spiritual energy, and he was disfigured. He was simply fooled by him.

Although I cannot take revenge for such a great humiliation, Young Master Nie can definitely help me vent my anger.

And as long as Mr. Nie takes action, Qin Cheng will be pinned to death in an instant!

He staggered into the mountaintop palace. Before he could enter, he heard long whips and screams.

This made Jin Rusong's pupils shrink. To say that he had seen the cruel methods, Nie Feilu was no worse than Qin Cheng.

Jin Rusong walked in and saw Nie Feilu waving a whip and beating a man tied to a stone pillar opposite him.

Jin Rusong suddenly recognized that the man was a very upright deacon of the Huoyu Sect. Last week, Nie Feilu had one of the deacons who had completed the middle qualifications by the deacons in the assessment of his inner disciples.

At this time, this deacon, who should be respected by the disciples of the sect, was tied to a stone pillar, covered in blood, and had no good meat to see from the upper and lower parts.

"Young Master." Jin Rusong shouted carefully.

"Um?"

Nie Feilu is tall and thin, with a white face, and looks like an excessive indulgence. The most eye-catching thing is that he has long and narrow eyes, like a poisonous snake.

It is fierce and fierce, as if it is swallowing and spitting out murderous intent, as if it is chosen at any time and devours it.

Nie Feilu glanced over and made Jin Rusong's heart tremble. He quickly lowered his head and did not dare to look at him.

"Why did you make this look like this?" Nie Feilu frowned and saw that Jin Rusong was injured all over his body.

"Did you go to the inner sect and dare Zhuo Ju bully you?"

"Young Master, you want to avenge me. I haven't come to see you these days, and you don't know yet, I haven't even gone to the inner sect."

Speaking of the pain, Jin Rusong felt a bitter face, and he didn't care about his injuries. He knelt in front of Nie Feilu with a thud.

"What's going on?" Nie Feilu frowned.

"In this Huoyu Sect, my father is a godlike being, and this young master is the second person, and there are still people who dare not give me face."

"Young Master, it's not just not giving you face, it's just a slap in the face."

Jin Rusong added fuel to the fire, and Zhuo Ju and Qin Cheng had a talk.

Nie Feilu's expression suddenly became gloomy.

"You mean, Qincheng not only robbed your inner disciple's qualifications, but also seriously injured you, and even threatened to disdain this young master."

"Yes, Qin Cheng is very arrogant. Today, in front of all the outer disciples, I broke my limbs again and again, and I didn't take the young master seriously at all."

Jin Rusong added fuel to the fire, which made Nie Feilu feel angry.

"court death!"

Nie Feilu hummed lowly and punched a stone statue beside him into ashes.

"The people from these three elders are becoming more and more arrogant, and they don't even take me seriously. Just a mere Qincheng, is it worthy of letting me take action?"

"You, go and call that kid over, I want to treat him well." Nie Feilu pointed to a subordinate next to him and said.

The subordinate obeyed the order, left for a while, and came back soon.

"Young Master, Qin Cheng is not in the mansion. Some people say he went to the hall of the third elder."

"I thought it was a tough guy, but I offended me, so I ran to the third elder to seek shelter?" Nie Feilu sneered.


Chapter completed!