"But he can't die." Fengyin's pretty face was slightly darker, "If he dies, I can't explain to the Holy Lord."

"Master, please calm down." The man laughed again, and with his big yellow teeth, he looked extremely vulgar, like a strange uncle who used a sugar man to abduct a little girl, but there was no deep look. "Although deep feelings cannot be erased, it is because of this that it is easier for us to use. What you need to subdue him is patience."

His eyes rolled, "Isn't Yin Xuansu here? With his temperament, he will definitely do something. The master may wait and see. Before that, he can use Baoyu Palace to slowly wipe out his will."

Fengyin then said satisfied: "Okay, from now on, you will be responsible for staring at Yin Xuansu and report to me at any time."

The man responded with a smile, his figure flashed and disappeared immediately.

"His name is Chen Cang." Feng Yin smiled charmingly, Yingying returned to Sun Shiyu, "He is a subordinate of others, so he is obedient. He is very lustful and wants to take advantage of others all the time."

"You look like this and wear so little clothes, you will even be imaginative if you are a man." Sun Shiyu said.

"What about you, people also allow you to think about it." Feng Yin said happily.

Sun Shiyu shook his head: "He is loyal to his desires, so he shows it nakedly. And I know your harm to me. Even if you are moved, you will stop your feelings and thoughts. How can you indulge in the raging of desires?"

"Oh, he will be very happy when he hears it." Feng Yin said with a smile, "Chen Cang always regrets that no one understands him. You must have a lot to say."

"He has a long and pointed face, small and round eyes, and a typical mouse head." Sun Shiyu said coldly, "If such a person is loyal to his desires, he is a slave to desires. He can do anything, and I have nothing to say to him!"

Although he was trapped in the tiger's den, his nobleness and arrogance in his bones would still be revealed involuntarily. Especially now, he has proved his value of use, at least his life and Gong Yanliang will be temporarily saved. Next, he will naturally find a way to send Gong Yanliang away.

But this look made Fengyin like her more and more. Her beautiful eyes were as silk as silk: "Do you remember someone said that there will be a reward when you come back tonight?"

"I don't need it." Sun Shiyu said lightly, "When will you let my elder brother go?"

"When you are completely obsessed with others." Fengyin pouted, "What if your elder brother leaves and you regret not serving others?"

"I can make a swearing in my heart," said Sun Shiyu.

"No, no, you humans are so cunning." Feng Yin shook his head and said delicately, "I won't believe you unless you come to my Baoyu Palace..."

"Are you serious?" Sun Shiyu was shocked.

"As long as you can withstand the temptation of the Seven-Day Baoyu Palace and not be moved, they will promise you to let Gong Yan Liang go." Feng Yin said with a giggle.

"Okay, let's start!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Shiyu's eyes blurred and he came to an exquisite palace. He sat high above the throne, with the ministers kneeling deep under him. Only the two leaders raised their heads slightly to see their faces clearly.

What shocked him was that the two people were actually Mr. Weiyan and Lord of the Sunset City. These two great masters who were usually tall and arrogant were kneeling in front of him, with awe on their faces on their hearts.

"Senior, get up quickly." The evil spirit in his body was sealed by the old man Weiyan. He saved most of the lives of the Jiugong Mountain Green Forest. Seeing him kneeling in front of him, even if he knew it might be an illusion, how could he remain indifferent?

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Old Man Weiyan showed a flattering smile on his face.

Sun Shiyu suddenly woke up. Old Man Weiyan would never smile like this, and his eyes couldn't help but feel cold: "You are not Old Man Weiyan, who are you?"

The face of the old man Weiyan slowly changed and he became an old man he didn't know, and said with a smile: "Wei Chen Yi Tianxing. In the real world, I am afraid that no one can remember the name of Wei Chen, but Wei Chen was once the leader of the Blood Killing Sect."

"Blood Killing Sect?" Sun Shiyu was shocked again. He could feel the very pure aura of the grandmaster emitted from the old man, which was definitely not a disguise. If this was an illusion, then the Jiao Prison Realm would have changed countless celebrities and sneaked into various clans. It would take less than a hundred years for the entire True Realm to become the world of the Jiao Prison Realm.

"Where is this place, why am I here?" Sun Shiyu gradually calmed down.

"I heard from Your Majesty that this is the Baoyu Palace, which will be transformed into reality in combination with the most original desires in your heart, allowing you to experience the wonder of bliss." The old man smiled and said, "You are the master of this world, and the whole world will surrender to your feet."

"The whole world." Sun Shiyu showed a sarcastic sneer, "Just because of you guys who are not even Chunyang, you want to make the world surrender?"

"Your Majesty doesn't know anything." The face of the Lord of the Sunset City also gradually changed and became another unrecognized old man. "This world was created by the master. Everything can be truly manifested as long as it has existed. The palace here is called Shangxiao Palace, which is owned by Emperor Shangxiao Ziji for dozens of kalpas."

"The master in your mouth is Fengyin?" asked Sun Shiyu.

“That’s right.”

Sun Shiyu narrowed his eyes slightly. There were at least hundreds of ministers in this high school. The strongest one was the grandmaster, and the weakest one was the real person of Changsheng. If they appeared together in the real world, any clan without Pure Yang would be destroyed in an instant.

If this was an illusion, Fengyin really told him that her existence was true. In other words, she didn't care about being known to herself, and her existence seemed to be supreme.

However, he did not believe in the so-called "as long as it has existed, it can be truly manifested." If so, wouldn't it be more shaking to the mind directly by directly transforming two pure yang powerful people kneeling on the ground?

There must be some limitation!

Sun Shiyu was confident and said, "If you want to make me believe that you are real, there is a way. I have been plagued by evil diseases for more than 20 years. If you can cure my evil diseases, I will believe that you really exist."

"Your Majesty, wait." Yi Tianxing, who claimed to be the leader of the Blood Killing Sect, selected one of his ministers, and the man immediately walked up.

"Your Majesty's soul refining banner evil spirits must be eliminated." He pointed to the human being who walked out, "This person was a saint of medical skills several kalpas, and he practiced the method of "Haoqi forever", which is similar to Jianzhai's "Haoran Du Mie". However, eliminating evil is the skill of ink painting, so you must be patient."

"It's okay." Sun Shiyu said lightly.

The man walked to the throne and bowed deeply again: "Your Majesty, you have offended me."

A clear light with a strong texture emerged from him and then rushed into Sun Shiyu's body.

Sun Shiyu's face suddenly became ferocious, and the heart-wrenching pain almost made him scream in pain.

"Is it... really useful?" After more than twenty years, he had already been desperate, but he did not expect that there would be dawn now.
Chapter completed!