He pointed to the fragments of the gift box that had locked the border and told him: "It originated from the creation of the family ancestor [Steping the Demon Armor], which is a self-improvement. I invented a new way of playing, and reversed this technique, and in turn it was for the demons, and it became a very useful cage - it can follow you, from the body to the soul... If I don't die, I will be with you for the rest of my life."

"Actually, the most difficult thing is how to hang it up for you. But as the core of the Sanfen Xiangqi Building, how dare you still be so careless after Chen Suan's death and accept my gift?"

"Your soul is now imprisoned, and you are imprisoned in a demon cage."

"It's easy to get out." He smiled gently: "I've told you the method."

He said with concern again: "But now your body has been destroyed, your soul has gradually faded without roots, and it will only become weaker and weaker... How about it? Do you have to fight again in the end? You may not even have the chance to fight to the death and burn together."

From the Heavenly Palace to the Underworld, it is just a date.

Only the soul of Jilei was left in Bian Qing. She was hanging in the air, with a sad expression and a tragic expression, but a little more gorgeous.

"Actually, I can't understand your hatred for me." She said: "Yes, I am indeed from Sanfen Xiangqilou. But I have never hurt you."

"It's not too late." Zhongshan Weisun corrected.

Bian Qian continued: "I don't know Chen Suan's death, and I didn't kill Long Boji either."

She looked at Zhongshan Weisun: "The person who killed Long Boji was Meiyue, the first in Xinxiang in the past, and the seventh in Tianxiang in the present - do you want to know about her?"

Zhongshan Weisun stroking his hands and praised: "I like you don't give up like this, I like you to find life for yourself. I like how you work hard-"

He raised his eyes: "You might as well tell me about the news about Meiyue. By the way, tell me how Chen Suan died."

"How do you keep my safety?" asked Bian Qian.

"It seems that you have not recognized your situation." Zhongshan Weisun reached out and grabbed the neck of the Pure Land Spirit, and pushed her downwards-

In an instant, dark clouds swallowed the moon, bright light was dark. Just a night owl, but it was different here.

The sky is dark red, with a bloody moon hidden behind the tulle clouds and mist.

In the land where the weeds spread, an ancient cross stake with beheads was erected. It was made of wood but not woody, and it was all dark brown blood.

Bian Gong opened his hands wide and was tied up here.

“Is this your jail?”

"According to the information, this is a magical power specifically targeting the soul and the soul. It can bring endless torture and endless pain-"

She looked at the still graceful and elegant Sun of Zhongshan with a expressionless face: "Mr. Zhongshan. I'm curious how you want to become Sang Xianshou."

"The master's punishment is not me." Zhongshan Weisun looked at her calmly: "Do you know Yan Xiao?"

Bian Qian said: "As soon as Yan Xiao sings, he will eat a hundred poems. He is born from the extreme evil and becomes the extreme evil. In the past, there was one in the gates of hell, and somehow unified the chaotic wisdom. Later, he was converted by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and entered the underworld, becoming the king of Yama, Biancheng, and I heard that Zhenhe Zhenjun had a close relationship—"

"Enough!" Zhongshan Weisun interrupted her retaliation: "Three-Fen Xiangqi Tower is indeed a place with rich intelligence. I believe you can definitely give me a detailed answer to Chen Suanzhi's death."

Bian Qian said in a faint voice: "With King Biancheng, there is no second Yan Xiao who can grow up, and it will only become His food."

Zhongshan Weisun wiped out her malice teasing, without commenting: "He is from the Senhaiyuan Realm, I am only from the present world."

Bian Qian mocked him a little: "You are not evil enough."

Zhongshan Weisun just said: "I acted rashly at the beginning, which affected my grandfather's path in advance, and the road to transcendence was forever."

"I feel that I don't have the face to meet people, so I locked myself here, tried its means, and tempered my soul."

"I haven't made myself very strong, but I have a real understanding of [Prison]."

"The soul that collapsed in the [Prison] from now on can be used as my nourishment."

"I have already practiced many death row prisoners..."

A tailless blood swallow flew from the blood moon and fell on his shoulders.

He just looked at Bian Qian: "The soul has not collapsed here yet."

Zhongshan Weisun may not be evil enough, but he can be so cruel to himself and will not be ruthless to others. This is telling Bian Qian that there is no need to have any fantasy and that he should use any means as soon as possible. For example, some secret methods of burning souls, such as those ministers under her skirts who she had hooked up with, such as asking for help from other Tianxiang beauties.

How can we be worthy of this painstaking encirclement without sufficient reinforcements?

Bian Qian looked at the bloody Yan Xiao... When the monster fell, she was already in a splitting headache!

The three souls that had already faded were spreading wildly like autumn grass. It seemed that there were millions of blood ants gnawing on her heart, making her soul shatter.

And she was nailed there, unable to even struggle and twist to relieve the pain.

She trembled, still clearly stated: "I may not be able to bear the torture. But before my will collapse, I will definitely kill the information I know and destroy the relevant memories."

The woman smiled miserably: "Even if you pull out my memory and dry it, you will definitely not see what you want."

When she reaches her level, it only takes one thought to destroy her memory, and no one can stop it.

"It's okay." Zhongshan Weisun said: "I'm always patient with you. You may have a different answer after a while."

The blood owl spread its wings on his shoulders and rushed directly to the border.

Bian Qian was in pain but calm, looking at Zhongshan Weisun's eyes calmly.

The bright colors of this colorful clothes on the body of the Pure Land Soul faded away little by little...

The high sky of this [Prison], the blood moon hidden behind the tulle-like clouds, suddenly turned into color!
Chapter completed!