Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Nie Jiuque stood in the long wind with his hand in his hand, and his black robe that was about to blend with the night was blown up.

The long, narrow and dark eyes under the mask were watching Zuo Yan, who was tortured by the blood gu, rolling on the ground coldly.

After several days of training, Nie Jiuque, who had recovered a little, came to Zuo Yan to settle accounts.

If it hadn't been for this incident that caused Wen Xiaoai's loss so much, Nie Jiuque wouldn't be so anxious to come to Zuo Yan to settle accounts.

No matter how Zuo Yan begs for mercy, Nie Jiuque just didn't stop.

The harm that Zuo Yan's fault caused to Wen Xiaoai, he can't be overstated even if he died eight hundred times.

"... Lord, Lord, be forgiving, Zuo Yan knew that he was wrong, he really knew that he was wrong, ah..."

Facing Zuo Yan's begging for mercy, Nie Jiuque remained indifferent, and when he tortured him to despair, Nie Jiuque asked, "How did you discover Gu Sheng's identity?"

"Ah..." Zuo Yan didn't know if he was so stiff and refused to say, or he couldn't tell because of the pain, he kept shouting and rolling, but he just didn't say it.

"Zuo Yan, don't say that the deity never gave you a chance, this is your own death."

"...Zuo Yan doesn't know what the Lord is talking about. I, I just helped that human inadvertently more than two years ago. I just wanted to use him to practice the forbidden technique. I had no other ideas, ah..."

"Are you really stupid?!"

He dared to use such a crappy reason as a prevarication, Zuo Yan really became more and more presumptuous, and he was less and less of his attention.

Nie Jiuque was angry, and his desire to kill Zuo Yan became stronger and stronger.

"Zuo Yan is telling the truth. If the Lord doesn't believe me, just kill me!"

"You really don't dare to kill you?!" Nie Jiuque gritted his teeth, his chest rising and falling with anger.

Zuo Yan was tortured for a while, and finally had to let go of his dignity and begged Nie Jiuque for mercy like a dog.

To be honest, Zuo Yan's begging for mercy made Nie Jiuque step down, because he could not kill him yet.

Now half of the Demon Realm has been taken into the bag by Zuo Yan. For nearly a thousand years, Zuo Yan has also been in charge of the Demon Realm. In the eyes of other worlds, even in the eyes of the Demon People, Zuo Yan has already been regarded as a Demon Realm by everyone. The new Demon Lord.

In a word, before he returned to the Demon Realm, the Demon Realm could not do without Zuo Yan.

Of course, his Nie Jiuque has a bad temper, and sometimes he doesn't care about the consequences, so Zuo Yan really didn't beg for mercy in the end, and if he stalked him, he would really use the blood gu to torture Zuo Yan alive.

What Nie Jiuque didn't know was that there was another person who was tortured by this blood gu with Zuo Yan this time.

Cat Demon Race——

In the Qingxuan Hall, several elders from the Cat Demon Race are working together to help Ye Qi who was tortured by the blood gu.

"what……"

Even with the help of a few elders, Ye Qi still couldn't bear the pain this very person could bear.

No matter how raging fire burns the heart, what kind of meridians are broken, the pain of Ling Chi is far less torturing than this blood gu.

Those pains can still be tolerated, but this blood gu makes people only have the desire for death and liberation.

A painful and unbearable low roar came from Ye Qi's throat. The white shirt on his body was soaked in cold sweat, and his pale face was even more pale now.

Ye Qi clenched his hands, gritted his teeth and carried it.

How long Zuo Yan was tortured, and Ye Qi followed.

At the moment Nie Jiuque stopped his hand, Ye Qi, who was tortured to a blur of consciousness, collapsed to the ground weakly.