Are you going to die? Or are you actually calling yourself a fool?"

"..." Meng Jingzhe's face was expressionless, and his eyes became colder: "I'll say it for the last time, let him go, otherwise..."

Crack!!

Yun Che grabbed Meng Jianzhou's neck and stabbed his throat with five fingers, causing large splashes of blood and Meng Jianzhou's hoarse scream like a dying drake.

"You!!" Meng Jingzhe took a step forward, his eyes cracked. Yun Che slowly lowered his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Otherwise, what? Kill me? Okay, although this Meng Jingzhe is just a stupid and smelly thing

He's a piece of trash, but he's the son of a god, so it's not too bad for him to be buried with him.

."

Meng Jingzhe's facial features twitched slightly, and the profound energy surged between her fingers, but she didn't dare to really release even half of it. "Come on, you should take action." Yun Che was provoking the other party wantonly, and even stimulated the other party without any scruples: "You guys

Isn’t the Dream Weaver Kingdom the best at soul power? You don’t want to see if my soul is still strong after being attacked.

How can I use my consciousness to break the heart of this god’s son?”

At this moment, Meng Jingzhe suddenly felt a chill running through his body. He was shocked to find that his demi-divine aura, demi-divine soul pressure, and even the words "Dreamweaver Kingdom" were completely useless to the person in front of him.

This is a madman with strange powers and a strange soul, who is completely unafraid of death, regardless of the consequences, and leaves no room for mercy!

"Don't...don't...don't move...don't take action..."

Meng Jianzhou, whose throat was pierced, tried his best to make a hoarse voice. He thought of something at this moment and roared desperately: "You... let me go... I am the son of the Lord Wu Meng..."

"My soul has the soul seal left by my father... If I die... everything I see and hear ten breaths before my death... will be transmitted to my father... Even the sea of ​​fog...

There's nothing I can do to stop it..." "That's the best!" Meng Jianzhou's words were clearly threats, but they made Yun Che's eyes sparkle with excitement. He looked at Meng Jingzhe and said with a smile: "Such this

Come, Lord Wu Meng will know that his son

Under your close protection, he died tragically at the hands of a little god-lord who didn’t even have any background.”

He slowly grinned: "What a feat it is to help Lord Wumeng get rid of the most useless son. How will Lord Wumeng reward you then? It's really very curious."
Chapter completed!