Qin Ming bowed his head, his voice was weak and hoarse: "Lord Ye, we really have nothing to talk about. I Qin Ming is not a good man, but I am not a villain. It was an accident for me to mess with the martial arts era. I have a clear conscience. It is not that I want to be crazy, it is the world that drives me crazy, not that I want to do evil, but that the royal family is used to respecting me and regards me as a rebel."


    "Give me back my sister and I''ll try to send you out." Ye Qingcheng looked at Qin Ming with a little complexity in his cold eyes.


    "You may not understand, but I will do my best to send her home." Qin Ming whispered, bearing the severe pain brought by Zhan halberd and iron mountain.


    "Qin Ming! Are you dreaming? Or are you stupid! You can''t escape at all. Is the supreme emperor of the Empire the peak of Huangwu or the profound meaning of cultivating the great Fengshen? The eight winged Tianlong is an ancient giant beast that once competed with the five clawed Golden Dragon for the master of all refinement. The White Emperor and the Titan war emperor are both emperors close to the peak. The eight Huangwu cooperate with the imperial array, not to mention a black dragon and a sea emperor, even if there are more, Don''t even try to save you! If there are other accidents, the guardian in the palace can definitely kill you at the first time!


    As long as you can return your sister to the Ye family, I can persuade the family and try to send you away. I''m not lying to you. The Ye family really has a way! "


    "Thanks for your kindness, I can leave in my own way."


    "Why are you still stubborn! No one outside can save you, and you don''t have much time! The eight emperors will meet again soon, and then they will be able to discuss how to divide up your agreement. Then they will torture you and destroy you by various means, so that your life is better than your death. Then... They won''t look at you as a person at all! I repeat, he said Our means are more and more cruel than you think. Some can''t be resisted by will. "


    Qin Ming raised his eyes and smiled: "Lord Ye, thank you..."


    "I don''t want your thanks. I want my sister. I want... Qin Ming. Don''t be stubborn. You will really die. You will die miserably."


    Qin Ming shook his head slowly and closed his eyes: "a month ago, I looked at the way of heaven in the front line of heaven. Since then, I have been ready. Thousands of cuts, mountains and seas of fire, life and death... I... All followed..."


    Ye Qingcheng doesn''t understand what Qin Ming is talking about, let alone his confidence, but... He said everything he should say. "I put the opportunity in front of you. Don''t you really want it?"


    "Lord Ye, it''s time!" the iron gate suddenly opened, and Yang Lian couldn''t wait.


    Qin Ming closed his eyes. He was reluctant to deal with Ye Qingcheng. Other things... He didn''t even have interest in talking.


    Ye Qingcheng stood in front of Qin Ming for a long time, and his cold eyes flashed again: "if... You didn''t come to the city of heaven in that capacity, we might not meet again in this way. Qin Ming, get ready, the eight emperors will torture and humiliate you before you die."


    "Lord Ye, it''s my turn, please?" Yang Lian couldn''t wait to ask Ye Qingcheng out.


    "A piece of advice, don''t provoke him." Ye Qingcheng reminded Yang Lian. He wanted to take a final look at Qin life, but he still held back.


    "Hehe, Qin Ming, meet you again." Yang Lian turned around the iron mountain for several times, and suddenly took a knife and split at the iron mountain. There was a loud buzzing sound. The iron mountain burst into fierce black sand, which roared on Qin Ming in an instant.


    Qin Ming''s body suddenly stiffened, and ferocious black lines appeared all over his bones, skin and flesh. It was the black sand oppressor. He felt as if he had been torn off his scalp and poured a bucket of hot molten iron from his head, and his soul was wailing. Qin Ming bit his teeth, but there was golden blood between his teeth. He strained his body, but his body trembled uncontrollably.


    "Does it hurt? Just shout it out!" Yang Lian took a big knife and lit it on Qin Ming''s face. He hooked his mouth to draw a wound for him. As a result... He scratched, but he didn''t cut it. He coughed a few times to hide his embarrassment. Suddenly, he burst into a rage and hit Qin Ming''s neck with a heavy big knife.


    The clang broke and the broadsword broke.


    Qin Ming closed his eyes and his whole body was tight, bearing the great pain brought by the iron mountain.


    "The skin and flesh are hard enough! No wonder the energy of the four emperors can''t blow you up!" Yang Lian took the broken knife and fell on the iron mountain, with a cold tone: "I don''t have the patience of others. Tell me where the fairy king and Zhan Zhou hide? You can think slowly, but... I knock the iron mountain every ten seconds. I think your skin and flesh are hard enough or the iron mountain is hard."


    "Yang Lian..." Qin Ming''s voice was subtle and trembled with some pain.


    "Have you figured it out?"


    "Dare you stand in front of me?"


    "What trick?"


    "Fairy empire... A group of cowards..."


    "What are you talking about!"


    "I''m trapped here. I don''t even have the courage to face me. Am I... So terrible?"


    "Don''t try to play tricks! Where is the fairy king and the armor?" Yang Lian fiercely cleaved on the iron mountain, stirred up strong black sand again, and broke into Qin Ming''s body one after another.


    Qin Ming''s whole body was tight and trembled in pain. Although he forced himself to bear it, he still rolled out of his throat uncontrollably.


    "Say! Where is the fairy king and the armor?" Yang Lian raised the broken knife and shouted.


    "In..."


    "Where is it?"


    "In my..."


    "Say! Where is it?" Yang Lian hurried to Qin Ming.


    "In my heart..."


    "What? Make it clear, or I..."


    Qin Ming suddenly opened his eyes. Although Jin Tong was dim, he suddenly burst into a terrible power. The sound of bang broke Yang Lian''s head on the spot. The huge impact took his headless body and flew out directly.


    The iron prison rioted again, and a large number of runes rushed into the power of terror, and the storm roared towards Qin Ming.


    People waiting outside rushed in immediately. The Royal strongmen quickly controlled their energy, but they were stunned when they fixed their eyes. Yang Lian is dead?


    They all looked up at Qin Ming and felt a chill in their hearts. Aren''t they half dead? Doesn''t it mean that the psychic power is gone and the soul is weak? Doesn''t that mean the body can''t move? And kill!


    The Royal strongman immediately ordered: "all go back, no one is allowed to talk to Qin Ming!"


    A royal old man said in a deep voice, "go and ask the Ye family, and then ask Fan Yang how Qin Ming hurt him!"


    Ye Qingcheng had not gone far before he heard the news that Qin ordered Yang Lian to be killed!


    Just for the Royal inquiry, she had only one sentence: "no comment."


    Fanyang''s news was also very vague. He just said that Qin Ming suddenly burst into a large bright light, illuminating the whole iron prison. He was unprepared and didn''t see what was going on.


    The royal family can only increase the seal and reinforce Qin life up and down, inside and outside.


    Five watch! It''s the fifth watch again! Tomorrow will be five o''clock! Stand on the last post years ago! ha-ha!