Chapter 292： The monstrous hatred, kneel and leave! (1/2)
”I die a hundred times, and my account with you will be written off.”
Mo Wentian said to him.
Jiang Qing's face turned pale.
Even to die a hundred times.
OMG! ! !
Now he doesn't want to die again.
This kind of torture really made him not want to experience it a second time.
But he knew he had no bargaining power at all.
In the end, if I die a hundred times, I will be able to leave alive.
He gritted his teeth.
”Thank you, Young Master Mo, for being so merciful to spare the old slave's life!”
Jiang Qing kowtowed again, and on the surface was even more grateful to Mo Wentian.
Next, the death road of Jiang Qing's one hundred painful tortures began.
A hundred deaths was too slow for him.
tortured him again and again.
But in the end he persevered.
Finally, his hundred deaths are over.
The whole person collapsed to the ground like a pool of mud, panting.
At this time, Chen Changan walked over with his little tail in his arms.
Behind him was Zhu Bajie, who was holding a nine-toothed rake.
Zhu Bajie's eyes are not squinting, he is fierce and powerful, and his appearance is ugly, but it makes people feel that he is extraordinary.
”master.”
”senior.”
Chen Changan nodded, then looked at Mo Wentian, he asked.
”Looks like you've made up your mind.”
Mo Wentian respectfully responded.
”Yes, Master.”
”Is it because of your childhood sweetheart Jiang Ruhua's face to let him go?”
Mo Wentian shook his head.
”Not such a master.”
Mo Wentian gave Jiang Qing a cold look, and then responded firmly to Chen Changan.
”Jiang Qing is powerful, and he is high in the Immortal Realm, and today he can be so embarrassed, all because of the master's shot.”
”I hope that one day, I will be able to set foot on the Celestial Realm and defeat him with my own strength, and kill him!”
”Although there is the help of the master, it is impossible for the disciple to rely on the master for the rest of his life.”
”Very good, ambitious, worthy of being the apprentice of this seat.”
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Chen Changan nodded in approval.
Then, Chen Changan also looked at Jiang Qing, his eyes indifferent.
”Your luck is very good. Since Mo Wentian intends to let you die for the time being, then leave this life in your own hands for the time being. Get out.”
Jiang Qing was in tears and was very grateful.
He kept kowtowing with great force, smashing his head, and blood was flowing.
”Thank you Lord for letting the old slave die, and Master Mo for showing mercy.”
Then he turned and fled.
In fact, in Jiang Qing's heart, no one noticed.
His heart is full of hatred!