Chapter 728 (2/2)
“People, I am here!” Han Feng said, although the voice is dull, but it reveals a cold and ruthless color. “If you disagree, then both of them will be exhausted because of your stubbornness and selfishness.” Torture, eventually tragic!”
“So, I will give you a quarter of an hour to think about it and answer my words!”
“I agree or disagree!”
“Mr. Han, please, please, please let go of Qinger, she, she has nothing to do with this, nothing to do!” Looking at the young girl who was shaking, the whole person of the virtual cloud suddenly wanted to collapse. The trend, then he madly rushed to Han Feng’s head, and the mouth was constantly yelled.
“Mr. Han, my younger brother, he, he is not allowed to stimulate, ask, let you let go, let him go, and as long as you, you can let him go, you let me do what I want!” The saintess is also mad at Han Feng, and tears can’t stop flowing, and the mouth keeps pleading.
However, Han Feng closed his eyes and did not look at the two sons, Yun Yun Shengzi and Jian Xue saintess, sitting there and closing their eyes.
“Virtual cloud, the life of Qinger is in your hands!” Yan Qin said again at this time, the voice said very coldly, “As long as you agree with this matter, then your Qinger girl will return home well, safe and sound.” Tomorrow, you will also have a wedding with your Qinger girl as scheduled!”
“But if you disagree, then I promise that she will suffer from what you can’t imagine.”
“Sword Snow, your younger brother is the same. When your sisters and brothers were killed by me, now, if you don’t agree, then I will take back the life of your younger brother!”
“Of course, before your younger brother dies, I will also guarantee that he will suffer tremendous pain and die!”
“So, now both of you told me, agree or disagree?”
Yan Qin’s Senran discourse is like Mount Tai. The death and death are on the heart of the two sons of the vain son and the sword snow saintess, and the two men’s chests are fluctuating and rushing.
“I, I!” Both the cloud son and the sword snow saintess are once again exposing the intense struggle and painful color. The mouth is open-mouthed and wants to say something, but after all, nothing is said.
“Come on!” Seeing the vain son and the sword snow saintess, the two are still like this, and Yan Qin suddenly laughs and screams coldly.
The voice fell, two ragged clothes, and the stinky beggar was caught by several soldiers.
“Virtual cloud, if you don’t agree, then I will let this beggar enjoy your sunny day in public!” Yan Qin pointed to the beggar on the left, ruthlessly said.
“Sword Snow, if you don’t agree, I will let this beggar cut off the palm of your younger brother in public, and then swallow it down!” Yan Qin pointed to the beggar on the right, ruthlessly said.
“Now, the last time I asked you two, agree? Or do you disagree?”
Looking at the young girl and the sick teenager, the body of the cloud and the saintess are all trembling, and the desperation and collapse of the eyes are thicker and stronger.
“Very good, go!” Seeing this situation, Yan Qin nodded, then shouted coldly against the two beggars.
“hehe!”
When I heard Yanqin, the two beggars suddenly became bright, and the beggar on the left had a strong desire and hope, and the beggar on the right had an abnormal madness on the face, and the two were like The wolf is generally, and they are rushing toward the young girl and the sick teenager.
And finally!
“Stop, I, agree!” The vain son couldn’t stand it anymore, and the whole person collapsed completely. Suddenly, he screamed and screamed.
“Don’t agree!” Sword Snow saintess is also crashing, screaming in the mouth.
“Very good!” Han Feng in front of him finally opened his eyes, then he looked at the cloud son and the sword snow saintess, and they nodded with satisfaction, and at the same time, they gave the two slaps a slap. The film was shot dead on the ground.
then!
“Yan elder, this matter will be handed over to you!” Han Feng got up and walked directly from the cloud son and the sword snow saintess, and then did not return indifferently said.
Other water clouds, Holy Land elder, also got up and left with Han Feng.
“Yes, Mr. Han!” Yan Qin squatted and hurried forward to the door of the lobby, respectfully speaking to Han Feng and all other water clouds, Holy Land elder.
And in place!
“I’m sorry, Mo Xiao!” Both the Yunyun Son and the Jianxue saintess are crouching there, their heads are deep and low, wu wu’s crying, said with a low voice.
Night, cold, and bone!