Emperor Tianwu

"Okay, someone, put Xiao Qing down and let Yun Chen go up."

Gao Mingkuan immediately ordered.

At that moment, a monk came forward and wanted to put Xiao Qing down from the column, but Xiao Qing was unwilling and said loudly: "No, Master, I don't want you to care, I don't want you to bear this, this kind of pain for me..." "

"Xiao Qing, Xiao Qing is just a maid."

"It's not worth it, Master."

Yun Chen raised his head, looked at Xiao Qing's very painful face, and said in a harsh voice: "Girl, you have paid enough for the young master. Without you, the young master's life would have been lost long ago. Maybe in the eyes of others, Come on, you are just a little maid of my Yun family, but in my heart, Yun Chen, you are my dearest and dearest person. "

"If I can exchange the young master's life for one of yours, the young master will be obliged to do so."

As he said that, Yun Chen suddenly shouted angrily at the two monks who were already floating next to Xiao Qing: "What are you doing standing still? Didn't you hear what your sect leader said? Put Xiao Qing down, and I will take the punishment for her."

This time, the two men put Xiao Qing down without any further hesitation and pulled out the soul-locking nail from the opponent's body.

The soul-locking nail is a very sinister magic weapon. Once this kind of thing is inserted into the human body, it will lock the monk's soul all the time, causing the monk's soul to endure extreme pain all the time, as if it is being tortured by thousands of people. It's like being cut into pieces with a knife.

"Young Master..." Xiao Qing just stopped and wanted to say something, but his head turned to the side and he passed out.

Seeing this, Yun Chen became even more jealous and looked at Gao Mingkuan with extremely fierce eyes.

Gao Mingkuan waved his hand directly, and the two monks immediately stepped forward, lifted up Yun Chen one on the left and the other on the right, and brought Yun Chen into the air. Then the soul-locking nail was inserted directly into Yun Chen's eyebrows.

The extreme pain came, causing Yun Chen to let out a shrill scream.

The pain that felt like his soul was being torn apart made him wish he could die immediately.

"Tsk..." Another soul-locking nail fell on his body, and even more heartbreaking pain came, making Yun Chen wish he could pass out, but his consciousness was still very clear.

Not only that, flames began to appear on the column, burning his body.

The extreme pain from the inside out made Yun Chen finally realize how painful Xiao Qing was before.

"How about it, doesn't this feel good? Yun Chen, think about it clearly. If you want to be punished in place of that little girl, you have to endure this extreme pain for ninety-nine and eighty-one days!"

"If you don't want to bear it anymore, tell me immediately and I will let Xiaoqing replace you again."

Gao Mingkuan turned around and his eyes fell on Yun Chen, with a playful smile on his face.

"Nine-nine-eighty-one days!"

Yun Chen's heart trembled violently.

He didn't want to bear this feeling of living like a year, let alone eighty-one days, even one second longer.

However, when his eyes fell on Xiao Qing, a look of determination appeared in his eyes.

Even if it means death, he doesn't want Xiaoqing to suffer such pain that life is worse than death.

"Girl, it was you who protected me before. This time, let me protect you!"

Yun Chen smiled reluctantly, but his face looked very distorted.

What he didn't know was that in the outside world, Immortal Emperor Yuehua had already burst into tears.

"Yuehua, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Immortal Emperor Yuehua shed tears, Lai Hongmei immediately panicked and asked quickly.

Hearing this, Yuehua came back to her senses, shook her head and said, "No, it's okay, I just thought of something suddenly."

At the same time, he silently added in his heart, Yun Chen, you must hold on!

As long as you can hold on, I, Yuehua, will never marry except you in this life.

Lai Hongmei felt a little baffled, but she didn't ask any more questions.

Immortal Emperor Yuehua's consciousness fell into Linglong Tower again.

Linglong Tower is her magic weapon, and she naturally knows everything that happens inside.

Five days have passed in Linglong Tower.

In the past five days, Gao Mingkuan would visit Yun Chen from time to time and ask him if he wanted to come down, but he never got an answer.

Time passes day by day.

Yun Chen was suffering pain that was worse than death every moment, but he never thought about giving up.

He didn't want Xiaoqing to bear this unbearable pain.

Finally, ninety-nine and eighty-one days passed.

On this day, Gao Mingkuan came to the column again.

He looked at Yun Chen, the teasing color in his eyes became more intense, and said: "Yun Chen, are you willing to use your life in exchange for Xiao Qing's chance of survival?"

"What do you mean?" Hearing this, Yun Chen asked hoarsely. The extreme pain made his face look a little distorted.

"Your little niece's life is already hanging by a thread. If you want to save her, there is only one way to save her, and that is to donate your soul and blood to refine the Resurrection Pill."

"But this only has a glimmer of hope."

"No one can guarantee that she will be able to recover after refining the Resurrection Pill."

"Yunchen, what do you think? Do you want to think about it?"

Gao Mingkuan laughed, but when his smile fell in Yun Chen's eyes, it looked so hateful.