Son-in-law Dan Zun

"exist!"

Behind Yan Sen, many strong men responded in unison, with a glow of excitement on their faces, eager to try.

Since Yan Sen enjoyed the pleasure of torturing people very much, they were all thinking of ways to torture the Mo Yao people in different ways.

As long as the tricks can be ingenious and make Yan Sen feel happy, they can get a good reward.

"Who wants to be the first to torture him?" Yan Sen laughed.

The stronger the strength, the more tortured, naturally, the more vigorous, a Mo You, enough to withstand the waste.

"I come!"

A thief-eyed youth walked out.

His name is Hao Jian, and he always regards Yan Sen as his head, which makes many people in Tian Luoyu hate him.

But apart from hate in the bottom of my heart, what can't it be?

Not to mention that Hao Jian has the young palace master Yan Sen as his backer, his own talent is also very outstanding, and his cultivation is not weak.

In some respects, Hao Jian can even be called excellent.

It's just that his superiority and intelligence are all used to do a lot of evil, and he will do everything to win Yan Sen's favor.

"good!"

Yan Sen laughed and nodded.

He is naturally aware of Hao Jian's abilities.

Soon, behind him, someone moved a chair and asked Yan Sen to sit down lazily, staring at Mo You playfully.

"You kill a beast with a thousand swords, I will bite a piece of meat on you even if I fight this life."

Mo You's eyes were scarlet, and his body was full of rage.

However, his figure had acted just now, and there was a palm print on the void blasting down.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise.

Mo You's figure was directly crushed on the ground.

A mouthful of blood was spit out, and as soon as he met his face, he was severely injured and his breath suddenly weakened.

"Start lightly, this young man hasn't started playing yet?" Yan Sen raised his head and glanced at the strong man who shot above the void.

As for Mo You's so-called desperate death, in his opinion, it was a joke.

A group of turtles in the urn, even the strongest Mo Shangxian shot, is not enough to see.

"Is this vomiting blood?" Hao Jian looked at Mo You playfully, walking towards him.

"Doggy, what is it to you?" Mo You yelled.

"Why is it okay? I feel distressed to see you bleed." Hao Jian smiled playfully.

Swiftly.

He suddenly shot, and slapped a woman beside Mo You with a palm.

"boom!"

The woman screamed, blood spit out from her mouth.

But the blood that was spit out did not directly splash on the ground. Instead, under Hao Jian's control, it turned into a **** parabola and flowed to Mo You's mouth.

The blood was floating in front of Mo You's mouth, looking at the closed teeth, Hao Jian's sick voice also sounded.

"Hey, open your mouth quickly to help you replenish blood."

"Get out!" Mo You didn't dare to open his mouth, yelling in his belly.

Upon seeing this, Yan Sen and many others in the Domain Lord's Mansion all showed interesting expressions on their faces.

Is it possible that Mo You wants not to open his mouth?

Hao Jian smiled and walked towards the severely injured woman, pressing his palm on her head, and asked with a faint smile: "Do you think he will choose to drink your blood or watch you die?"

The woman raised her head and looked directly at Hao Jian, with despair in her eyes, but more hatred, "You...you will definitely die."

"Hahaha...This sentence, many people have said, but unfortunately, it is you humiliated people who die."

"And I, have been alive and well."

Hao Jian laughed, his palms also slammed hard, directly grabbing the woman's head.

The blood splattered, and Hao Jian's face was splashed, but he couldn't help but feel no discomfort. Instead, he showed a look of enjoyment.

Sticking out his tongue and licking the still warm blood at the corner of his mouth, Hao Jian smiled and looked at Mo You and said, "Actually, it tastes pretty good. Why don't you try it?"

"And, if you just enjoy my love for you, she won't have to die because of you."

"In the end, you killed her."

Mo You's eyes were scarred and scary.

Among them, there is a lot of anger and hatred.

However, he was hit hard, except for passively waiting for the torture to come, he was completely powerless.

"Open your mouth."

"Replenish blood!"

"Or, do you want to change someone's blood?"

Hao Jian's clutches stretched out to an old woman again, laughing sickly, "I can give you three breaths time to think."

When the voice fell, Yan Sen and others all agreed and laughed and counted down.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

…………

Mo Youyin stared at Hao Jian fiercely, still choosing to gritted his teeth.

If he could still see hope, he would choose to bow his head and let Hao Jian tortured to save the lives of his tribe.

But this kind of moment, death, is not a torture for his people.

"boom!"

The old woman's head was squeezed again under Hao Jian's palm.

Blood splashed on Mo You's face, making his expression almost distorted with pain, but he still stared at Hao Jian with an almost provocative gaze.

"I want to see how hard your bones are." Hao Jian shouted angrily. He also moved the real fire, peeked his palm, and grabbed another person.

"Enough!" Yan Sen said suddenly, stopping Hao Jian.

Hao Jian was taken aback, and another person beside Yan Sen said, "According to your gameplay, before he completely collapses, everyone else will be killed by you."

Only then did Hao Jian react, and Mo You wanted to take the opportunity to give others a good time.

"Old stuff, it's pretty beautiful to think about." Hao Jian kicked Mo You, spitting bitterly.

After that, he retreated to Yan Sen's side obediently.

"Don't blame you, this guy, the bones are harder." Yan Sen smiled faintly, then got up and walked towards Mo You.

"It seems that you still have to go out in person."

laugh!

A cold white flame jumped out of Yan Sen's hand, and then shrouded towards Mo You.

"Sorrowful fire!"

The eyes of many experts in the domain master's mansion suddenly condensed, and immediately, the ridiculous sarcasm appeared in their eyes.

"Palace Young Master actually directly used sorrowful fire on that old thing."

"Even if his bones are hard, how long can he hold it?"

"In my opinion, he will kneel down and bow his head before ten breaths. No matter what the Young Palace Master asks, he will agree."

…………

The cold white flame flooded Mo You's figure, making it difficult for him to scream.

Seeing this scene, many people felt a sense of sorrow inexplicably.

However, Hao Jian and other doglegs seemed strange.

Sen Leng's sorrowful fire not only burned Mo You, but even more frightening was that it could affect his emotions and evoke the infinite sadness in his heart.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect.

Even some people succeeded in demonstrating the truth.

But in fact, it is difficult to be absolutely unfeeling, without any emotions.

And sorrowful fire, it can continuously amplify the emotions hidden deep in the heart, which makes the heart feel endless sadness, and it is difficult to control it.

"Ahhhhh..."

In Mo You's mouth, the scream became more and more sorrowful, turning into a moving roar.

"ten!"

"Nine!"

"Eight!"

…………

And Hao Jian and others laughed at the countdown to how long Mo You could last without breaking down.

Ten breaths passed quickly.

The meaning of grief in Mo You's body had to become almost substantive, making people a little unbearable to look directly.

But even so, he is still struggling to support.

Yan Sen was amazed by the fact that Mo You's determination was completely beyond his expectation.

However, this is interesting.

A deep scream of sorrow continued to be heard from Mo You's mouth, and the joyful expressions on Yan Sen and the others' faces became more intense.

"Does it feel good?"

"Do you think of a lot?"

"Have you ever thought of the two women who died of you earlier?"

Hao Jian and others laughed out of the way.

The other members of the Mo Yao clan couldn't bear to look straight, closed their eyes and pleaded: "Please, can you give us a pain?"

"Hahaha...I beg for help, is that so?" Yan Sen laughed, "Old stuff, how do you feel?"

"Screaming father, how about I give you a happy one?"

Mo You's eyes were red, and he was still in endless sadness, struggling to raise his eyes.

There was a painful roar.

"I am dead, and there is no grandson like you!"

"Do you want to be hard?" Yan Sen's face sank, and the white cold flame in his hand swept across the sky, completely submerging Mo You's figure.

"Dog stuff, then you just wait for your soul to collapse and die!"

"My son promises that the immortals will appear today, and they won't be able to save you."

Rumbling...

At this moment, an astonishing wind broke in the distance.

In an instant, countless people felt that there was a monstrous magic power that enveloped Jiuyou City.

"What's this?"

"What is the killing **** coming to Jiuyou City again?"

At this moment, countless people in Jiuyou City all showed fear.

They have been miserable enough.

As a result, there will be another big demon?