Chapter 483

When Murong Feng heard he Xi's words, he shook his head and said, "I don't know I don't know! I only know that the black Dharma protector sent me cold food flowers and pills to make cold food pills. I really don't know anything else! "

It's not that he won't say it, it's that he can't.

Murong peak knows the ruthlessness of the Dharma protector. If he divulges a secret that should not be divulged, then Murong Feng couldn't imagine the end of Murong family.

He Xi hears that the corner of his mouth has a beautiful arc, and his voice is more and more beautiful? So you don't know anything anymore? Since you don't know, what's the use of keeping you? "

Just after the voice fell, the purple vine Hula made a turn, and rolled Murong peak's head and neck. The tip of the vine mercilessly broke Murong peak's mouth.

He Xi's fingertips don't know when he has picked up a black pill. The slender and white fingertips flick gently, and the pill falls into Murong peak's mouth accurately.

Murong Feng desperately wants to struggle, but his hands are bound by the natural silk, and where can he earn the drag purple hell you Luo.

I just feel that a cold pill slides down my throat with a bitter, life-threatening smell.

Purple hell you Luo let go of him, Murong Feng stared at He Xi with fear and anger, just wanted to swear.

Suddenly, a deep pain came from all the bones of his body.

There seems to be a horrible "creak" sound in his ear, just like there are countless insects and ants entering his joints and gnawing at his bones.

"Ah ah ah --"

Murong Feng's painful face was completely twisted, and his whole body kept rolling and wailing on the ground.

The feeling that the whole body bones are nibbled off and the flesh and blood are slowly mixed with broken bones is too horrible and painful.

But the most bizarre thing is that obviously he is suffering so much, but from the appearance, there is no sign at all.

He kept hitting his joint bones, but apart from breaking them, he could not relieve half of the pain.

"Spare your life Spare your life I said Wuwuwu I said

Murong peak crawls at the foot of He River, begging painfully over and over again.

At this moment, He Xi's terror in his eyes is far more than the black Dharma protector.

Even now he thought, it's better to let Murong Liufeng just strangle him. Instead of suffering like this, it's better to die comfortably.

He Xi takes out the silver needle and taps it gently on Murong Feng's head. Murong Feng, who was still crying, immediately relieves the pain on his face and calms down slowly.

At this time, Murong Feng had tears and tears all over his face. His hands and feet were broken in many places. His face was a conspicuous scar drawn by Ziming Youluo. The whole person was in a mess. There was no other appearance of Murong family's acting patriarch.

His heart was full of fear and resentment, and he glared at the valley current.

It's all this evil son. If it wasn't for this evil son to collude with outsiders to calculate the Murong family, his Murong family would never fall into such a field.

However, when Murong Feng's eyes came into contact with He Xi's smiling eyes, he immediately shivered all over, and dared not hide any more.

It turns out that as early as 20 years ago, Murong mansion suddenly lost several senior elders of the golden age, and the strength of Murong mansion fell sharply. Many of its industry leaders are ready to take Murong's place.