While begging for mercy.

Feng Gong kept kneeling on the ground and kowtowed more than once, totally regarding Haotian and Yujin as the supreme gods.

Isn't it kowtow.

Isn't it dignity!

Life is gone, what's the use of these? At this moment, don't say kowtow, as long as you can live, even if you call him to eat excrement.

He will carry out without hesitation!

But.

Haotian looks at Feng Gong, who is fawning on the ground, but has no pity.

If he did not return to Xingyi, it would not be Feng Gong and Feng Xue who knelt on the ground to beg for mercy, but his sister, Lin Shilu.

Society is so unfair.

It's hard for good people to have a good end, and everything is because of the existence of these respectable social residues!

Kneeling on the ground, Feng Gong can feel Haotian's killing intention.

In the constant increase of....

but he still dare not raise his head.

"You know the current affairs very well, but it's a pity that some things can be uncovered without asking for mercy."

"Next life... Be a good man."

Haotian's voice is very light and soft, without any intention of killing.

It's like advice from friends.

But let Feng Gong Ru be struck by lightning, the whole person is momentarily stagnant, paralyzed on the ground.

Haotian looks at the paralysis and changes to the ground Feng palace.

Looking at his empty and desperate eyes, watching him from life and death struggle, to endless hesitation, and finally to nothingness.

Haotian's heart doesn't fluctuate.

This kind of look, he saw... Too much!

"Send him on his way!"

Haotian said lightly.

Yu Jin nodded respectfully.

He stepped forward a few more steps and gently handed the red wine to Feng Gong.

Looking at the bright red wine in front of him, Feng Gong was afraid of him like a wolf.

His body trembled... His heart was in great panic.

He wants to get out of here!

But can he escape?

Now these two people, no matter which one, have the power of nearly ghosts.

He is just a common man. How can he escape?

Looking at the red wine flickering red.

Feng Gong still did not have the courage to take over.

He shook his head desperately and yelled: "no... I don't drink, I don't drink, I don't want to die!"

Yu ban hears the speech, on the face of Leng Li, raise a trace of dissatisfaction color.

He looked at Feng Gong and said angrily, "this is the wine that the Lord gives you. You have to drink it!"

Said.

Yu's right hand, like lightning, stretched out, blinking his eyes, stopped Feng Gong's throat.

Then, with his left hand, he picked up the glass and moved it to Feng Gong's mouth.

The glass pours.

The red wine, which is full of enchanting light, slowly flows down.

Although Feng Gong closed his throat and tried not to let the red wine flow into his mouth, there was still no drop of red wine in the glass, and all of it flowed into his body.

At the moment when red wine enters Feng Gong's body, his body suddenly gives out a continuous green light.

"Roar..."

Feng Gong's face turned gray in an instant.

His body, as if by boiling hot water, drenched from head to foot, numb all over.

Then, this hot feeling, and out of the incomparable cold cold.

Ice and fire.

Feng Gong's meridians, blood and bones were first boiled and then frozen.

Then, it began to break down step by step.

His whole body, it's tearing, it's like being torn by a meat grinder.

Every piece of flesh and every nerve of his body was shaking. The intense pain came to him like the tide, which made him feel worse than death!

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