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"One day, you will die without a place to bury you!"
"There are some debts, you have to pay them back, you have to pay them back!" He roared with bloodshot eyes.
Qin Yun's face was cold. What Mo Dao showed was either that he was seriously brainwashed, or he really had a deep hatred.
Xuan Yunzi talked about cause and effect, and Murong Shunhua also said that he traced the White Lotus Sect in the first place to help him avoid disasters.
Neither of them knew exactly what it was.
At this time, he became more and more curious, who is behind the White Lotus Sect, who has such a noble blood, and has such a deep hatred with the royal family!
Not only him, but also Feng Lao and the others had twinkling eyes, and they were all aware of this problem.
Qin Yun stepped on Mo Dao's head.
"Ah!!" Mo Dao struggled violently, his face flushed.
But the more he struggled, the harder Qin Yun stepped on.
boom!
His face was pressed to the ground, extremely humiliated.
"You must die!"
Qin Yun sneered: "So what? Now you are under my feet. As long as I am happy, I can castrate you, arrest you and parade you in the streets, and throw you into the cesspit at any time."
"I want to see who will be unlucky first."
Hearing the faint voice, Mo Dao felt cold all over his body, and the overwhelming sense of crisis made his hair stand on end. The insult was far more difficult for him to accept than the sword.
"Dog Emperor, kill me!"
"If you don't kill me, I will kill you!"
Qin Yun sneered: "Kill me?"
"Your whole White Lotus Sect doesn't have that strength!"
Every word he said was extremely disdainful.
"You will regret it." Mo Dao gritted his teeth.
"It seems that you still can't see the situation clearly."
"Who is the prisoner?"
"Come on, castrate him immediately!" Qin Yun ordered coldly, this move is far more effective than the threat of beheading.
The imperial army quickly dragged him away.
Mo Dao's face turned the color of a pig's liver. No matter what era an eunuch is, it is a shame for a man, especially a person with a little face, who simply cannot accept this.
"what!!"
He roared and struggled like a beast.
"Dog Emperor, I will not let you go!"
"No!!" He subconsciously panicked.
Qin Yun's eyes were like torches, aiming at the opportunity, he yelled: "Tell me, what is the origin of the Bailian sect, and who are you guys!"
"Be clear, I don't have to kill you, let you be a man!"
"Otherwise, there will be no peace in death!"
The aura formed a complete suppression, and the imperial army was still dragging him. He was sweating, his eyes were bloodshot, and it could be said that heaven and man were fighting to the extreme in his mind.
Finally, at the moment when he was dragged onto the stage, his legs gave way and he knelt down.
Messy hair covered his face, and his body was trembling, as if surrendering.
The chilling prison is swift and quiet.
Everyone focused away, very disdainful, only willing to speak out after threatening.
Qin Yun was not so optimistic, he always felt that Mo Dao would not be so easy to explain, otherwise the White Lotus Sect would not be the White Lotus Sect.
Slowly approach him.
Condescending, he tentatively said: "Let's talk, as long as you cooperate, I will guarantee you good food and a good place to live for the rest of your life. If you can't spend all your money, the brothel will also take care of you."
"Pfft!"
Mo Dao suddenly laughed out loud, then trembled all over, raised his head and laughed, a little crazy.
It turned out that his trembling was just holding back his laughter!
Suddenly, everyone was furious.
Qin Yun didn't get angry, he knew that once he got angry, he would make Mo Dao feel comfortable.
Indifferently: "So?"
"After laughing, I still want to castrate you."
There was a tingling sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Mo Dao's smile froze, and he froze abruptly, as if he had eaten a dead mosquito. He stared at Qin Yun, with a murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
He said coldly, "You won't have that chance."
After finishing speaking, he violently rose up!
"Your Majesty, be careful!"
A few loud shouts rang out. Although it was impossible for Mo Dao to hurt Qin Yun, the guards in Jinyi were still very nervous.
"No!"
"Stop him!"
"He wants to commit suicide!" Qin Yun yelled.
I saw that Mo Dao slammed into the wall. If he succeeded, his head would probably split like a watermelon.
boom!
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