After the divorce, Leng Yan’s CEO kneeled down and begged for remarriage.

Zheng Qiankun knew very clearly that his life was in the hands of the young man opposite him.

backbone?

This thing can't keep him alive.

"As long as you let me go free, I'm willing to exchange the secret method of blood sacrifice with you."

Zheng Qiankun threw out an important weight.

"I'm not interested in any secret method of blood sacrifice."

Lin Yue shook his head and said, "The reason why I brought you back is because I want to know one thing."

"What's going on?" Zheng Qiankun asked subconsciously.

"I want to know everything about Jiange, the more detailed the better!"

Lin Yue stared at Zheng Qiankun with deep eyes.

"impossible!"

"Even if you kill me, I won't be able to reveal any information about Jiange."

Zheng Qiankun was uncharacteristically very determined.

"Oh? Then do you know what a human pig is?"

Lin Yue suddenly had a cold smile on his lips.

"What it is?"

Zheng Qiankun's eyes were wary, and he intuitively felt that this was not a good thing.

"Human pigs cut off a person's hands and feet, goug out the eyes, inject copper into the ears, cut off the tongue, and pour medicine into the throat to destroy the vocal cords."

"Finally, an ancient torture method of raising people like pigs."

"I don't know... Mr. Zheng, can you bear it?"

Although Lin Yue's voice was soft, what he said made Zheng Qiankun feel a chill in his body and his scalp was numb.

What kind of human torture is this!

If a person is tortured like this, isn't it worse than death?

"Although I am a disciple of Jiange, I am not the core of the sect."

Zheng Qiankun swallowed his saliva and whispered, "So, I don't know much at all."

"Then let me ask you...when you were in the sword pavilion, have you ever seen a sword cultivator with a lightning mark on his forehead?" Lin Yue said in a deep voice.

"That's not the lightning mark, but the Golden Seal of the Sword Pavilion."

"Only the true disciples of Jiange are qualified to engrave the golden seal!"

Zheng Qiankun sighed quietly and said with a lonely look, "I fell in love with a true descendant of Jiange back then, and was crippled by the elder of Jiange. If she hadn't risked her life to save her, I might have perished long ago!"

"Then do you know how many true disciples there are in Jiange?" Lin Yue asked.

"Jiange is divided into four sects: Yun, He, Jiu, and Xiao. Every 20 years, it is one sect's turn to walk outside."

"If I remember correctly... in the past 20 years, it should be the He Sect's turn to travel the world."

Zheng Qiankun said seriously.

"Then... the person who surrounded and killed me should be the walking He Zong!"

Lin Yue murmured, his eyes flashing.

That year, on his way back to China, he was surrounded and killed by ten half-step innate warriors.

Among them, there was a master of swordsmanship who could perform the art of sword control.

Lin Yue's hidden wounds were also left in that shocking battle.

If he hadn't jumped into the sea to escape, he might have died on the road.

After Zheng Qiankun heard this, he strongly denied it and said: "How proud it is to walk in Jiange, how can you be willing to join forces with others to fight against the enemy!"

"Of course he was not happy at first, but after being slapped a few times by me, he had no choice but to join forces with others!"

Lin Yue had an understatement on his face, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

"I really admire you!"

"You have offended Jiange Zhong, and yet you are still alive today. You can be considered an anomaly."

Zheng Qiankun looked strange, and his understanding was refreshed again.

"Not only did he offend him, I also disabled his martial arts."

"If he hadn't had so many helpers, this guy would have been dead!"

Lin Yue shrugged, not caring at all.

"I've told you everything I know. I just ask you to give me a happy life!" Zheng Qiankun begged.

"Why don't you try begging me to let you go?"

Lin Yue felt weird.

Didn’t this old guy seem eager to live before?

"I have just figured it out. I am completely useless now. There is no difference between living and dead."

"Jianghu, Jianghu Lao, I am lucky to die in your hands."

"In the future, if you can go to Jiange, you must go to Linglong's grave and burn three sticks of incense for me!"

After saying that, Zheng Qiankun's eyes were distracted, and he had obviously lost the desire to live.

Lin Yue sighed, stretched out his hand and patted the Baihui point on the top of his head.

Zheng Qiankun, a half-step innate master, lost his breath in an instant.

"If I go to Jiange to collect blood debt, I will fulfill your last wish."

Lin Yue stared at Zheng Qiankun's body for a moment and whispered to himself.

"I didn't expect this old ghost to be so tough, but he died simply!"

Youlan sighed leisurely on the side.

"Most of the people who can become a grandmaster are proud people."

"Although he is my enemy, I won't let his body be exposed in the wilderness. You can find a better cemetery later and bury him." Lin Yue warned.

"Yes, Dragon Lord!"

Youlan agreed, and then continued, "Chief Hong came just now and said he had something important to discuss with you."

"Oh? I just wanted to ask the Song family what happened."

After Lin Yue finished speaking, he turned and left the basement.

Hong Zheng has been waiting in the living room for a long time.

At this time, he was like an ant on a hot pot, pacing back and forth in the living room, his expression even worse.

"Master Lin, you figured it out."

"Something is going wrong. The Song family may be serious about it this time!"

Seeing Lin Yue appear, Hong Zheng seemed to have seen a savior.

Seeing Hong Zheng, who had always been calm and composed, looking like he was in a state of despair, Lin Yue couldn't help but asked curiously: "What have the Song family done to make you so scared?"

"When the members of the Song family took Song Qingzhi's body, they injured Shaopeng."

"They kidnapped Xiaoxian and threatened that within three days..."

Speaking of this, Hong Zheng's words flickered and his face showed hesitation.

Lin Yue frowned and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it!"

"They said they will crush you, Master Lin, into ashes within three days!"

"And... we have to drag the entire Li family to bury Song Qingzhi with him!"

Hong Zheng gritted his teeth before speaking out.

"A mere member of the Song family dares to be so presumptuous. I'm afraid they really don't know how to write the word death!"

Youlan couldn't help but angrily scolded, then she looked at Lin Yue and said, "Dragon Lord, do you want me to take people to Hong Kong Island and directly carry out a beheading operation?"

"No need, the Song family is nothing to worry about."

Lin Yue shook his head, and then said comfortingly, "Don't worry, Chief Hong, their main target is me. Xiaoxian should be fine for the time being."

"As a parent, if you care a little, you will be confused!"

Hong Zheng sighed and reminded, "They will definitely take action within three days. Master Lin, you must be careful."

"I'm not afraid that they will take action, but I'm afraid that they will act like a turtle. Then it will be troublesome for me to find them." Lin Yue smiled.

Youlan on the side seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly interrupted: "Three days?"

"What's wrong?" Lin Yue asked curiously.

"Isn't that the day when our company signed a contract with the Li Group?"

Youlan said seriously, "It seems they are well prepared this time!"

"It doesn't matter, I also want to see what tricks the Song family can play."

Lin Yue touched his chin, "I hope you won't disappoint me!"