Quick Travel: Crazy criticism of the host and his love for him

At night, the stars are bright.

Yan Yu stepped into the bedroom dressed in black.

Hao Lingjun was dressed in a red sexy gauze, with long hair like a waterfall, and flushed cheeks.

He bit his lip tightly, and his body tensed up, as if he was holding back something.

Yan Eucalyptus sat beside the bed, her slender fingers touched his face, and slowly traced his eyebrows.

His eyelashes trembled slightly and he opened his eyes. There were red marks in his eyes, with anger.

"Beauty is always cold, but she still looks so beautiful and vivid."

"You...are presumptuous..."

Yan Yu is not afraid of him at all. At this moment, Hao Lingjun has no momentum at all and can be flattened and rounded by him.

Yan Yu pulled off his belt and undressed directly under Lord Hao Ling's cannibalistic gaze.

"...I dare you!"

"You should be happy to be sleeping with me."

"Do you know that your fierce look makes me more excited?"

"Master, would you like me to be your man?"

After a heated exchange, Yan Yu stroked the tears from his eyes, leaned into his ear and said, "Thank you Wange, you are finally mine."

It's a pity that Xie Wange has been tortured so much that he couldn't hear this.

At this moment, it was already dawn outside, and the chirping of birds could be heard.

Yan Yu went to the Demon Sect Hanchi to take a bath before going to the main hall.

He specifically ordered people to drag Xia Keban and Qi Yunchuan over so that he could personally observe the execution.

The original body suffered a lot of torture because of them, and Yan Yu was not going to let them go easily. Although there is still Nangong Ao who is not present, it doesn't matter, they will suffer for now, and it won't be too late to make up for it when Nangong Ao comes later.

When Yan Yu stepped into the hall, Elder Nan Heng had already prepared everything.

Rows of unknown poisons were displayed on both sides, and Xia Keban and Qi Yunchuan were thrown into the center of the hall.

On both sides of the main hall, there were many people joining in the fun.

"I have met Your Majesty."

Yan Yu waved his hand and walked onto the high platform.

A chair was placed next to the throne, and Xie Wange, dressed in red, sat on it.

There was something like a collar around his neck. Yan Yu knew that it was a magic weapon that must have been specially used to restrain spiritual power.

The areas not covered by the magic weapon were scattered with purple bite marks.

Seeing Yan Yu arrive, he also looked over. The redness in his cold eyes had not faded yet, and he could still find traces of her.

Yan Yu lifted Xie Wange's chin frivolously and rubbed his broken lips erotically: "As expected, I still prefer the way you look like spring waves when you cry."

Xie Wange slapped Yan Yu's hand away, not even wanting to give him a hand.

Yan Yu chuckled lightly, not annoyed. He grabbed Xie Wange's hand and pulled it directly into his arms, rubbing his butt wantonly.

Xie Wange resisted fiercely, and Yan Yu threatened with malice: "I advise you not to move. I don't mind killing you in front of everyone, Lord Hao Ling."

He hugged Xie Wange and sat on the throne, and then slowly spoke to Elder Nan Heng in the main hall.

"Nan Heng, let me take a look at your new treasure. I hope it's not something that is in vain."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I won't let you down."

"it is good."

Nan Heng untied Xia Keban and Qi Yunchuan's acupuncture points, and sprinkled a bottle of powdery stuff towards the two of them.

"What is this?"

"Returning to your Majesty, the name of this thing is itching powder. No matter whether it is a person or a monster, as long as it is stained with a little bit, red spots will appear all over the body, which is extremely itchy. There are two kinds of itching powder here, one is floating On the surface, one is placed on the bones.”

"The first one is used first. After they scratch the skin, the second one will be used. The effect will be better."

"This is just the most common medicinal powder. I have also prepared medicinal liquid, poisonous pills and poisonous poison, which will definitely make your Majesty happy."

Yan Yu looked at the bottles and jars in the direction of Nan Heng's finger and became even more satisfied.

At this moment, the two of them also reacted.

He scratched his skin vigorously, and within a moment, his hands and face were dripping with blood.

Yan Yu held Xie Wange's waist with one hand and held his neck with the other, forcing him to look at the painful expressions of Xia Keban and Qi Yunchuan in the main hall.

"What are you hiding from? Yeah."

"Can't bear to see it?" Yan Yu's expression was cold, like a cold poisonous snake swallowing the letter: "Back then, you looked on coldly and let the master break my golden elixir and destroy my cultivation. I grabbed the corner of your clothes, I pray that you can look at me, say a word to me, and give me a chance to speak, but you will not be moved."

"Why can't I bear to watch it now?"

"It's not up to you. I just want you to watch your favorite disciple suffer torture with your own eyes."

"Master...Master...save me..."

The painful screams of the two people echoed in the hall, and many people looked sideways, but Yan Yu did not blink.

He looked at the two people in the hall with strong hatred in his eyes.

How could this be? He had suffered from Nan Heng for two hundred years, a full two hundred years.

The two kept wailing to Lord Hao Ling for help, roaring at Yan Yu at the top of their lungs, from the righteous and awe-inspiring at the beginning to cursing and moaning in pain at the end.

Yan Eucalyptus sat on the throne, watching all this indifferently and without blinking an eye.

After an unknown amount of time, the two of them lay motionless on the ground like dead dogs.

"Is he dead?"

"Your Majesty, you are still alive."

"Oh, that's right. Your life is in danger. Just wait for two days to recuperate, and then continue."

After saying this, Yan Yu picked up Xie Wange and returned to the dormitory.

"Let them go."

When Yan Yuyan heard this, it seemed like he had heard something out of the blue.

"Let them go? Hahaha...are you kidding me? How could I let them go?"

"You hate it so much."

"Hate, how can I not hate you."

Saying that, Yan Yu threw the person on the couch and stepped forward.