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

The next day, the sun was just right.

When Xie Wange opened his eyes, he was alone.

The place next to him was cold, and Yan Yu had left long ago without knowing when.

He touched his neck and saw that the magic weapon that imprisoned spiritual power had long been removed.

He didn't care to think about whether Li Yanzhen suddenly discovered his kindness, nor did he care to look at the bite marks and mottled bruises on his body.

Li Yan's blow caused him serious internal injuries. Xie Wange took advantage of Yan's absence and hurriedly sat up and adjusted his breathing.

Unfortunately, before he could start, the people waiting outside the dormitory seemed to know that he was awake, opened the door and walked in.

"Mr. Hao Ling is well. Your Majesty has ordered me to wait for you to change your clothes and lead you to the main hall."

When Lord Hao Ling followed the woman who led the way to the so-called Hall of Good Virtue, he saw Li Yanyu sitting casually on the large throne with an indifferent expression, and his handsome face exuded a dignity that could not be offended.

The throne was not in the main hall, but was placed in front of the main hall.

On both sides of his throne, there were several chairs placed, all of which were filled with people, including elders, protectors and hall masters of the Demon Sect.

There are many fruits and snacks placed on the desk in front of everyone.

As everyone looked in the direction they were facing, they saw a member of the Qingyun Sect being hung up on the vast field.

Seeing Xie Wange arriving, everyone looked at him.

The people from Qingyun Sect directly called him for help.

Yan Yu patted her thigh and said casually: "My beloved concubine, come and sit on my lap."

"I'll be your target instead."

Yan Yu raised her eyebrows and reached out to hook Xie Wange's fingertips. She seemed a little surprised by Hao Lingjun's words.

"My beloved, you believe in me so much? You are willing to be my target, so you are not afraid that I will accidentally hurt you."

As he spoke, Yan Yu seemed not to understand Xie Wange's words at all, and moved his palm to pull him closer.

"Be good, sit in my arms and enjoy the scenery with me. You will no longer be a target. I can't bear to part with you."

Xie Wange shook off Yan Yu's hand and asked, "How can the Demon Lord let them go?"

Yan Yu looked at his hands that were thrown away, and his expression turned cold. He leaned back and said meaningfully: "If I don't let you go, what will you do?"

"Since I am here, I will not allow you to act so absurdly."

"You are trying to go against me. No? What do I need your permission to do? Don't just rely on me to be interested in you, so you can't recognize your identity."

"There's only one outcome to this."

"Threatening me!" Yan Yu changed his voice and grabbed Xie Wange's throat: "Who do you think you are?"

"There are thousands of beauties in this world. One more of you is not more, and one less of you is not more. Don't think that I can only do it with you. Even if there is only one result, this result is decided by me. Since you want to be like them, I will make it happen. you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yu's palm slid down from Xie Wange's throat, and with a gentle push on Xie Wange's chest, he was pushed directly in front of the hanging Qingyun Sect members.

"Li Yan'u, you are still not a human being, how could you treat Master like this!"

Yan Yu hates people yelling at him, especially when this person is Xia Keban. He slapped Fei Xia Ke in the middle of the air with his backhand.

Half of Xia Keban's face swelled instantly, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. She whimpered twice and did not dare to scream anymore.

Yan Yu leaned on the throne again, and the demon generals hurriedly walked to Xie Wange and quickly hung him up.

"Holy Son, let's begin."

"Your Majesty, I suddenly thought of a better way..."

"Oh." Yan Yu suddenly became interested: "Tell me about it."

The Holy Son stepped forward respectfully and whispered: "I thought it would be better to let them kill each other."

After hearing what the Holy Son said, Yan Yu nodded in agreement.

Let them choose their own method of death, which at any time will be a severe blow to the injured person.

Soon, the Holy Son announced the news. Some were silent, some vomited blood, and some were furious.

"You prisoners, you only have one stick of incense. If none of you are willing to step forward and fight for it, then this Holy Son will have to do it for you."

At first, everyone in the Qingyun Sect was very quiet, and no one spoke.

But when we got to the back, seeing that the incense was almost finished burning, people began to speak one after another, and there were quite a few people who spoke out.

"Hahaha..." Yan Yu smiled happily and looked at Xie Wange with a sense of schadenfreude. As if to say, don’t you care about them? Are you very moved?

[Host, you seem like a villain. 】

"Yeah."

【Um. 】

Yan Yu smiled enigmatically and did not refute.

Soon, the number one person in Qingyun Sect who was greedy for life and fearful of death walked up the steps tremblingly and pulled out one of the countless jade slips.

It says Ling Chi, and Ling Chi's target is the head of the Qingyun Sect.

Yan Eucalyptus glanced at Shengzi. He didn't believe that there was nothing fishy about it. Yan Eucalyptus felt that Shengzi might know that he hated the leader, so he arranged it deliberately.

When the result comes out, the executioner will naturally carry out the execution.

I don’t know if that guy’s skills were too poor, but Elder Nan Heng used a lot of medicine during the process, so that the head of the Qingyun Sect could survive more than three thousand cuts, leaving only one life.

That bloody scene was reflected in the eyes of everyone in the Qingyun Sect, leaving an indelible mark on them.

The second one is One Hundred Whips, and the character is an unknown young disciple.

After everything was done, it soon became dark.

Yan Yu waved his hand and went back to the dormitory without taking away a single cloud.

As for the people of the Qingyun Sect, Yan Yu said that they no longer need to be put in the cell, they would just hang up like this and continue the next day.

[Host, have you forgotten that Xie Wange is still hanging? 】

"So what." Yan Yu was unmoved.

【Uh……】

Yan Yu will never forget Xie Wange's aloof and indifferent look.

He is also a disciple, but he is not even willing to give him a chance to explain.

He wanted to see how long Xie Wange could be arrogant.

Are the people he sacrificed his life to protect worthy of his sacrifice?

For several days after that, Yan Yu slept until three o'clock in the morning every day, and only after waking up did he leisurely go to the Haode Hall.

With one person taking the lead, many others also appeared one after another, all vying for the spot where they could escape disaster.

Sometimes Yan Yu would look at it twice more, and sometimes she even fell asleep just looking at it.

After two months in a row, everyone in the Qingyun Sect was finally given a round.

Even Xie Wange is no exception.

When they got to the back, Yan Yu didn't even bother to look.

The demon generals gave Wan Ge a slap in the face. They were still frightened, fearing that Yan Yu would settle the score.

After all, Xie Wange can be regarded as Yan Yu's person. As a result, Yan Yu's response was mediocre, and he didn't even care much. So much so that the people of the Demon Cult became bolder and dared to greet Xie Wange vigorously.

The whip was densely covered with barbs and was treated using a special method. Not only was it painful when it was struck on a person, but the wound left behind was also difficult to heal.