Chapter 190.2 Why Is My Life So Difficult! (2/2)
Chapter 190.2 Why Is My Life So Difficult! (2/2)
The condition he laid before himself was harsh, but he was not afraid. He had the auto-protection of the Indestructible Solar Divine Sword, which would not activate itself unless his life was threatened. And now that he was captured, if he could slay an Astral Infant cultivator, the situation might change. When that happens, he might free himself through more bluffs.
It’s only a pity that the Indestructible Solar Divine Sword might be exposed! Forget it. It’s between life and death now!
Wang Ke sounded ruthless. If the Lightning Whips were on him, he would let Zi Bufan kill him. If not, she will kill Tong An’an.
Seeing how confident Wang Ke is, Tong An’an’s eyes widened as Zi Bufan hesitated.
“No,” He suddenly cried out in horror, “The Lightning Whips are surely not on him. Why else would he be so confident? Parlor Lord, Parlor Lord! I’m sure he hid the whips. They are not on him, Parlor Lord!”
Damn, if she can’t find them on him, I will be dead! I don’t want that to happen!
“Tong An’an, don’t be nervous; you will be alright! Parlor Lord Zi only has to search, and she will find the whips on me. Then you will be free!” Wang Ke affirmed Tong An’an, saying.
“Bullsh*t, nonsense! Wang Ke, you are trying to set me up! You are getting me killed! The whips are not on you! You are setting me up. No! Parlor Lord Zi, I’m really innocent. I retract what I said before; the whips are not with Wang Ke. I’m sure he hid them somewhere, or Mo Sanshan really took them away!” Tong An’an shouted in great fear.
“Damn you, Tong An’an. You were the one who said that my whips are with Wang Ke, yet you are also saying that they are not on him. Am I a fool to you?” Zi Bufan said with a threatening voice.
Tong An’an: “……….!”
Why is my life so difficult!
“Enough!” Someone shouted from nearby.
It was Zhu Hongyi, who was staring at Se Yutian and Zi Bufan with crimson eyes.
“Se Yutian and Zi Bufan? You just want my command token and get my support, right? Fine! I can support you two in selecting a new Sect Lord! But stop hurting my Qing-er. And stop making things difficult for Wang Ke and Tong An’an; they came here with Qing-er to save me! So stop it! I will cooperate with you!” Zhu Hongyi said grimly.
“Oh?” Se Yutian looked toward him.
And Zhu Hongyi continued saying fiercely, “You want to use the Enamoring Spell on me? Do you think the First Parlor Lord is blind? Humph, if I don’t work with you, you will never be able to enter the Crystal Palace! You can only get what you want with my help. If you dare threaten Qing’er and those with her, I will never let you get what you want! I, Zhu Hongyi, am a man of my words!”
Se Yutian continued looking at Zhu Hongyi with narrowed eyes.
Meanwhile, Zi Bufan looked worried, “Hongyi, I was just……!”
“Humph!” Zhu Hongyi snorted as he turned away and ignored her.
A wave of sadness washed over her face.
“Good! I will give you this chance!” Se Yutian agreed.
“Tie She Qingqing up,” Se Yutian commanded his subordinates coldly, “As well as Wang Ke and Tong An’an. Keep them here and guard them well. If Zhu Hongyi dares retaliate, kill them immediately!” Se Yutian asked with a deep voice.
“Understood!” His men responded.
And at once, Wang Ke, Tong An’an, and the badly injured She Qingqing were tied up with enchanted chains by the side of the Ten-thousand Blood Pool. Sabers were placed by their necks, ready to execute them at any time.
“Hongyi, you can’t blame me on this!?” Zi Bufan went up to Zhu Hongyi to unchain him.
But he just ignored her. And her face betrayed her heartache.
“Stop wasting time and go. Once you open the gates to the Crystal Palace, I will leave with Qing’er and the others. I won’t care what you do, and you should stay away from me too!” Zhu Hongyi said coldly.
“This way, please!” Se Yutian nodded.
Taking a glance at the unconscious She Qingqing, Zhu Hongyi had a gentle but helpless smile, “Qing’er, wait for me. I will be back for you in no time!”
Then he turned to look at the demonic sect disciples holding She Qingqing, Tong An’an, and Wang Ke in hostage.
“While I’m not around, if you dare to even touch a strand of hair on time, I will make sure you die a horrible death, even if Se Yutian backs you!” Zhu Hongyi said with a murderous look.
And those demons were horrified.
They were still thinking about plundering Wang Ke and the others’ possessions while the three Parlor Lords were away. Zhu Hongyi’s threat struck fear in them.
No one dared to belittle Zhu Hongyi’s words because ,among the Parlor Lords, he was the one who always did what he says. No one can stop him.
“Understood!” Se Yutian’s men nodded with a worried look.
“Roar!”
The gigantic blood dragon who had absorbed all the blood essence in the blood pool flew into Se Yutian’s back. It turned in a fearsome and intimidating tattoo of itself on its host’s body.
“Move out!” Se Yutian said.
And the three Parlor Lords left the Ten-thousand Blood Pool. Only leaving half of Se Yutian’s men to guard the place, preventing anyone from disrupting the operation.
After seeing Zhu Hongyi leave, Wang Ke had a complicated look on his face.
“That’s the kind of intimidating aura I need! That’s the poker face I need! Damn, how can I convince Zhu Hongyi to become a spokesman for my God Wang Company?” Wang Ke said with a frown.
By his side, Tong An’an was staring at Wang Ke. Damn, you are already put in captivity, yet you are still thinking about your worthless company? You don’t even know whether you can make it out alive!