Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

"Where's him? Where did you take him?!" she asked loudly.

"Crack!" "Crack!"

Two crisp slaps hit her fair and tender cheeks, which immediately became red and swollen, and a trace of bright red blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"How dare you question me!" He yelled angrily.

"Bitch! I'm not afraid to tell you that the soul of your dear little husband Xuanyuan Liang has been eaten by me a long time ago. He is dead and will never come back. From now on, I am Xuanyuan Liang!"

She stared at him in disbelief.

"Hmph, your body is mine from now on!"

After saying that, he tore off her dress, revealing a piece of fair skin. Squeezing it hard with one hand, he moved forward greedily, sniffed it, and bit it, causing He Jiaojiao to shed tears again in pain.

Not long after, two rows of bloody tooth marks appeared on her chest.

At this time, Xuanyuan Liang was like a mad dog that had lost its mind, staring at her with blood-red eyes, as if he wanted to tear her into pieces. She was trembling with fear and wanted to escape but had nowhere to go, but she didn't expect that she would be like this. delicate and charming.

"You look good, come on, shout louder!" He rushed over with a grin.

Amid his sinister laughter and her hysterical screams, He Jiaojiao experienced hell-like inhuman torture that night, which became the darkest memory in her life.

In the He Mansion, the ghost king was dressed in black robes and had a strong ghost aura. The temperature suddenly dropped to freezing point. He Wenhao knelt on the ground and shivered with cold but still maintained his salute posture.

"It won't be long before our demon clan can control all the major forces. When the demon king wakes up, we will give you this great gift!"

Unexpectedly, He Baifeng's voice came faintly from the Ghost King at this time, "I want to kill Luo Qingyan! I want to kill Luo Qingyan!"

He Wenhao couldn't help but shudder when he heard the ghostly voice, and asked with a trembling voice, "Daughter... is that you? Where are you?"

That morning he was preparing to go to court. As soon as the sedan chair left the prime minister's house, it shook violently and almost threw him away. He asked angrily, but the servant said that there was a bloody female corpse in front of him. She died miserably, but she looked like her eldest daughter. He quickly got off the sedan and ran over to take a look. When he saw He Baifeng's smashed appearance, he screamed excitedly and passed out.

He placed all his hopes on He Baifeng. She was already in the immortal realm at a young age. She was brave, resourceful, and ruthless enough to do great things. She was better than He Tian. He spent all his time, money, and energy to train her, but he didn't expect that she would die so miserably, shattering all his hopes.

"Dad, it's me! I died so miserably!"

He Baifeng's cold voice chilled his bones and made He Wenhao shiver.

"Daughter...my daughter...where are you?!" He burst into tears with excitement, and his whole body was shaking.

"Your daughter was killed by people from Fanyin Palace, and her soul is now parasitic on this king!" Xue Xue said in a voice that was indistinguishable from male to female.

"What?! The little girl was killed by someone from the Fanyin Palace? Who? Who is it? I will risk my life to avenge this!"

"It's Luo Qingyan! It's Luo Qingyan! It's Luo Qingyan!" He Baifeng's voice was sharp and filled with hatred, each sound was harsher than the last, and in the end it was gnashing of teeth.