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Chapter 89 The Death Of The Demon Sword, The Fate Of The Host Of The Demon Sword

When the demon sword was pulled out, he had already fainted.

The bones in the chest were shattered, the internal organs were bleeding profusely, and death was not far away.

With prompt treatment, there is still hope for a cure.

Seeing his miserable appearance, Qian Yushu and Ximen Xing were stunned for a moment and shook their heads.

Especially Ximen Xing, he felt the most, as if he saw his own shadow in him. If he was not smarter, he would probably end up like him. Thinking of this, Ximen Xing thanked Qian Yushu, and also thanked the wise man in the past. Own.

"It's so miserable."

Qian Yushu praised: "It's really miserable."

Both of them escaped, but they had experienced it before.

Fortunately, they are all smart people and did not offend Mr. Shen Luyuan.

"Boss, what should I do with this person?"

Ximen Xingxian asked enthusiastically.

Lu Yuanjun gave him a look, and Ximen Xing understood instantly.

"Boss, don't worry, I will definitely make him spit out everything he knows."

Ximen Xing may not be reliable in other matters, but in some matters, he is still very reliable.

For example, interrogation does not require Mr. Lu Yuan to take action or help from Qian Yushu. One person is enough.

He forced Yao Dao to wake up and gave Yao Dao an unforgettable interrogation.

Yaodao has a very tough mouth. After he wakes up, he doesn't say anything. He pretends not to know anything about anything involving God's Hand. He has a very tight mouth. He doesn't say a word and resists stubbornly.

Ximen Xing was also convinced by his stubbornness. After being tortured for half an hour, he couldn't get any useful information out of him.

Ximen Xing was also angry, making him look stupid.

Qian Yushu and the boss were watching, and he couldn't let it go.

He used some means to cripple Demon Sword's hands and feet, but he was still the same.

Those eyes never wavered.

Death didn't seem to scare him.

"Asshole, you should speak up."

"Bang bang bang."

Using too much force, Yaodao was kicked and fainted.

The angry Ximen Xing did not allow him to rest and continued to torture him.

Hanged up and tortured.

For bloodletting therapy, let him bleed slowly.

Seeing his own death and the horrific torture being used on him, Lu Yuanjun and others did not feel cruel.

An hour passed.

Yaodao still didn't say a word, his cold eyes told Ximen Xing and others that he would not give in.

His attitude was appreciated by Mr. Lu Yuan.

"Okay, Ximen Xing, stop it."

"But, boss."

Ximen Xing didn't ask anything. This demon sword was too tough.

They are not afraid of death. Such people make them feel tired and frightened at the same time.

The Hand of God organization is so terrifying and crazy.

Mr. Lu Yuan raised his head and looked at the hanging demon sword, his expression changed a little.

Holding the demon sword in his right hand, Lu Yuanjun sneered: "It seems that you have been completely brainwashed by the hand of God, and you are not even afraid of death."

Such a person is very good.

Unfortunately, they are enemies.

Otherwise, Mr. Lu Yuan really planned to let him go.

"I admire you very much. It's rare to see someone with such backbone. You are the first."

Yaodao's brows twitched.

No words were spoken.

Grit your teeth.

Waiting for death.

Raising the demon sword, Mr. Lu Yuan said again: "You have one last chance."

Yaodao closed his eyes and said nothing.

Lu Yuanjun understood that this person couldn't ask for any useful information.

He was determined to die.

"That's all, since you want to die, then I will make it happen for you."

"Just let me use this knife to send you on your way."

The demon sword finally died under the demon sword.

It is his fate, and it is also the fate of the owner of this knife.

Every owner of the demon sword died on this sword in the end.

No one is excepted.

After killing someone, the demon sword swallows the blood of its owner and becomes even more bewitching.

The weird knife made Lu Yuanjun a little funny.

"Give."

With a casual throw, the demon knife fell into Qian Yushu's hand.

She was stunned for a moment and looked at Mr. Lu Yuan.

"Take your things."

"good."

She thought the knife was gone.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Lu Yuan actually gave it to her.

Stroking the knife and feeling its charm, Qian Yushu, like Lu Yuanjun, stroked it for a while, put it into the sheath, and never took it out again.

Collected, there seems to be a specific space on her body, put away.

Qian Yushu got what he wanted and said happily: "Are we going to leave now?"

Mr. Lu Yuan looked at the corpse of Demon Sword that was dripping with blood. His head was cut off.

Smashed to the ground.

Corpse, hanging.

Blood kept spraying.

"Let's go."

"good."

Ximen Xing glanced at the hanging body and hesitated whether to bury it.

Lu Yuanjun stopped and said, "Bury it."

"Um."

Ximen Xing went to bury it quickly, which was a trivial matter to him.

Qian Yushu was also waiting, but did not help. Ximen Xing did the whole process alone.

In response, she couldn't help but take another look at Ximen Xing.

Ximen Xing touched his head and said nothing.

Maybe it's because it's not a big deal, and I don't want to see other people's bodies hanging. When people die, all grudges are gone.

It was the last act of dignity, letting him die with his body intact.

The three of them did not look back and accelerated forward.

On the way.

Qian Yushu looked at the direction they were heading in, somewhat uncertain.

"that."

As soon as she spoke, the three of them stopped.

Lu Yuanjun looked at Qian Yushu, who gritted his teeth and said, "There is a problem with our current direction."

"what is the problem?"

Ximen Xing blurted out.

Qian Yushu wanted to punch him. This man really had no brains.

"Don't you think the direction we're going in is strange?"

Mr. Luo moved forward with purpose, not running away randomly.

She had discovered this before.

Now, it's even more certain.

"How to say?"

Qian Yushu replied: "This direction is the same as our purpose."

"Our purpose?" Ximen Xing muttered these words.

Soon, his eyes lit up and he seemed to have thought of something.

"Yushu, you mean?"

Qian Yushu nodded: "Yes, if my guess is correct, it is Dragon Valley. This direction is the direction of Dragon Valley."

Mr. Lu Yuan was confused.

"Dragon Nest, where is it?"

Qian Yushu and Ximen Xing turned back in surprise and looked at Mr. Lu Yuan in disbelief.

The two asked in unison: "You don't know?"

Mr. Lu Yuan was even more confused.

"What do I know?"

Qian Yushu and Ximen Xing looked at each other and were shocked.

They thought Mr. Lu Yuan knew, but it turned out that he knew nothing.

"Then you came into Qinglong Secret Realm just to hunt down Mr. Luo?"

Unlikely?

This thing itself is believable.

But it's unlikely for Mr. Lu Yuan. There should be other possibilities.

For example, Dragon Nest.

But now, this possibility has obviously been overturned.

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