Wen Ruoyao was shocked and quickly went up to rescue Mr. Wen, but before the figure could get close, he was hit by a black light and flew away, and his body fell heavily to the ground.
Yun Zhongge stared at the middle-aged man in front of him with cold eyes, a cold smile flashed across his dark eyes: "Death is inevitable, tell me, how do you want to die?"
The man's voice was cold and somewhat evil, and his pupils were as deep as a pool, making it difficult to see through what was in his mind.
Mr. Wen's neck was tightly held by the man. He tried to struggle, but was unable to do so.
This was the first time that he felt deeply powerless, that all his strength was useless and that he could not escape from this man's grasp.
How does he want to die?
Mr. Wen raised his eyes slightly and stared at the man in front of him with a sneer. There was a bit of coldness in his slightly weathered eyes: "I think you should know very well that if I die, you will never know the whereabouts of that woman.
The man's words were very strange, but hearing them made people couldn't help but tremble slightly in their hearts.
After all, Mr. Wen is a person who has experienced strong winds and waves. He knows that this man in black robe is very dangerous, but there is no trace of fear on his face. He just smiles lightly: "You are so sure that the woman in Qingyue Valley is you.
Who are you looking for?"
He had issued a death order. Without his permission, no one was allowed to leave the valley without permission, and no one was allowed to leak any information related to the woman.
He didn't believe that this man really had the ability to know.
It is a terrible thing to underestimate your opponent.
Just like now, young Wen is watching Song in the Clouds.
Yun Zhongge sneered and said nothing, but stretched out his finger to point at Mr. Wen's eyebrows, and a black flame appeared on his fingertips: "Do you want to taste the feeling of your soul being slowly pulled away and burned?
"
Although the words were inquiring, there was no hint of inquiry in the tone.
He prefers mental and soul torture to physical pain, which will be a thousand times worse than physical pain.
I have to say that this man's methods are very cruel.
Even though he was as strong as Mr. Wen, he couldn't help the pain at this moment. His fists were clenched suddenly, large drops of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his face instantly turned pale.
Having your soul burned is a hundred times more painful than someone using a machete to cut out your flesh and blood piece by piece!
There was no wound on Mr. Wen's body, and there was no trace of blood, but his face was very pale, and the muscles all over his body were tightly stretched. He was enduring the pain of his soul being slowly pulled away and burning. His eyes were wide open, and he looked quite...
To be scary.
Seeing his father being tortured like this, Wen Ruohan frowned tightly, stepped forward and said in a cold voice: "What you want is the woman in Qingyue Valley. Wen Mansion can't stop you, and my father can't stop you either.
Stay with you. With your strength, it is not difficult to enter Qingyue Valley. He has already endured the punishment he deserves, I hope..."
Before he could finish the rest of his words, Yun Zhongge interrupted coldly: "Just because he sent someone to assassinate my woman, he has already committed a capital crime and cannot be forgiven."
At this moment, I am still thinking about asking him to let Mr. Wen go. Isn't it a dream?
Wen Ruohan frowned more and more. He thought that the grudge between the man in black robe and his father was the woman in Qingyue Valley, but...
The man frowned and looked at Mu Ziyi, and said in a serious tone: "Miss Mu, do you also think that the Wen family should be destroyed, and my father should be killed?"