If you respect me a foot, I will give you a foot in return.
If you bully me and humiliate me, I will repay you twice as much.
Since He Qing wants to kill him no matter what he says today, what else can he not let go of, and what else should he worry about?
Let's talk back first.
Even if you die, you have to get over your addiction first, and you can't die a useless death when the person is gone.
He called He Qing a dog.
Still the kind of dog that is not loyal.
These words are enough to put someone down, it's so shameless.
For a moment, He Qing's eyes widened and he was dumbfounded.
Tang Xiaobao actually dared to scold him.
And he didn't show any mercy at all.
Who gave him the courage?
In He Qing's view, since he decided to take action himself, shouldn't Tang Xiaobao, who was so weak, kneel down and beg for mercy with tears in his eyes?
The script didn't turn out the way he envisioned.
On the contrary, Tang Xiaobao had no fear at all and scolded him like shit.
There is only one word difference between dog and dog shit.
Seeing his expression, Tang Xiaobao was very satisfied.
But he knew that there was not much time left for him.
He Qing is actually less than a thousand years old this year, and is already a third-class golden immortal. With this level of cultivation, he is definitely a master among masters in Crimson Gold City.
Everyone of his age would bow their heads when they saw him, and no one dared to be disrespectful to him.
The strength is there, no disrespect is allowed.
If he wanted to take action, he would probably die miserably if he felt that he was not worthy of Old Man Chen.
But that's a matter for a while, let's scold him first and then talk about it.
He Qing finally reacted. There was a strong murderous look in his eyes, and his hands clenched into fists.
Seeing it, he was already about to take action.
A pressure, like a mountain pressing down on his heart, made it difficult for Tang Xiaobao to breathe.
However, He Qing soon calmed down again.
He even laughed.
Looking at Tang Xiaobao, He Qing said calmly: "I don't know who gave you the courage to call me a dog, but you should already know the consequences, so you are not afraid of the word "death" anyway.
Me, right?"
"That's right."
Tang Xiaobao did not deny it.
"But, you are still wrong."
"Am I wrong? I don't think so."
"Did you think I would kill you so easily?"
He Qing shook his head: "No, I won't, because that would be too cheap for you. I will let you experience what despair is before you die, and let you enjoy the feeling of life being worse than death. I guarantee you will understand.
The truth is, sometimes, death is not the most terrible thing. Sometimes, living is a hundred times more painful than death."
"Kill or behead him as he pleases, but I won't just sit there and wait to die."
Tang Xiaobao rolled his eyes. He must be nervous in his heart, but on the surface, he looked extremely calm.
"Okay, I will do what you wish."
He Qing nodded: "Then you must be ready."
Tang Xiaobao was fully focused.
He's on defense.
A cruel look appeared on He Qing's face.
The aura of the third-level golden immortal was finally released.
Suddenly, the surrounding air seemed to be sucked out for a second.
Tang Xiaobao felt that it was becoming difficult to breathe. It was like there was a big mountain pressing down on his chest, making it impossible for him to breathe.
Moreover, his body seemed to be imprisoned, unable to move.
"Feel the smell of death?"
He Qing stood there and looked at Tang Xiaobao coldly: "It's still early. You will be in even more pain soon."
His arms are spread wide.
Tang Xiaobao's body began to slowly leave the ground, and slowly rose up. After a few feet off the ground, he stopped moving again.
If you look carefully, you can see that his body is still moving.
It was trembling.
His throat seemed to be locked.
His brain became a little swollen and painful due to lack of oxygen.
"Do you feel it?"
He Qing asked.
Tang Xiaobao opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
His face was pale, without a trace of blood.
Then, He Qingqing made a fist with her right hand and punched Tang Xiaobao from a distance.
boom!
Tang Xiaobao was hit and fell far away.
With a bang, he hit the wall.
It felt as if all the internal organs and abdomen were out of place. Tang Xiaobao opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Garbage is garbage, garbage is garbage. In my eyes, you are no better than an ant."
He Qing spoke and retracted his arm.
Tang Xiaobao lay on the ground, covering his stomach with both hands.
He wanted to curse a few words, but couldn't utter a word.
It hurts like a shrimp.
"Does it hurt?"
He Qing smiled coldly and cruelly: "This is just the beginning. If I want to kill you, I only need one finger to make you disappear into ashes, but I won't do that."
"Kill me if you can, don't be so whiny."
Tang Xiaobao said this sentence intermittently.
"Want to die? It's not that easy. I won't let you do it."
He Qing narrowed his eyes, stretched out his right hand, grabbed Tang Xiaobao from a distance, and threw him out.
boom!
Tang Xiaobao hit the courtyard wall again.
His head was bruised and bleeding, he almost died from the pain, and many bones in his body were broken.
He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood again.
But he still didn't give in.
"Does it hurt?"
"F-fuck you!"
Tang Xiaobao gritted his teeth and cursed.
"Go ahead and scold me, you are a bitch. The harder you scold me, the more fun I will have in torturing you, haha."
He Qing hasn't given up yet.
Tang Xiaobao fell to the ground, unable to move and breathing hard.
He couldn't move.
The cool air that originally appeared on his body did not appear again.
He was really desperate.
Because the life-saving straw in his heart did not appear.
It turns out that everything was just a coincidence.
He sighed inwardly.
I really am so weak.
A feeling of sadness filled his heart.
He Qing clenched his fist and hit Tang Xiaobao again.
Tang Xiaobao was waiting to die.
But at this moment, Tang Xiaobao's expression suddenly changed.
The cool air in his Dantian seemed to have fallen asleep, but now it suddenly woke up and gathered crazily at his heart.
A fist appeared in the air. It was not a real fist, but it was terrifyingly powerful.
After all, he is a third-level golden immortal, so that is no joke.
puff!
The fist landed on Tang Xiaobao's heart.
But this time, Tang Xiaobao only felt a little chest tightness, not much pain.
He Qing was stunned.
"Huh?"
He was a little surprised.
In his imagination, Tang Xiaobao should be shot away this time.
But, no.
He was strange, and Tang Xiaobao was even stranger.
Tang Xiaobao was extremely shocked.
He could feel that the cool air protected his heart. At the same time, after such a punch, the cool air seemed to be significantly stronger.
The cool air flowed happily through his seven meridians and eight meridians, and wherever it passed, any previous injuries were repaired in the blink of an eye.
His internal organs recovered.
He no longer vomits blood.
The broken bones in his body were rejoined and became even stronger.