Chapter 1162 The Emperor's Revenge (3)

Before he started, he suspected that this mysterious and handsome man would squeeze the bones of his whole body, and it turned out... that the other party really did so.

Nie Zhao smiled bitterly, blood dripping from his nose and mouth, looking very embarrassed, "Your Highness... I really don't know where I offended you...

And...I can't beat you...you just let me go? "

He felt that all the muscles and bones were falling apart, and he couldn't lift his strength at all.

"Itchy hands, practice hands." Di Jiuque spit out four words indifferently, cherishing words like gold.

Nie Zhao felt even more bitter in his heart, "How can I train you..."

Di Jiuque's phoenix eyes cast a cold glance at him, and moved his fingers, "This deity likes to bully the weak."

Nie Zhao: "..." With your strength, who is not weak in front of you? He has to bully such a poor man with degraded strength!

Di Jiuque raised his eyelids lazily and looked at him, "Aren't you very handy at bullying the weak during the day?"

This is the longest sentence Di Jiuque said to Nie Zhao!

Nie Zhao suddenly felt as if he had caught something!

He said how this scene is so familiar! Isn't this exactly what he used to deal with those two little monsters in the morning?

Could it be that... those two little monsters have something to do with this venerable lord?

Nie Zhao was suddenly frightened by his own thoughts. If those two little monsters could really be related to the respect of the City Lord of Fengyun City, how could they come to a small academy in the lower realm to practice?

There are obviously better resources on Shengyuan Continent for them to squander!

"You...you know Yun Qingyan and Ji Siwen?" Nie Zhao asked cautiously.

Feng Liao heard the name of his own emperor's wife with sharp ears.

I couldn't help but silently hold tears of sympathy for Nie Zhao, and injured his favorite daughter-in-law. Only now did I realize that I had hit someone who shouldn't be hit?

Di Jiuque looked at Nie Zhao with cold eyes. From those deep and mysterious eyes, Nie Zhao couldn't see any emotion, so he couldn't guess what he was thinking.

However, the other party did not deny it, which is already very imaginative.

Nie Zhao felt a chill in his heart.

Didn't he just want to fight with the two juniors on a whim? Why did you provoke such a nasty King of Hell?

Although he accidentally broke out all his strength and injured both of them at the end, he also suffered a lot during the day. Part of his scalp was shaved off by the little girl's knife, and his face in front of the new batch of freshmen All lost!

The hair on his head doesn't know when it will grow back.

"There is still half a column of incense." Di Jiuque glanced at the incense column and said coldly.

Nie Zhao simply pretended to be dead and lay motionless on the ground—he couldn't move anyway.

Seeing Nie Zhao's dead pig not afraid of boiling water, Di Jiuque raised his red lips and snorted coldly, then clenched his fists and hit Nie Zhao again!

"Pfft!" Nie Zhao spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

Nie Zhao understood, no matter whether he resisted or stood up, this venerable master would beat him up for a stick of incense!

And if he pretended to be dead, he would be beaten even worse!

Even when he beat him with his bare hands before, the opponent didn't use all his strength!

"Bah." With a few broken teeth, Nie Zhao tried to stand up and ran towards Di Jiuque again.

Immediately after.

"boom!"

"stand up!"

"boom!"

"Get up!" The sound of heavy objects falling and icy orders kept ringing. Fortunately, Feng Liao had arranged a barrier around Nie Zhao's yard in advance to prevent the energy from spilling out. Energy fluctuations are attracted!

In the constant falling and falling, Nie Zhao spent the most painful, embarrassing and unforgettable night in his life.

Just when Di Jiuque's fist was about to hit Nie Zhao's face again, Nie Zhao opened his teeth with more than half of his teeth missing, and showed an extremely ugly and flattering smile, "Mian... Your Majesty, a stick of incense... arrive……"

Di Jiuque phoenix glanced at the incense stick, and the raised fist seemed to fall, just when Nie Zhao thought he was about to escape, "Ow!"

A desolate scream!