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Yang Qinghe: “… …”

It hurts, I don’t want to talk!

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Although Yang Qinghe was injured by the thunder, the spiritual energy on his thunder talisman was not enough.

Lin Qingyin squatted down with the fireball on her hand next to Yang Qinghe, and looked at him with interest: “Are you going to speak yourself or let me judge you?”

Yang Qinghe endured the excruciating pain and moved his head with all his might. He said with a miserable cry in his voice: “I will say it, I will say it. Master, I will say whatever you want to ask, okay?”

“You’re quite knowledgeable about your current affairs.” Lin Qingyin distinguished the fireball with her hand and asked directly: “What are you planning to achieve by deceiving other people to give their children to you?”

Yang Qinghe’s eyes flashed with guilt and quickly made up excuses in his mind. Lin Qingyin saw that he was not honest and released spiritual energy to put pressure on him directly.

Feeling the powerful momentum pressing him down, Yang Qinghe was so frightened that his face turned white.

To put it bluntly, their wicked and crooked way was related to cultivating. This world had very low spiritual energy, so it was very difficult to cultivate in the right way. So people like them who had bad minds have a lot of crooked ideas, such as stealing others’ luck, stealing people’s death energy, stealing people’s souls, or even stealing people with special physiques. After refining such a special person into medicinal pills, their cultivation will improve.

But after all, this was not the world of cultivation, there was very little information about cultivation methods. Lin Qingyin has been in this world for two years, and she has also encountered many evil cultivators. Those who have used drastic means have a higher level. But like Yang Qinghe, because their cultivation method was not accurate and sinister, he acquired yin energy in his body.

In Yang Qinghe’s eyes, the person he met once before, who can set off flames without a talisman, was the most powerful master he had ever seen. But even that master doesn’t have the same domineering aura as Lin Qingyin and he was not as scary as this girl.

Yang Qinghe knew that he had met a real expert. He felt regretful and wanted to cry. He never thought that he, who was cautious all his life and only wanted to do a big job after reaching old age, will kick an iron plate that was as thick as ten meters. He had no other thoughts right now but to die.

After turning over from the ground, Yang Qinghe wanted to get up, but the pressure pressed him so hard that he couldn’t even lift his head. Yang Qinghe gave up the struggle. He stayed lying on the ground and honestly explained: “I like the yang energy in that kid, I want to use him to refine medicinal pills to improve my cultivation.”

Wang Yin suddenly took a deep breath. Although Lin Qingyin had already told her that the old man had no good intentions, she didn’t expect this dead old man to be so vicious. He actually wanted to turn her son into a medicinal pill? Zheng Guanglei’s hand also clenched into a fist. If he hadn’t seen Yang Qinghe lying on the ground half-dead, he would have to beat him severely.

Wang Yin and Zheng Guanglei were both angry, while Old Lady Zheng was shocked and in disbelief. She rushed over a few steps and asked in a sharp voice: “Didn’t you tell me that my grandson won’t live too long? You actually lied to me?”

Yang Qinghe curled his lips a little aggrieved: “Actually, I didn’t lie to you. Even if your grandson doesn’t die in my hands, he will be killed by the yang energy in his body sooner or later. It’s better to let me use him.”

When Zheng Guanglei heard this, he quickly stretched out his hands and covered Guoguo’s ears. He doesn’t want him to hear these nonsense words.