Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 728: Tolerating a Person Like Tolerating an Eagle

In the dark secret room, the Fourth Prince cried miserably.

He cried, tempted, and even began to count the top treasures in his treasure trove.

In addition to various top-level rare items, there are also various spiritual weapons and treasures, and even clues about the dragon vein treasures of the Great Zhou Dynasty!

In the void, Song Ciwan listened quietly, but he was mostly unbelieving.

Not only did she not believe it, she even found it a little funny.

This is a mythological world, not an ordinary ancient world.

In the mythological world, every cultivator with a certain fortune has a magical storage device on him. Who wouldn’t carry some truly top-notch treasures with them and keep them in a warehouse?
Song Ci believed that there were spiritual weapons in the Fourth Prince's warehouse.

Song Ciwan also believed in six-star and seven-star spiritual materials.

As for the large amount of low-level spiritual materials and magical instruments and treasures, including Yuan beads and so on, there must be mountains of them in the warehouse, there is no doubt about that.

But the spiritual treasure... Haha, if there really was a spiritual treasure, wouldn't the Fourth Prince quickly refine it and use it to protect himself?

The same applies to some top-level rare objects. So the reason why Song Ciwan stopped and did not rush to kill the Fourth Prince was definitely not because he was tempted by the so-called "treasure" mentioned by the Fourth Prince, but for other reasons.

She was not in a hurry to show up, just waiting for the Fourth Prince to cry and beg in a desperate manner.

This prince has a completely different style from the third prince, Prince Yun. Prince Yun is the type who will never bow his head until his death, while the fourth prince has no burden at all and cries when he needs to cry and kneels when he needs to kneel.

One can tell at a glance that this person had cried and knelt many times in front of his father, the emperor.

No wonder Prince Yun has built a palace outside for many years. The Fourth Prince clearly has his own fiefdom, but he can often stay in the capital and not go out.

The Fourth Prince cried and begged for a while, but seeing that Song Ciwan, who was hiding somewhere unknown, did not make any movement, he immediately tried to launch a life-and-death escape.

boom--!
The escape technique was interrupted again. This time, the Fourth Prince not only hit a wall, he even felt like he had hit a mountain that was pressing down on him.

Ding Ding Deng!
The fourth prince fell backwards again, spurting blood from his mouth.

At the same time, there are also groups of human desires rolling in: [Human desires, the anger, fear, and resentment of the scholars in the Haoran realm, three catties and nine ounces, can be sold. ]

[Human desires, the pain, anxiety, and resentment of the scholars in the Haoran realm, four pounds and three ounces, can be sold. ]

【Human desire...】

The fourth prince is a scholar in the Haoran realm!

The Haoran Realm is only one step below the great scholar in the Zhijue Realm, and is equivalent to the earthly immortal among the immortal cultivators.

This cultivation level is not weak, but compared to the current Song Ciwan, it is like an ant lying on the ground.

The seal of the Great Zhou royal family on the fourth prince's waist was emitting a faint light, protecting his chest for a breath. He fell to the corner of the wall, and for a moment he seemed to be dead.

For a moment, the only sound in the air was the Fourth Prince's faint and dying breathing.

For a long time, Song Ciwan remained silent.

She didn't make a sound, but she was always there. In the dark room, there was a huge pressure spreading invisibly. In this small space, it seemed as if there were countless mountains.

These mountains surrounded the Fourth Prince from all directions. They didn't kill him or try him, but they also didn't allow him to leave or resist.

The mountains just stood and stared silently. The silenter the sound, the more terrifying it was.

Song Ciwan's actions were like training an eagle.

She wanted to wait until the Fourth Prince collapsed on his own initiative. Of course, Song Ciwan was not just waiting for nothing. She didn't want to waste too much time, so she used the weakened version of the Void Magic Sword invisibly.

The inner demons were vaguely floating in the air, until thousands of evil thoughts surged like waves. The Fourth Prince, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, could no longer hold back. He turned over, crawled to the corner with difficulty, and sat up against a wall.

Then he raised his hand to wipe the large amount of blood from his lips, and smiled bitterly with a bleak face: "Fairy Song, if you want to kill me or cut me up, please give me a quick death? Or if Fairy Song doesn't want to kill me, or if you have something to ask, just ask.

If I know anything, I will answer you. I only ask Fairy Song not to torture me any more. Killing people is not enough, so why should Fairy do that? "

[Human desires, the pain, despair, and resentment of the scholars in the Haoran realm, three catties and six ounces, can be sold.]

Song Ciwan still didn't answer, but the mountains in the void seemed to be advancing vaguely.

The fourth prince just felt panicky and breathless.

Obviously, with his level of cultivation, he didn't need to breathe externally, but he just felt that breathing was difficult, as if his entire living space was compressed again.

He covered his chest and began to breathe more heavily.

But it was no use. He felt that the more he gasped, the more difficult it became to breathe. His head felt dizzy and his vision was blurry.

He seemed to be standing in a dark secret room, or floating in an endless abyss.

There were countless faces in the abyss, some familiar, some unfamiliar, some very far away from him, and some very close to him, rushing towards him with bared fangs and claws, hissing and screaming.

The real collapse only happens at this moment.

The fourth prince screamed. He jumped, arched his back, covered his ears, and closed his eyes while yelling, "No, don't come over here! Uncle, help me..."

"No, you are so bold! How dare you rebel against your superiors and assassinate me?"

"Ah... let me go, let me go, please let me go, it's none of my business, I don't want to harm you, it's my uncle, it's my uncle who said that the beliefs of the untouchables can be harvested! Go find him, go find him, don't look for me!"

"Ahhh!"

He screamed and he cried.

He watched helplessly in the endless abyss as a pair of hands reached out to him, stripped off his skin like stripping off clothes, and lit a sky lantern above his head...

This was a form of torture he loved to use when torturing prisoners in the past.

When torture was being carried out and he was a bystander or executioner, he only felt it was extremely novel and exciting. But when he became the victim, he understood why people would want to die when they are in extreme fear and pain.

No, at this moment, he didn't even have the thought of wanting to die.

Because his mind was completely occupied by pain and fear, he could no longer think of anything else.

……

Song Ciwan, who was standing in the void, frowned slightly. Seeing the Fourth Prince acting like this, she felt that Ling Guangwen's death was too easy.

These two should be executed in front of the people of the world just like Emperor Zhou did when he died!

The collapsed Fourth Prince only heard a cold voice faintly coming from the endless abyss: "Since you are on the verge of death, if there is someone in your family who can save you, why don't you ask him to come out?"

Yes, this is the real reason why Song Ciwan is not in a hurry to kill the Fourth Prince.

Song Ciwan heard the previous conversation between Ling Guangwen and the Fourth Prince!
Judging from what these two people said, apart from the Grand Princess, who is the True Immortal in charge of the Demon-Slaying Pass, there must be another hidden ancestor in the Great Zhou royal family.

Which ancestor is this? What is his personality like? What is his stance?
If he had the ability to turn the tide, why didn't he show up when Song Ciwan tried to kill Emperor Zhou?
Now that the Zhou Dynasty is crumbling, where is the other party?

There are many questions, each of which is worth exploring.