The Evil Emperor Chasing His Wife: The Heaven-defying Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 659 Late 9
Later, just in case, the God Emperor tried his best to find out Yunshang's birthplace, and then sent people to the Sea Blue Continent to look for it.

It's just that they searched for many years but couldn't find it. In the end, they could only exterminate all the people of the Hailan tribe. They would rather kill ten thousand by mistake than let one go.

Before this, he didn't understand that she was just a little girl, why would the God Emperor be afraid, even if she really came to take revenge, with their strength, how could they not be able to kill her?
But now...

The god general looked at Nan Lingge with an angry face in front of him, and looked at him with hatred on his face, and suddenly felt that the god emperor was right to fear her back then.

It was because he was so naive that he regarded Nan Lingge as an ant, thinking that ants would not be able to shake the big tree.

But in fact, Nan Lingge is not an ant, shaking the big tree seems to be an easy task in her eyes.

With a wry smile, the god general knew that Nan Lingge would not let him go, his whole body was already tormented by the pain, so he tried his best to say, "Give me a good time..."

Nan Lingge sneered, wiped away the tears on his face, and agreed to the general's request without hesitation: "Okay..."

The god general was taken aback, he just said casually that he wanted her to make his death easier, but he didn't expect that she would really agree.

however……

The corner of Nan Lingge's mouth twitched into a demonic smile, and he took out a small transparent bottle from the space ring, which contained a sky blue liquid.

"Using the leaves of Fei Xiyan's snow fan to torture you can last a long time, but I have a lot of things to do, and it's a pity that I can't watch you being tortured to death every day, so I don't use this method. I don't want to forgive you so easily, so..."

Said, Nanling sang the porcelain bottle in Yang's hand: "This is called sulfuric acid, it can help you destroy corpses, and I made it. It won't kill you all at once, and it won't be like a fan leaf." Torturing you for too long, an hour is just right, isn't it?"

Nan Lingge smiled cruelly, and the god general nodded in accordance with Nan Lingge's words. For an hour, whether it is long or short, even if it is the same pain, it is much better than the endless torture of Fan Ye.

"You agree?"

Nan Lingge looked at the general with weird eyes. Sulfuric acid is something that destroys corpses... What a wonderful thing, he easily agreed.

"...Yes,...I...I choose sulfuric acid..." Shen Jiang said with a pale face and trembling lips.

Bai Shaoqian and the others shook their heads lightly. They were really ignorant. After seeing little sister Nanlingge make this bottle of potion, they saw its special effects with their own eyes...

Nan Lingge listened, came forward with a slight smile, uncorked the bottle, tilted the bottle, and poured the liquid in the bottle on the feet of the general in a condescending posture.

"Zi...Zi...Zi..."

The sizzling sound was accompanied by a burning smell. Nan Lingge wrinkled his nose and took two steps back.

"Ah...ah..."

God wailed in pain. His shoes had been corroded by sulfuric acid, and the surface of his feet had been exposed to sulfuric acid.

It is spreading...

"How does the taste compare to the fan leaves?" Nan Lingge narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Is it ecstasy? Huh?"

There was a sense of pleasure after revenge in the voice.

(End of this chapter)