"What you said is not very objective.
Comparatively speaking, I am more capable of protecting myself than the two of you.
What you say is so nice.
Is it interesting to help yourself?"
An Qing also tortured the man in black.
I don't have any good impressions at all.
Seeing the two of them in this situation and making every move, I feel very boring.
The man in black lowered his head in shock.
It was because of the harsh punishment in gray.
He couldn't bear An Qing's harsh words and curled his lips and said: "Yes, you are powerful.
You are so powerful.
You can't get out, right?"
An Qing stared at the torture, and the disdain on his face became more serious: "I can't get out because of someone.
If no one stopped me at the beginning, I'm afraid I would have gone out by now."
He said again He sneered.
When Yan Xing heard An Qing mention this matter again, he glanced in the direction of Feng Baobao unconsciously, lowered his head with some guilt, and did not dare to argue anymore.
"I know that we wanted your help out of consideration for our face, but we deliberately found ourselves on the steps.
But you can also see the situation in this car.
Are you going to watch those people die like that?"
The man in black clenched his fists and slowly raised his head, but his face was still red.
He obviously mustered up the courage to say these words to An Qing again.
He also felt very embarrassed.
"Others, what do others have to do with me?
You care about others so much.
Why did you kill me in the first place?
Am I not a human being?"
What An Qing hates the most is that if you have the ability, you should do whatever you want.
So, what if I have the ability?
Do I owe you something if I have the ability?
"Those are human lives.
How could you waste human lives?
I see that you are successful in practice and have extraordinary talents.
Didn't your master's family tell you what it means to do nothing?"
The man in black was not convinced.
An Qing frowned and scolded with a bit of anger on his face.
An Qing had a spiritual protective cover, and she could see clearly inside.
Although the man in black and Yan Xing were constantly mobilizing their spiritual power to fight against their resentment, they were still eroded little by little, so at this time Men will become more and more angry.
As for the torture in gray clothes, he was already furious because of his resentment.
He pulled the man in black hard and said: "Why should I beg her?
As long as we take out the magic weapon you brought out, we can absorb her spiritual power." , when things start to change, I don’t believe we can’t break this situation.”
The man in black was hesitant, but the torturer in gray kept encouraging him, while An Qing hugged her shoulders and watched the two people's actions with interest.
As for the magic weapon, she didn't care at all.
You know, An Qing has done Xianxia missions.
She still has many Xianxia interface treasures collected in her space.
How can she be frightened by the treasures these two people talk about?
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She is just a little curious.
"You are stubborn.
For the sake of these people's lives, don't blame me."
Under the persuasion of the torturer, the man in black thought, took out something the size of a compass from his arms, and then used up all the spiritual power in his body. , poured into it The compass, which was originally a metallic color, emitted golden light after the man in black and Yan Yan injected spiritual power into it, and flew upwards quickly.
The two of them controlled the compass and pointed it at An Qing.
It can be said that the man in black and Yan Xing had no good intentions since they asked An Qing for help.
This compass consumes a lot of spiritual energy, and the two of them may not be able to control it, so they took up An Qing's idea.
They didn't want An Qing to do anything.
Ignore this issue.
At this time, the man in black and Yan Xing controlled the compass to point at An Qing, but they wanted to forcibly absorb the spiritual power in An Qing's body, and then let him absorb the resentment in the car. tgt ttrgt: