Just as Su Yi was about to start the interrogation, the [Intelligent Chariot] suddenly said, "Su Yi, another flying vehicle from the Mogao tribe is coming."

"After the younger one is beaten, here comes the older one? Will Calabash Brothers save grandpa?" Su Yi raised his eyebrows and gave up the interrogation.

Because the interrogation process would inevitably torture Xing Feifei, and in this way, Xing Feifei would definitely die.

And if they leave one life behind, they can use it to threaten the Mogao people, leaving them with a lot of room for maneuver.

Su Yi hesitated for a moment, then asked the [Intelligent Tank], "No. 2, how many people are coming from the other side?"

The [Intelligent Chariot] immediately said, “Only one person.”

Su Yi smiled.

Although the Mogao people are powerful, their brains may not be very good.

If only one person comes at a time, doesn't that mean they are just here to deliver food?

Three minutes later, a flying vehicle came from a distance.

After landing, a middle-aged Mogao tribe member walked out, exuding a violent aura.

"This guy is quite strong." Su Yi muttered secretly.

The middle-aged Mogao tribesman glanced towards Su Yi. When he saw Xing Feifei lying on the ground, he roared angrily like a volcano about to erupt: "You dare to hurt my daughter Xing Ao, do you lowly people want to die?"

Su Yi's face suddenly darkened, and he snorted coldly: "Who the hell do you think you are! Who gave you the courage to bark?"

No matter who it is, as long as they insult the human race, he will not allow it.

Xing Ao's eyes widened and he stared at Su Yi, "Boy, do you want to die?"

"Just you?" Su Yi sneered, then took out the Xuantian Soul-Slaying Sword and placed it on Xing Feifei's neck, sneering, "Why don't you try to yell?"

"You dare?" Xing Ao was furious, and a layer of murderous aura surged from his body, sweeping towards Su Yi like a wave.

Su Yi was not affected at all. With his eyes narrowed, he said coldly, "Do you think I dare?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Xuantian Soul-Slaying Sword pierced directly into Xing Feifei's thigh.

All I heard was a puff.

Xing Feifei's thigh was pierced instantly.

When Su Yi pulled out the Xuantian Soul-Slaying Sword, a stream of blood spurted out from the wound.

"You..." Xing Ao was furious. He clenched his hands together so tightly that they creaked, and flames of anger burned in his eyes.

If Xing Feifei was not in Su Yi's hands, making him cautious, he would definitely rush up and grind Su Yi to ashes.

Su Yi glanced at Xing Ao and asked provocatively, "Are you still crazy?"

Xing Ao gritted his teeth, resisting the urge to kill, and snorted coldly, "Human, as long as you let my daughter go, I will forgive you! Otherwise, if you anger me, the consequences will not be something you can bear!"

"Just let him go just because you say so? Don't I have any face?" Su Yi laughed.

"What do you want?" Xing Ao snorted with a gloomy face.

Su Yi's mind turned slightly, and he said lightly: "It's not impossible to let her go, but you must give me satisfactory compensation."

We have already formed a mortal feud with the Mogao people, and we will definitely not let them go.

The reason for saying this is simple, to take advantage of the opportunity to gain some benefits.

"You hurt my daughter and you want compensation from me?" Xing Ao's eyes were as cold as ice.

Su Yi held the Xuantian Soul-Slaying Sword and gestured at Xing Feifei, then said calmly, "I think it's OK."

"Don't do it!" Xing Ao was scared and shouted, "What compensation do you want?"