This is Tang Xiaobao's personality.

If you give me an inch, I will give you a yard.

If you bully me and humiliate me, I will repay you double.

Since He Qing is determined to kill him today, what else is he holding back on, and what is he worried about?

Fight back first.

Even if I die, I have to satisfy my desire to talk. I can't die in a miserable way after I'm gone.

He called He Qing a dog.

Still the kind of dog that is not loyal.

This is such a disrespectful and embarrassing statement.

For a moment, He Qing's eyes widened and he was dumbfounded.

Tang Xiaobao actually dared to scold him.

And there is no mercy at all.

Who gave him the courage?

In He Qing's opinion, since he has decided to do it himself, Tang Xiaobao is so weak, shouldn't he kneel down and beg for mercy in tears?

The script did not develop as he had envisioned.

On the contrary, Tang Xiaobao was not afraid at all and scolded him like shit.

There is only one letter difference between dog and dog shit.

Seeing his expression, Tang Xiaobao was very satisfied.

But he knew that he didn't have much time left.

He Qing is actually less than a thousand years old this year, but he is already a third-class Golden Immortal. With this level of cultivation, he is definitely a master among masters in Chijin City.

Anyone of his age who saw him would bow their heads and no one dared to disrespect him.

The strength is there, and you can't disrespect it.

If he were to take action, he would definitely be no match for Old Man Chen and would probably die a miserable death.

But that will happen later, let’s just curse first.

He Qing finally reacted. There was a strong murderous look in his eyes and his hands were clenched into fists.

It seemed that he was about to take action.

A pressure, like a mountain pressing on his heart, made it difficult for Tang Xiaobao to breathe.

But soon, He Qing calmed down again.

He actually laughed.

Looking at Tang Xiaobao, He Qing said calmly, "I don't know who gave you the courage to call me a dog, but you should have known the consequences. So, since it's a death sentence anyway, you're not afraid of me anymore, right?"

"That's right."

Tang Xiaobao did not deny it.

"But you're still wrong."

"Am I wrong? I don't think so."

"Do you think I would kill you so easily?"

He Qing shook his head. "No, I won't, because that would be too easy for you. I will let you experience despair before you die, and let you experience the feeling of living a life worse than death. I promise you will understand one thing: sometimes, death is not the most terrifying thing. Sometimes, living can be a hundred times more painful than dying."

"Kill me or chop me up, it's up to you. I won't just sit there and wait for death."

Tang Xiaobao rolled his eyes. He must have been nervous inside, but on the surface, he looked extremely calm.

"Okay, I'll do as you wish."

He Qing nodded: "Then you must be prepared."

Tang Xiaobao was concentrating.

He is on defense.

A cruel look appeared on He Qing's face.

The aura of the third-class Golden Immortal was finally released.

Suddenly, the air around seemed to be sucked out in an instant.

Tang Xiaobao felt that breathing became difficult, as if there was a mountain pressing down on his chest, making it impossible for him to breathe.

Moreover, his body seemed to be imprisoned and unable to move.

"Do you feel the breath of death?"

He Qing stood there, looking at Tang Xiaobao coldly: "It's still early, you will suffer even more in a while."

His arms were outstretched.

Tang Xiaobao's body began to slowly leave the ground and rise. After being a few feet above the ground, he stopped moving.

If you look closely, you can see that his body is still moving.

That was trembling.

His throat seemed to be locked.

His head felt swollen and painful due to lack of oxygen.

"Do you feel it?"

He Qing asked.

Tang Xiaobao opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

His face was pale, without a trace of blood.

Then, He Qingqing clenched her right fist and punched Tang Xiaobao from a distance.

boom!

Tang Xiaobao was hit and flew far away.

With a bang, he hit the wall.

Tang Xiaobao felt as if all his internal organs had been displaced, and he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Garbage is garbage, waste is waste. In my eyes, you are no better than an ant."

As He Qing spoke, he withdrew his arm.

Tang Xiaobao lay on the ground, covering his stomach with his hands.

He wanted to curse, but couldn't utter a word.

It hurts like a shrimp.

"Does it hurt?"

He Qing smiled coldly and cruelly: "This has just begun. If I want to kill you, I only need one finger to turn you into ashes, but I won't do that."

"Kill me if you can, don't whine."

Tang Xiaobao said this in a halting manner.

"Want to die? It's not that easy. I won't let you do that."

He Qing narrowed his eyes, stretched out his right hand, grabbed Tang Xiaobao from a distance, and threw him out.

boom!

Tang Xiaobao hit the courtyard wall again.

My head was bleeding and I almost died from the pain. Many bones in my body were broken.

He spat out several mouthfuls of blood again.

But he still didn't give in.

"Does it hurt?"

"I-fuck-you!"

Tang Xiaobao cursed with gritted teeth.

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