However, fear also has its benefits, and it can be better controlled in the future. Qiu Yu is obviously not easy to control! Jin Ping'er said calmly: "You don't have to be too afraid. When Mr. Qin of Lieyundao swore allegiance to me, he also took the Yunhai Fructus Pill. Isn't it safe? As long as you don't betray me, you will naturally have no worries about your life. Don't waste your time, hurry up and take medicine."

The last sentence made Qiu Yu almost laugh out loud, but he held it in front of him. He glanced at Jin Ping'er's charming face and then looked down at her graceful body. He felt that the other party was like Pan Jinlian and had an extremely vicious heart. Liu Xianxiong, who was kneeling, was like Wu Dalang, and his fate was worrying!

Liu Xianxiong became more and more surprised, and his confusing eyes subconsciously looked at Qin Cheng, but when he saw the old guy dodging his eyes, he understood that what the old woman said was true. Qin Cheng, the ancestor of Yunlan Palace, also took this pill to save his life. Then they were as good as brothers and brothers who had fought to the death. No one could escape, so they could only bear it.

"Okay, I'll take it..." He said this with great difficulty. The Zhongyi Alliance leader opened his mouth. Jin Ping'er casually bounced his fingers. In fact, he used spiritual power to carry the pills into his mouth and even reached his abdomen, making him unable to resist. After all, he took the poison pill and could be completely controlled.

Feeling the pills in his stomach, Liu Xianxiong felt cold all over his body as if he was falling into an ice cellar, and he almost collapsed on the ground. However, after this, fear was useless, so he could only say, "Thank you for the grace of the Queen."

Jin Ping'er smiled sweetly, "As long as you are obedient, get up." She looked around, her eyes swept across the gold, silver and jewelry buried with her, and couldn't help but feel greedy, and ordered: "Collection of all the treasures, and I will take them all away."

A group of old men were nominally VIP guests, but in fact they were all under this woman's subordinates. After hearing the order, they did not dare to neglect them. They rushed over, picked up jewelry and other items on the ground, and put them in the coffin again so that they could be taken away easily.

Qiu Yu also wanted to go over to help, but Jin Ping'er reached out and said to him with a smile: "Baby disciple, they can do this kind of rough work. How can you be willing to use you? Now that I have obtained the Dragon Stone, I have to count on you to open the God Palace. Let's rest for the two of us."

Jin Ping'er became increasingly rare for this boy's ability and personality, and she felt a little uncontrollable. She leaned her head and kissed Qiu Yu's cheek, leaving a red lip mark. The boy's skin was very white, so the lip mark was very eye-catching and clearly visible.

Then more than a dozen old men turned the tomb into the sky like hungry wolf. All the valuable burial objects were plundered, and they were shining in the coffin, dazzling them, but no one dared to hide them privately. One was afraid of Jin Ping'er's cruelty, fearing that he would be caught and encounter unexpected problems. The other was staying in Qianmeimen every day, with delicious food and good food, and with beauty, what's the use of money?

Jin Ping'er was very satisfied with the performance of the old guys and waved her hand. The coffin weighing tens of thousands of pounds flew up and was also taken into the ring. She said enthusiastically: "Let's go out and go back to the Death Desert, and prepare to open the God Palace."

The woman stretched out her arm and put it on Qiu Yu's arm, returning along the same path as if she was a queen. Qin Cheng and Liu Xianxiong were mixed among the old men and followed Jin Ping'er and left, relatively speechless.

After a while, a group of people came outside the tomb, appeared in the soil through the dark river water again, and then went upwards, returning with a full load.

However, there were uninvited guests on the ground. The golden ship landed in the valley. There was another huge flying magic weapon next to it, which was extremely dazzling for the eagle that was as bright as blood, and it also exuded a breath of death.

This is a blood-soul eagle, and it is also a rare object. There is a platform surrounded by railings on its back, and dozens of strong men stand. Many female disciples on the golden ship are all controlled. The hundreds of fierce men are captured. The female disciples of Qianmeimen are all tied up by ropes. They are so beautiful that they become prisoners. They stand together in a quiet state, including Yuting and Ruan Linzhu, and Xuesha who have been tied up before, all become prisoners.

The throne on the platform is still shining, but it is replaced by someone else. It is the young girl who is in her prime. Her facial features are delicate and flawless. There is a red beauty mole on the corner of her mouth on her white face, adding a different style. Her concave and convex body is covered with a coupled color skirt, which outlines the perfect curves. She is a stunning woman, like a fairy descending to the mortal world.

The young woman looked ahead with a frosty face. Four mysterious men stood on both sides of the throne. The left head was a gray-haired old woman. Her walnut patterns on her face squeezed into a gap, but she was faintly shining with a shimmer. Her hunched body was covered with patches of ragged clothes, and she held a dark stick in her left hand, like an old woman begging for food.

The other one is dressed like a butcher, with a big waist and a round waist, a slim face and a disgusting face. Her strong body is tied with a leather apron, and her exposed arms are strong and powerful. She looks like a martial artist, but it is actually not as simple as this.

There were also two old men standing on the right, one of whom had a slander-headed and rat-headed head, with a thin figure, a goatee-beard on his jaw, and a cunning look in his small eyes, giving people a deep sense of scheming. The old man next to him was as tall and strong as a black iron tower, with a naturally purple face, a lion-nosed and tiger-headed eyes, and was wearing a purple robe, and his appearance alone was enough to be daunting.

More than a dozen other elderly people stood under the platform, with a majestic expression and awe-inspiring look, and they looked like they were not ordinary people.

Among the many female disciples of Qianmei Sect, Yuting and Ruan Linzhu have the highest cultivation level. As the Rongpo strongman, they also want to fight back when the evil people control them. After all, the island master led the VIP to the ground and may not be able to return soon. However, the masters of these evil people who came here were already controlled before they could use their cultivation. Other female disciples were even more difficult to resist, and the people on the ship became captives.

The eyes of the young woman on the throne flashed across the many prisoners. The first thing she noticed was Xuesha, or the first time she saw a woman with such an exotic style, she felt that the other woman had white skin and noble temperament, as unique as the snow lotus on an iceberg. Moreover, unlike other women, this girl was tied up before and had a bleak face, which meant she had been persecuted long ago.

The woman's eyes fell on Xuesha. Even though she was arrogant and beautiful, she felt that this woman was not inferior at all. She was puzzled and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you, why are you tied up before?"
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