"What's the matter, you're not going to explain clearly?"
Ling Feng's palm exerted a slight force, and with a cracking sound, Qin Wuyang's shoulder blade shattered directly.
"Ah!"
A miserable scream echoed, Qin Wuyang was drenched in sweat, panting heavily: "I... I have a foul mouth, I talk nonsense, Ling Shixiong, you... You mustn't take it seriously!"
"Still unwilling to tell the truth, huh?"
Ling Feng shook his head, somewhat regrettably: "I gave you a chance, but unfortunately, you didn't cherish it."
"What... what do you mean?"
Qin Wuyang's eyelids twitched suddenly, staring at Ling Feng, the next moment, his pupils contracted suddenly.
In an instant, he suddenly discovered that in Ling Feng's eyes, there seemed to be a strange divine pattern, swimming like a Yin Yang Fish, and then, his mind lost its guard, the Sea of Consciousness was forcibly invaded by a Divine Sense.
"Since you won't speak, I have to take it myself."
