Quick Wear: The White-Eyed Wolf Punishment Plan

Outside the screen, Yan Siqing raised his eyebrows slightly. What a pity, this stupid bird will never have this opportunity again.

Emperor Zhenhua staggered and raised a weak finger to point at Yan Siqing, "You, you knew that Wanzhang Demon Lord had escaped, right? You let him escape just for this, right?"

Yan Siqing: "What else? Letting his soul return to his homeland will be a great merit for me~"

As he said this, he pointed at the bloody scene of the food being eaten with a forced smile.

"Didn't this stupid bird claim to be the Lord of the Demon Realm? Didn't he say that all the demons in the Demon Realm are trash and not to be feared? Did he ever expect such a result? Hahaha!"

Yan Siqing laughed wildly and happily!

The next second, all the immortals except Emperor Zhenhua were grabbed into the air and brought to the sacrificial altar.

“One by one is too slow.”

Just one sentence, as if explaining to these immortals why they were all swarmed onto the altar for sacrifice, and also as if giving a final ultimatum - she had had enough of revenge~

Just as she was about to control the thunder from the sky, Emperor Zhenhua stood in front of her.

"Yan Siqing, you've already taken revenge on everyone you wanted to take revenge on, isn't that enough?"

Yan Siqing put on a smiling face: "What are you talking about, Emperor? I am anxious to revive the God of War~"

As he said this, he directly attracted thunder from the sky.

The entire sacrificial altar was filled with the screams of the immortals, as if they were being tortured slowly. These thunders were not as powerful as the black and purple thunders.

The immortal on the sacrificial altar endured endless pain of flesh and blood, but his soul did not die.

But the noisy screams were even more frightening.

Emperor Zhenhua couldn't bear it any longer at this moment, so he took a big step to Yan Siqing, and said righteously, "If you don't stop, I will die with the baby in my belly!"

As he said this, he channeled all the spiritual power in his body into his dantian. At this moment, he was not acting, he was really determined to die. However, he also had the ugly thought of letting the child die with him, letting Yan Siqing be immersed in the pain of losing his child for the rest of his life.

Yan Si snorted coldly, freed one hand, pinched the neck of Emperor Zhenhua in mid-air, and slowly lifted him up.

"I wanted to keep you for a few more days, but since you want to die, I will grant your wish!"

"If I die, you won't have an easy life either. I will take this child with me!"

As he said this, he was about to explode.

"Is that so~" Yan Siqing raised his eyebrows slightly, and the next second, he used his divine power to control it.

Let this Zhenhua God lie flat in the air.

Everyone watched as Emperor Zhenhua's belly grew larger inch by inch, until it was like a pregnant woman in her tenth month.

"Yan Siqing, what on earth did you do to me!" Emperor Zhenhua's head was covered in sweat from the pain.

Yan Siqing ignored him and continued with his own operations.

"Ah!" Emperor Zhenhua screamed, and the next moment, the cry of a baby resounded throughout the sky.

At this time, Emperor Zhenhua was like an empty shell, without a trace of divine power.

Yan Siqing used his divine power to protect the child and held the original owner's treasure in his arms.

The still-breathing Emperor Zhenhua was thrown into the sacrificial altar to be punished by thunder along with the group of immortals.

After finishing everything, Yan Siqing ignored the miserable cries of those people and protected the child back to the original owner's bedroom.

It is said that the screams from the altar lasted for two whole days, each one more heart-wrenching but weaker than the last.

It can be seen what kind of torture the people who uttered these screams suffered before they died.

But from now on, no one will know about this.

No one would know that there once existed such a group of inferior immortals, and no one would know that there was once someone who severely taught a lesson to this group of people who only talk but do nothing and take advantage of others.

Yan Siqing resurrected the God of War Yue Ze according to the previous plan, and also told her what those people in the Ninth Heaven did to save her.

Yue Ze, the God of War, sneered: "If they really cared about me that much, they wouldn't have let me fight hundreds of thousands of demons alone outside the Heavenly Gate."

"Resurrecting this god sounds good, but it's just because they are afraid of the invasion of the Demon Realm. They are powerless to protect themselves."

Yue Ze, the God of War, spoke calmly, and then looked at Yan Siqing, "Although they deserved to die, my duty as a god still remains. Now that I have been resurrected, I will definitely continue to protect the Ninth Heaven."

After saying this, he sighed again and looked into the distance with melancholy, "I hope that the immortals who ascend to heaven in the future will not do such a thing again."

"I will," Yan Siqing said to comfort her and left.

Afterwards, Yan Siqing returned the body to its original owner. The original owner looked at the child in her arms, then looked at Yan Siqing, tears in her eyes.

Yan Siqing didn't want to hear her words of gratitude, so he took the lead in saying what he wanted to say.

"Now your child has absorbed all of Emperor Zhenhua's immortal power. In the future, she will be the emperor of the Ninth Heaven. I hope you can guide her well.

Let the Nine Heavens never repeat the same mistakes, and let those immortals shoulder their responsibilities. "

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Siqing's soul disappeared directly in front of the original owner.

The future little emperor, who had always been well-behaved and quiet, suddenly started crying.

The original owner held her and walked quickly out of the hall, looking up, as if saying goodbye to Yan Siqing.