Chapter 1488 It's Too Late To Say Anything
"Sect master, I\'m willing to accept you as the sect master and lead the Qiu family back to the sect. Please save my life, please." This time, Qiu gaohe was really in pain from being beaten up, and he was also scared. Seeing that his old life would sooner or later be lost in ye Qianhe\'s hands if this continued, he desperately rushed out, rolling and crawling towards Ling Chuxi. As he ran, he cried for help.
Ling Chuxi\'s face was filled with black lines. The Qiu family and the SU family had been fighting for hundreds of years. For the position of sect master, Qiu gaohe would do anything. Even when he was scared out of his wits by her itching powder just now, he did not lower his head. Who knew that he would compromise so quickly?
How did that saying go? right, one thing has its weakness, and the wicked needs to be tortured by the wicked!
This Qiu gaohe\'s most suitable method was simple and brutal.
Under everyone\'s dumbfounded gazes, Qiu gaohe cried and howled as he threw himself in front of Ling Chuxi. His face had long since been changed beyond recognition. Mud, mixed with blood and tears, was all over his head and face. It was really too horrible to look at.
Even su Yanhua and the others sucked in a breath of cold air. They had thought that they had been ruthless enough, but ye Qianhe was even more ruthless. They had thought that he had truly turned over a new leaf and was going to become a saint, but now they knew that he had hidden his true strength.
"Cough, cough, my heart was set on the bright moon, but the bright moon shone on the ditch. "This old man\'s heart was originally for good, but there are some people in this world who are stubborn, so I can only be an evil person for once. As the saying goes, if I don\'t go to hell, who will?" seeing the fearful eyes of the surrounding people, ye Qianhe, who wanted to be a Saint, felt depressed and sighed with a sad face.
"Alright, alright, keep an eye on him, don\'t let him run away." Ling Chuxi\'s scalp went numb and she almost vomited. He was too shameless. He could even say such words. If he really wanted to go to hell, based on what he had done in the past, it wouldn\'t be enough even if he went a thousand times. However, forget it. It was better to admit one\'s mistake and change. Let this guy do more good deeds in the future, and treat it as accumulating virtue to make amends for his past actions.
"Yes, Lord sect master." Ye Qianhe put his hands behind his back and continued to pretend to be a Saint, guarding Qiu gaohe.
In terms of strength, Qiu gaohe wasn\'t his match, and in terms of poison, ye Qianhe was quite skilled. In any case, in Qiu gaohe\'s current state, he wouldn\'t be able to escape.
The final support of the seven stars sect and the bright moon sect had been easily subdued by Ling Chuxi. Du Yiwen\'s heart had already fallen to the bottom of the valley. After all his calculations, he had still missed out on the Golden core sect.
Before this, who would have thought that a newly-established sect would have such confidence? not only did everyone have the ability to defeat enemies above their level, they even had the assistance of the blood Beast sect. They had actually managed to summon two daemon Kings, and the so-called poison expert they had placed their hopes on was actually a disciple of the Golden core sect. Before he could even come up with a plan, he had been beaten up like a flower. Just looking at how Qiu gaohe was begging for mercy, not only did he lose face, he even lost his pride.
Unfortunately, it was too late to say anything.