"F * ck!"
Li Qinghe let out a strange cry. His expression became extremely twisted and strange as he scratched his body desperately.
He had no choice. It wasn't that his willpower wasn't strong, but it was just that the itch was unbearable. He really couldn't help it.
Lin Yi blinked.
This fatty's crime was actually so light?
The scene looked a little comical and embarrassing, but if the other party was just itching, it meant that at least in the judgment logic of the Scepter of Evil, Li Qinghe's crime was so minor that it was almost negligible compared to the previous few who died tragically.
As one of the ten great sinful sects, the City Lord of the Long-lived City, even if such a person was not the most evil of all evil, it was impossible for him to be a good person.
In this way, although Li Qinghe was not as pure as Ye Chen, he could still be considered a pearl among the villains.
"Siha! S... F * ck!"
