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Two shadows pierced together by knives.

Blood.

Drop by drop.

Sprinkle on the ground.

At the best of times, a deadly blow to the Southern god's Heavenly Vengeance has been unleashed, holding the snowball knife attack and stabbing position for a long time. Standing before him is Yueyang, still standing on his back. The blood stained Yueyang's clothes with red, so red...

But these are not his blood, but the blood of the Southern gods!

Drinking a snow knife, Yueyang was clamped under his armpit with his left arm, straight out of his chest, and the surface looked like a knife pierced Yueyang's body.

At the moment when the kamikaze ‘passed through', the vengeance began to regret it.

He never regretted it so much.

Trap!

The best time to strike just now was simply a deadly trap, set by the cunning enemy in front of us. The light was caught, but in any case, before the battle was over, this clever ‘redneck', which can be described as cunning, could not be beaten like a little scoundrel, beating wildly revealed blossoms, is actually a bait for a trap.

Too bad it's too late for that.

Wait till you figure it out.

The fish have greedily swallowed the bait and fallen into the net of death.

Any greed is a mistake; any mistake comes at a certain price… At that moment, the vengeance suddenly and inexplicably recalls the teachings of the teacher.

As an assassin with a knife instead of a dagger, the master said, "Not only must he disguise himself as the stupidest man in the world, but he cannot do the smartest thing in the world."

Otherwise, the cost of the bleeding!

It's too late to fully understand that!

Whether you are a knife or an assassin, you fall into an enemy's carefully set trap with only one ending.

That is… death.

Through Yueyang's right armpit, the Swallow Dragon gun penetrated through the chest of Heavenly Vengeance, straight through the back of the heart, the bloodstained gun head and barrel extended long, dripping blood from drop to drop. If it is only a heavy physical trauma, it naturally cannot cause fatal injury to a powerful man of the Divine Lord's rank, but there is a double eruption of the too inflammatory divine power hidden in the Swallow Dragon Gun and the extremely strange and hidden power of a divine vendetta. Heavenly enemies feel the soul has also been greatly traumatized. Even if they do not die and fortunately escape their lives under this divine war, they will not be able to restore their present state of affairs for thousands of years.

But will this cunning young man, who is as cold as a wolf, give him a chance to rise again?

Obviously not!

Die.

It's already a doomed ending, starting with the trap being laid.

“You, in fact, are like the gods, you are all the same people! What you really used to kill me was not a dragon gun, not too flaming, but a sword power, a sword more terrible than God's hating sword! There's no one like you out there, young man. Who the hell are you?” Vengeance of the Southern God, his eyes closely on Yueyang, now hopes to obtain a truth that will allow him to meditate before he dies.

“Answer, in your heart.” Yueyang slowly drew the Dragon Gun back.

“In my heart? ”

Heavenly enemies cover their front and rear penetrating chests with their hands, holding a snow-drinking knife and standing still.

The ground was frightened by shivering light and forgot to flee.

When he reacts, he wants to escape as a light mass.

When the head steps down.

Step his head straight into the mud sand!

Without Yueyang's permission, he wants to escape? No way!

“Uncle Vengeance.” Ji Sunshine's eyes suddenly turned red. He jumped in oblivion, holding on to the body of the Southern god's enemies, and tried to help them stop the bloodbath.

“Useless, as an assassin, I know when, what to do, and what not to do.” Heavenly Vengeance waved and prevented Ji from rescuing day after day. His greatest wound is not the body, but the soul. In that invisible soul world, there are countless too many flaming divine powers and a mysterious sword that are destroying his soul… it is merely the flesh healing, and saving it is only a piece of flesh, which does nothing. Instead, on this occasion, Heavenly Vengeance decided to give Ji Sunny his last lesson: "Death, since I chose the path of assassin, is doomed to this end. Either I kill someone, or someone else kills me. Death is just a relief for me. You don't have to be sad. ”

“No!” cried Ji Sunny's eyes.

The proud son of this central temple, usually proud of the creatures like ants, actually revealed his true love at this moment.

Heavenly Vengeance slightly sighs: “Without Uncle Heavenly Vengeance in the future, you must go on alone, not every place has a master and Uncle Heavenly Vengeance, paving every road for you. There is no place in heaven. You are going too far. If it is impossible for Master and Uncle Heaven to walk with you, then you must go alone. Every strong man is destined to be alone, just like your master! ”

Ji was trembling all day and seemed to be trying to control her emotions.

Yueyang watched with cold eyes.

He watched all of this calmly and calmly, even though Heavenly Vengeance and Ji were in a touching farewell scene.

How to find more flaws and weaknesses in the enemy is the only thing he has to do.

Ji Sunday is an enemy, not a friend.

Kindness to an enemy is cruelty to friends and loved ones!

Yue Yangning is the enemy's frightened blood butcher and does not want to be a cruel idiot to his friends and loved ones!

Whether Ji Dai is crying or laughing, he will surely kill. This Ji Dai is dying every day, then it is himself, his family and friends, that is, the children and the elderly of the entire sky tower. Ji will not die, and the Tower of Heaven will surely be razed to the ground by him and his master. Instead of pitying the crocodile tears, it's better to kill for the people!

“He is not a sand wind, much less a redneck… I have suspected, but he is by no means a redneck. ”

Vengeance of the Southern gods, now to heal.

It is believed that there is still a chance of survival, although it is devastating and strenuous, but there is still a possibility of salvage.

What makes the three bystanders sweat is that the heavenly enemies cut their bodies open with a snow knife and spilled pieces of gut and blood that had been eroded by the power of the overflaming god: "See? The surface is too inflammatory an erosion of divine power, in fact I am really devastated, is a kind of sword. In my soul world, hiding in the power of fire, there is a black sword that is destroying my soul! I believe that this black sword, just the beginning, is not a single sword, and there are many, perhaps the weakest. Even so, it's hidden in the power of too much flame... Sunday, this young man in front of you is really your greatest enemy in life. If you despise half your heart, you will surely suffer a great loss! ”

Ji repeatedly nodded and shouted: “Uncle Heavenly Vengeance, give me a word of loyalty, please give me a word of advice before you leave! ”

Heavenly Vengeance looked at Ji Sunny and nodded seriously: "This is exactly what I was trying to say! Day out, you are a genius, talented potential is out of reach, I have never seen a better offspring like you, which is why I love and support you. But keep in mind that the boundaries of heaven are infinite, and there's definitely more than one talented person like you, even if it's not for a hundred years, a thousand years, 10,000 years will be born for a year or two, so you're definitely not the only one. If you still have to face the arrogant attitudes and habits of ordinary commoners to fight the world genius like you, you're going to lose a fortune, remember that, in heaven, never be complacent. Even if it were your master, he wouldn't dare to hold onto himself. Every day in the three provinces, he always felt that there were many shortcomings...”

Ji Sunday nodded with tears and said yes, full of grief.

Vengeance of the southern gods, pressing the blood hand on Ji Sunny scripture, with a degree of drowning, with a nine point inspiration: “Sunny, Uncle Tian Vengeance cannot give you more. Before leaving, I will give you all the knowledge and divine power of my life. I hope that you will enter the country indefinitely, eventually surpass Master, and become the first person in heaven! ”

“No, Uncle Heavenly...” Ji's tears brushed down.

Two teardrops.

Slowly slide off your face.

Vengeful body, trembling painfully.

He burned a purple gold flame, a purple gold flame that devoured his body and soul every time it ignited.

Collapse.

Destruction.

This is the irreversible end of Vengeance.

Until then, however, he had inscribed all the knowledge of his life on the Holy Scriptures of Ji Sunny; he had infused the divine power of his tens of thousands of years without reservation, and Ji Sunny's devouring gift could not better absorb the divine power of different attributes, but it was undoubtedly the best convergence to voluntarily instill such as Heavenly Vengeance, regardless of its own destruction, to give the ultimate act. Even, Vengeance injects all of his snow-drinking knife and the last remaining flesh and blood energy into Ji Sunny's scripture, hoping that it will finally be the greatest support, giving him artifacts and cultivating the flesh and blood of the warcraft!

The southern gods are avenging God, not even his body.

All dedicated!

Under the agony of his excessive overdrafts, his whole body was wiped out and his body remained without a trace of ash.

The soul, too, is annihilated.

When the breeze blows through the earth, after the death of any divine class, even the state of destruction may retain a slight and half-point mark, and the vengeance is gone. This Southern god's vengeance, as if it had never appeared, never in the world did a nephew willing to give all his unqualified ‘Uncle Heavenly Vengeance'!

Only the snow-drinking knife, which lifted the contract, buzzed in abode, mourning the owner who once existed.

Godziness, silence.

He asked himself that he could not give everything unconditionally, like the Heavenly Vengeance.

Dark day is even more impossible. Although he is Ji Sunshine's own uncle, he is not willing to pay for Ji Sunshine at all compared to Tian Feng's uncle!

Watching Yueyang, also silent.

Though Heavenly Vengeance is a bad man, he will not hesitate to kill himself again!

But this does not prevent Yueyang from admiring a man like Heaven!

How many more can you pay for someone like this, not to mention in this mountain, even in heaven? Yueyang suddenly remembered the fat Ye Sky Sea and the snowy wolf they hadn't seen for a long time... If at the last moment, those guys, too, would surely play with their enemies like a fool... they are all natural idiots, they are all the kind of fools who can pay unreservedly for others, compared to them, they can't do it at all... Yueyang remembers the Fourth Lady, after night, and waiting for their supremacy in the million steps of the ladder, they will never admit it themselves, but in fact, there is no need to ask this answer at all!

In battle, Snow and Tigress, how many times have they fought for everything?

Since the Battle of Purple Gold Hou.

Until now.

Ji Sunday only has one southern god, but he has many friends and family!

Just as Yueyang was about to start taking dragons and attack Ji Sunday, suddenly Ji Sunday was like a madman, hahahaha laughed: “Hahaha, what a touching scene! Geez, I'm almost touched by myself! Sometimes tears, better than millions of words, have no reserved divine power, no reserved knowledge, and no reserved flesh and blood energy... that's what I get for a few tears! I hate preaching, but you see, as long as I listen like I'm being taught, one fool after another, I teach them their knowledge, their experience, everything! How many is this already? Ha-ha-ha. Fifth or sixth? Ah, how can I have so many uncles who like to point to the younger ones... really, don't laugh, be serious, didn't you hear my Uncle Heavenly Revenge? Be modest, don't be proud. Why do you look so cynical? Especially you, resentment, don't think most of the benefits are yours, you can laugh at my Uncle God, he's a fool, but you can't laugh at him, you understand? Only I, a small nephew who listens to my uncle's teachings, am qualified to do so! ”

Resentment, dead wood, fright, including the light trampled under Yueyang's feet, are all laughing wildly.

God's face changed dramatically and became angry.

The same goes for the dark day.

I can't seem to believe the fact that the Snow Knife has a spiritual, crying blood trembling.

Only Yueyang classmates still stepped on the flow of light and watched this scene quietly... eyes, unprecedented, cold as ice.

Ji Sunday laughed after.

Tears were wiped.

First, I looked at the wet marks on my fingers with ridicule.

He glanced up at Yueyang and smiled kindly: “Do you mind if I take care of some family business first? Please wait for another minute. ”

And then he turned to the dark day and said, "My uncle, will you give like Uncle Heaven? If you wish, then your aunts and siblings will be honored and proud of you... On my count of ten, my dear uncle, think about it! ”

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I got up early this morning, went to work in the city, went back and forth, spent six or seven hours in the middle, tired.

Only two more, try tomorrow.

I want to erupt, because it hasn't erupted in a long time, I don't seem to have much confidence, I hope you can support it and encourage it!

* * * * * * * * * (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)