How bad guys are made

Chapter 794 He, give it to me

The black mist slowly dissipated, and the destructive sword array composed of countless sword blades also dissipated into nothingness. The faint morning light of the eastern sky enveloped the earth again. In the cold morning light, the oil tanker moving at a constant speed was reflected on the blue sea A big projection, above the sky, the blue sky is like washing, and the sea breeze is blowing, mixed with a damp and cool air that makes people feel refreshed.

It's as if everything never happened.

It seems that this frightening and frightening battle of the world is just a nightmare of nothingness...

Only the cold sweat shivering in the cold sea breeze and the broken and messy deck in front of them told them that this was not a dream.

System: "Ding: [Destruction] Sanction - Mo Li uses [Holy Prayer] on you, effect: bless with holy power of light, the host is immune to all debuff effects (including freezing, burning, deceleration, restraint, immobilization) for two hours. Body, weakness and all negative effects)."

System: "Ding: Due to the blessing of [Holy Prayer] on the host, the weakening effect of Beastmaster Dan Lion's transformation has temporarily disappeared. (Note: The effect of [Holy Prayer] can only last for 2 hours.)"

Wen Dong looked up at the sky blankly as if he had never heard of it. At this moment, he suddenly felt that the connection with Mo Li had completely disappeared...

There is no blade, everything is dead, she left nothing for herself, and she didn't even say a word in the end.

"Hmm..." A gleam of light suddenly appeared in the pupils full of blood and tears, as if something had fallen from the sky, reflecting the morning light in the distant sky.

Wendong was in a trance, pushed away Zhang Hanhan beside him, jumped up suddenly, and put the object in his hand.

It was cold in the hand, and in the palm of his head was a small dim sword. Upon closer inspection, it was actually a miniature version of the sacred sword used by Mo Li, but it looked nothing like the ordinary small iron sword sold on the street stalls. , dull, and without the slightest flow of energy.

System: "Ding: The host got a useless sword shell."

Useless sword case?
Wen Dong was taken aback for a moment, because the system only said this sentence, and the function and introduction of this sword case had no effect at all, or, in other words, it had already been explained-useless!
This is the only thing Mo Li left for himself, right?
Wen Dong held the iron sword tightly in his palm, the rough edge of the sword hurt his hand, and there were actually two pairs of tiny wings printed on the tiny sword body.

Wen Dong's thumb was lightly scrubbed, and a large amount of blood stained it, filling the lines of the wings, and it became brighter. His eyes were blurred by blood and tears, and he lost all sight in his pupils. The figure of Mo Li suddenly turned back in the sword formation emerged, even though thousands of swords pierced her heart, her eyes were still so indifferent, so firm...

Wen Dong and Mo Li had very little communication, but at this moment his mind was exceptionally clear, and he remembered every word they said clearly...

'The material is rough, there is no special material, the defense is almost zero, and it is flashy, master, are you sure you want me to wear this dress?

Moli's life will be dedicated to the master, and everything about Moli belongs to the master'

'Then I think you should prioritize. I am an eighth-level holy warrior. IQ and all aspects of combat power are several times that of hers. In case of emergencies, the will disagrees. I suggest you join us There is a leader among the people. '

Immediately afterwards, he remembered the solemn ceremony when he first hired Mo Li. Mo Li would serve him for the rest of his life. Afterwards, this girl even asked him for the position of commander. He clearly hired Phantom and Mo Li. With just these two people, what kind of leadership is needed? It's really ridiculous.

Wen Dong tightly held the iron sword in his hand, his face was distorted, and he didn't know whether he was crying or laughing...

"Ah..." A clear whistle resounded through the sky in an instant, shrill and sad, Wen Dong looked up at the sky, and finally knelt down on the ground with a 'plop', blood and tears could not stop flowing out...

A man does not cry easily, but before he is sad, Mo Li is the first friend he came to this world to die in front of him, yes, he and Mo Li are friends, friends who depend on each other for life and death.

He always thought that he had a system, and he was awesome with all kinds of skills. He thought he was a god, but the reality gave him a resounding slap in the face. He was forced to kill her father in front of his wife. Moli is a woman who risked her own life to protect herself. What else can I be proud of?
Zhang Hanhan on the side sat limply on the ground, staring blankly at the grief-stricken Wendong. She didn't know the relationship between this powerful woman and her husband, but even if an ordinary friend could die for him, it was absolutely worth anyone's death. In awe, Zhang Hanhan himself clearly knows what kind of pain it is to lose the person closest to him. At this moment, looking at Wendong kneeling on the ground with blood and tears on his face, his pretty face is also desolate...

Li Binger and Li Ningyan also watched from a distance without disturbing, even Hongyan stared blankly at Wendong, whose whole body was full of sadness at this time, with unbearable expressions in his eyes, and Lanyan was even more unbearable. She was used to seeing life and death, and even her hands were covered with blood, but now her eyes were red...

Sadness spread rapidly on the deck, as if time had been frozen again.

But this freeze-frame time only lasted for a few seconds. Soon, Xue Jian and others, who came back to their senses, immediately set their sights on He Wen-long, Hong Yan and Lan Yan. He clearly knew that it wasn't the masters on his side who won, but that they all died together.

And Wendong's sadness seems to exaggerate their mood and extreme unhappiness, their eyes are cold and unfriendly.

He Wenlong had a gloomy expression, watching all this with a sneer, and even more dismissive of Wendong's sad kneeling.Although he was defeated at this time, it is not so easy to kill him with these people. Wendong, the most powerful here, has obviously become a useless person, and counting is blood sword. But want to kill him?
That was simply wishful thinking, and besides, he wasn't the only one here.

After the grief, the people who came back to their senses quickly confronted each other, and the battle was not over yet!
At some point, Su Ling reappeared next to He-Wen-Long, her eyes indifferently glanced at the covetous people around her, He-Wen-Long's waist was straight, with a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth, on the deck, An inexplicable tension hovered again...

With a sneer on He Wen Long's face, he looked disdainful, but looked sullenly at the confidante sisters standing far away, and said in a cold voice: "What are you thinking? Our business is not over yet, you guys Know the consequences of mission failure!"

Hearing He-Wen-Long's soft drink, Sister Hongyan came back to her senses. Hongyan glanced at him coldly, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, mixed with a trace of struggle, and she quietly looked sideways. Li Ningyan, who was expressionless in the distance, glanced at him, with a flash of apology in his eyes, and walked towards He Wenlong silently, without even daring to look at Wendong.

Although Lan Yan is a big kid, she still doesn't have any ideas about business matters. She mostly listens to her sister, biting her lips tightly with her white teeth, followed behind her sister with an aggrieved expression, secretly glanced in Li Ningyan's direction, and said in a low voice : "Instructor, I'm sorry."

"Instructor? She is a traitor of the Seven Killing Group, and she is no longer your instructor!" He Wen Long said coldly.

Lan Yan curled her lips, lowered her head and did not refute.

"He-Wen-Long, are you still struggling? Did you commit suicide here to apologize or did I kill you with your own hands?" Seeing that He-Wen-Long has formed a small camp of four people again, but even a fool can Seeing that they were not in harmony, Xue Jian's eyes were cold, and he said in a domineering tone.

"It's up to you? It's just a low-level person!" He Wenlong raised his head and looked at him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his eyebrows raised slightly.

"He, leave it to me." Xue Jian's eyes were cold, and he was about to say that when a deep voice sounded.

Hearing this, everyone turned their heads suddenly, and suddenly saw that at some point, Wen Dong, who was kneeling on the ground, had stood up, covered in blood, and looked at He Wen Long with an extremely gloomy expression, as if at this moment, the eyes in his eyes He Wen Long was the only one, and his bloodshot pupils were full of bloodthirsty killing intent.

"Wendong, you..." Zhao Yifei glanced at Wendong in surprise. They had seen all the previous battles, and they knew more clearly how serious Wendong was injured, especially when he was lying in Zhang Hanhan's arms before, even they They were all worried that he would die if he wasn't treated in time, but at this moment, he still had to fight He Wen Long who was almost in full strength?
"Let him try." Before Zhao Yifei could say anything, his arm was pulled. At some point, Li Binger was already standing beside him, looking at Wendong with complicated eyes. When they came, Wendong and The battle between Mo Li and the Seven Killers is coming to an end, so they don't know what happened before, but Li Binger, who is a Wendong woman, knows best. She knows how much Wendong hates He-Wen-Long!

"Listen to Binger." Jiang Yanmei also came to the side of the two, and gave Wendong a complicated look.

Hearing this, the three of them looked at each other, they all understood each other's meaning, stood aside together, did not participate in any battles, and were ready to protect Wendong at any time.

"Leave these two to me." A cold voice sounded, Li Ningyan walked forward with an indifferent expression, and looked at Hongyan and Lanyan sisters indifferently.

"Instructor, you..." Lan Yan looked at Li Ningyan with an indifferent expression in surprise.

"I'm not your instructor, but I want to test whether you have improved in the past few years." Li Ningyan said coldly, with a cold tone that was not humane at all.

"I..." Hong Yan stared blankly at the indifferent instructor, opened her mouth but couldn't speak, and a look of pain flashed in her eyes.

"Qin Feng's bodyguard? You have a heavy task, let me try your thousand phantom ghosts!" The opponent has already been assigned, and Xue Jian has to choose Su Ling. The girl who was in the underground of Qingcheng nightclub was following Qin Feng. The person beside him injured his sister Jiang Yanmei back then, but he remembered this incident clearly, sneered, and then looked at Su Ling, and at the same time, turned his eyes to a few special forces who had no opponents next to him. wink.

Several special forces understood, except for the two left to deal with emergencies, the rest quickly dived into the tanker.

They came this time to help Wendong, and secondly, there was another important task, which was to find the crystal box.

"Are you sure you can still fight?" He Wenlong looked directly at Wendong with a smile on his face, but there was a hint of coldness in his smile, his slender and slender hands swayed slightly, and slowly rose to the surface with slight changes. Fine scales.

"It's enough to kill you!" Wen Dong looked at him with gloomy eyes, gradually calming down the fluctuations in his heart.

All of a sudden, a strong fighting spirit and tyrannical aura erupted from his bloody and torn body, and that tightly clenched fist carried a violent force that could tear everything apart.

"Mo Li..."

Wen Dong called out softly in his heart, turned over with one hand, the iron sword in his palm disappeared and he put it in the package, but what he didn't notice was that the useless iron sword was covered with Wen Dong's blood-stained wings Lightened up slightly...

(End of this chapter)