Doomsday Gu Moon

Chapter 662 Chapter 663

“Your methods can be described as omnipotent, but do you know where you are wrong?”

“What’s wrong?”

Ding Fengyue got up and walked slowly, saying coldly: “The fault lies in your stupidity, and the fault lies in your negligence.”

“If you kill everyone in the Xue family, will your children still die? Will your wife commit suicide?”

Then there was a burst of presumptuous laughter, “Heavenly Dao, good Samsara, who on earth have you spared? I babble!”

“Where is the Xing Family’s retribution? I ask you. If the Xue family did such a thing, shouldn’t they come back in revenge?”

“A Heavenly Dao and Samsara are just a good Samsara, so he won’t retaliate and come back? Is he still thinking of repaying grievances with virtue?”

“Repaying grievances with virtue, how can one repay virtue?”

Ding Fengyue can’t do the grace of dripping water, Yongquan wants to repay, at most a few more drops want to repay; but it is absolutely possible to achieve revenge for the sparks and set a prairie fire!

The power of hatred is immense, it can span everything, including its time and space. He was deprived of all his power, even his two eyes were gone; then he was locked into this dark, never-before-looking place, and eventually died like carrion, and was even eaten into his stomach by others.

This kind of hatred is no smaller than the hatred of killing his father and taking his wife. This is the most vicious torture and imprisonment. Ding Fengyue couldn’t wait to slash all the people of their Xing Family, frustrate their bones and burn their ashes, and have their souls tortured and imprisoned forever…

That’s why Ding Fengyue can appreciate the anger, hatred and revenge of the old beggar Lin Hezheng, so he won’t persuade him to be generous and let go of his hatred, I am!

In the event of someone who persuades people to be generous indiscriminately, you have to stay away from him, lest he is struck by lightning and affects you. Seeing the abbot’s fine iron meditation stick? Have you been cut out of experience? I know about the guy with lightning protection.

Don’t persuade others to be generous!

Moreover, Ding Fengyue has never been a generous person. Lin Hezheng was not at fault for revenge, but there was a problem with the means of revenge, and he caught up with his family.

The old beggar’s turbid eyes became piercing. Although he still felt guilty for his wife and children, he was no longer so confused.

The bastard of revenge, this is own’s wrongdoing, and he will have to pay it back when he is a bull and a horse in his next life. But without revenge, it is impossible!

A family member of his own family was murdered by poison, the old and the weak, women and children were almost beheaded and killed, and the entire good home was reduced to ruins. Just a Heavenly Dao, Samsara won’t retaliate? It’s just a joke.

There are too many evildoers, especially the evildoers. For example, Xing Jia, a respectful family, why didn’t he see its retribution?

“Thank you for unlocking my mind. If, I mean, if one day, if you can escape from the prison. I hope you can become the revenge of the Xing family.”

After that, the old beggar took off the tattered clothes on her body and tore the interlayer, revealing a dark brocade inside. If Ding Fengyue had eyes, she would see something embroidered on this piece of brocade, like lines and markings.

But it can also be felt there by the touch of the palm of the hand. Without vision, the sense of hearing, sight and touch is greatly enhanced.

“I didn’t give up and explored the entire cell. Those bumps are the weak points. After all, it is a glimmer of hope. I hope you will use it someday.”

“Thank you!” Ding Fengyue put the piece of brocade close to her body.

“I know the end of own is coming, I hope you can burn my body.” Lin Hezheng said pleadingly.

Ding Fengyue nodded and agreed that the people who died in the sky prison wanted to be burned before they died.

Tons and tons, another pot of spirits, the old beggar seemed to have seen his wife Fang Lingxue in his drunkenness, and saw the own dragon and phoenix fetus daughter.

The family is happy, without the Xue family, the Lin family has always existed very safe and has not been subjected to calculations. Watching own children playing, his wife is right beside him, enjoying the family happiness.

If all this is really good, then the damn Xue family, the damn Xing family, and the goddamn self… It’s a pity that everything hasn’t happened again, and Lin He ushered in his own Death in the illusion in his mind.

When burning the old beggar’s body, Ding Fengyue could feel that he died smiling. To be honest, even if I opened him up, he was no longer so confused; but being able to face Death so calmly, I really couldn’t do it.

Even if the deep hatred of Xingjia was thrown away, Ding Fengyue was very afraid of Death. If you really have to face Death one day, that’s for sure, and you can even say “Fuck, I don’t want to die, but I want to live another five hundred years.”

This is also the reason why his thoughts of suicide only lasted for a while. He hadn’t lived enough yet and didn’t want to end there. If the old beggar can leave with a smile, he definitely can’t.

Ding Fengyue not only wants to live, but also to live freely, to live better and more comfortably. Obviously, the old beggar’s limit has deeply stimulated him. To be precise, it should be the fear of Death.

“A single spark can start a prairie fire, the fury of burning the sky, the might of the earth, and let the flames thoroughly purify you monsters that shouldn’t exist in the world!”

Huo Lie hovered in the air, spreading his hands, manipulating Fen Tianzhuo’s killer move. Crimson’s flames reflected the blue sky red, and the scorching high temperature was like a mountain of flames, and it was impossible to approach it at all.

Even with the existence of defensive gu, it feels like being in a furnace. Only Huo Lieqi’s line of Gu masters who manipulated Burning Tianzhuodi’s ultimate move could act normally.

The thick smoke was swirling and spitting out, and for a moment, sparks burst out of the thick smoke. The flames stretched out thousands of greedy tongues to cover the blue sky, like a group of angry fire snakes escaping from the torn The Underworld, their heads and necks danced and stretched to the sky, making a hissing roar.

Destruction was playing the burning music frantically in the ears of the undead. The Death crow stopped the song of annihilation in horror. The crows croaked and croaked, and the north wind was blowing vigorously…

“Hahaha, with our squally fury horns, this skyrocketing fire can burn more vigorously.”

The clothes of Wu Feng’s group were squeaking, and the endless and majestic wind directly poured into the soaring flames. The wind assisted the fire and made the flame storm more violent!

The dead body followed by the dead body began to burn a raging fire, and the gluttonous tongue of destruction licked everything; the destruction of one of the three treasures of the undead, how does it compare with the destruction of the flame?

Even a dead soul without a physical body, in such an anxious environment, its Hun and Po body could not stand it, and unexpectedly began to slowly dissipate.

A kind of power is strong to a certain extent, and the incorporeal body can still be eliminated. For example, when the flame is fierce, the water will not only not extinguish the fire, but will help it burn. When the power reaches a certain level, it is a small problem to hit Shattering Void.