Douluo's dark martial arts

The newspaper rattled as Ma Hongjun clutched it. Of course he wanted to kill the mortal enemy standing in front of him with his own hands, but he tried again and again, but he couldn't even force out the opponent's martial spirit.

How to kill?

He knew very well that the other party wanted to kill him with just a flick of his finger. He wanted to live, even if he was treated as nothing by the enemy in front of him like now, he had to endure the anger in his heart and transform every anger into his future. The drive for revenge,

"It seems that you don't plan to take action. Yes, you have finally gained some brains these days."

Tiqi's tone was like an elder praising a junior. Looking at Ma Hongjun's livid face, he reached out and took out three incense sticks from his waist and handed them to Ma Hongjun.

"What?"

Ma Hongjun looked at the incense handed over by Tiqi, then looked at the tombstone beside him, and said with an ugly expression,

"It's good that I didn't open his grave for our hatred. Do you still want me to offer incense to such a person?!"

It's simply too much. He killed three of his teachers and ruined his supposedly plain and beautiful life. Now he wants to incense his enemy's teacher.

Is this horse riding something done by humans? !

Upon seeing this, Tiqi's scarlet eyes showed an unquestionable look. He stared at Ma Hongjun and felt a chill running down his spine, as if he was about to take action in the next second.

"It's up to you whether you want to lift his grave or not, but now that you can hold your life in your own hands, half of it is for his sake.

Besides, in terms of origin, he is still your fellow villager. Even if I am your enemy, giving a good gift to my fellow villager is not an rude request for a junior like you, right? "

"Hometown?"

Ma Hongjun looked at Matthewno's name on the tombstone with a slightly stunned expression. There were so many people with the surname Ma in the world. He would never have imagined that there was a relationship between him and Tiqi, such as Matthewno, a fellow countryman. ,

"So, you returned to Notting City just to see the teacher? How can someone like you have feelings?"

Ma Hongjun's eyes once again fell back on the fragrance in Tiqi's hand, and his tone was full of shock and disbelief at Tiqi's new character.

Who is this man in front of me?

That is a group of monsters, killers, and the big boss behind the fugitives. Even if they are not extremely evil... How could a person like this not be an extremely evil person?

"Not really, I also want to play... Bah! Look at Sisi."

Tiqi stretched out his hand again, brought the fragrance in his hand a little closer, and said seriously,

"For the sake of giving you a chance to take revenge, you should let the old man close his eyes.

He didn't tell me anything about Majiacun when he was dying, so I don't know what regrets he had.

Letting you, a genius soul master from Majia Village, live, I think it's a pity that I helped the old man."

Ma Hongjun looked at the delicate fragrance in front of him with a complicated expression. He had an instinctive thought. He didn't want to give Tiqi this opportunity to settle his teacher's regrets.

After all, his teacher's revenge has not yet been avenged, but it would be a pity for Tiqi to be his teacher so easily, which makes a person unwilling to accept it.

However, if he didn't wear this incense, Ma Hongjun couldn't guarantee whether Tiqi would kill him in the next second.

There is no such thing as empathy and understanding. For Ma Hongjun, the only thing that made him plan to offer incense was Tiqi's force.

He still wants to live, no, he must live, because only by living can he have the opportunity to avenge his teacher.

Thinking of this, Ma Hongjun seemed to have made up his mind and reached out to take the incense in Tiqi's hand. However, he did not take all three incense sticks, but only took two fine ones.

"The last piece of incense will be replenished after I kill you."

Ma Hongjun looked at Tiqi with firm eyes. The message conveyed in his eyes was very simple. Out of bottom line and obsession, he could only give in to this step.

After saying that, regardless of whether Tiqi made any moves, he turned on his martial soul and lit two sticks of incense with evil fire, and then inserted them in front of Mathieu Nuo's grave very respectfully.

"I didn't expect that the person who saved my life in the end was my enemy's teacher. This world is really incomprehensible.

My teacher caused the master's friends to cause heavy casualties, and my companions made me go crazy and almost died on the way.

In the end, it was my enemy’s teacher who saved me, and it was my enemy who gave me the complete exercise... Hahaha!What a bullshit world! "

Ma Hongjun stood lonely in front of the grave after finishing the incense, looking up at the stars in the sky through the gaps in the branches and leaves, his tone was full of confusion about the world,

If you keep cutting, you will still get messy.

These two sentences are most in line with Ma Hongjun's complicated heart at the moment. To be honest, at the moment when the two incense sticks were placed in front of the grave, he had a thought of letting go of everything.

He doesn't want to take revenge, or he doesn't know how to take revenge.

Because he really couldn't understand the world. He was obviously a close friend, but in the end he ruined everything.

But his enemy gave him hope of revenge. It was really difficult for him to distinguish between the two sides, that is, who is the enemy and who is the friend?

"This world has always been like shit, you just haven't been exposed to it before."

In the quiet woods, as two sticks of incense slowly burned under the ignition of the evil fire, the hatred between Tiqi and Ma Hongjun seemed to be relieved a lot at this moment.

The two of them were like friends they hadn't seen for many years, complaining about the nonsense of the current world.

Tiqi put away the remaining stick of incense in his hand, looked at the purple evil fire on Ma Hongjun's body that became weak as he became depressed, and murmured,

"At the beginning, I also thought that this world is where good people play with good people, and bad people play with bad people.

But later I discovered that the world is just a mess of pig food, including grain, vegetable leaves, rat droppings, and even rats.

No one can not know a good person, but no one can not know a bad person, because no one can be absolutely good or bad.

Everyone held pure thoughts at first, and then gradually compromised and degenerated. Those with better luck died earlier, and maybe they could get a good reputation. "

"Do you think you are a good person?" Ma Hongjun raised his eyelids and glanced at Tiqi, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

"Why not?"

Tiqi naturally pointed to the land at his feet and said, "Without me, this city will always be just a small border town.

Without me, those shady rats in your eyes would stay in the corner for the rest of their lives.

If someone hates me, it means someone will appreciate me. The world is relative, and so are people. "

"That's true, but I still want to kill you for my teacher."

Ma Hongjun took a deep breath and then said, "But I have to admit that I have a better impression of you now than Tang San.

When I kill you, I will place Tang San's head in front of your grave,"

"...You don't have to pay taxes when you brag. It's a pity that this Kuiba plot seems to be of no use to you."