Restart, Death Wings of Ending

"Are you the God of Killing?"

"Who?" The man's eyes widened, "Who is the God of Killing?"

Mu Qingfeng only felt a headache and felt that talking to an idiot was not so strenuous.

"You are here!" Cannian's voice suddenly came again, and then the door was banged, "Do you think this broken door can stop me?"

Mu Qingfeng was anxious and irritable. Looking at the door that had been knocked out of shape, he probably couldn't hold on for long. The only ally he had at the moment was completely out of reach, and his mental power was suppressed and he was already creating a maze. The maximum output has been reached, and now I don’t know what to do.

"Hey, Mu Qingfeng, that's all you have, you shouldn't be!" The man said jokingly. Mu Qingfeng suddenly became angry and glared at the man, "What use are you for!"

"Ah!" The man was slightly surprised, and seemed to have woken up after being scolded. Another antelope horn grew on his head, his hair was as red as the clouds, his eyes were as red as the sun, and heat waves overflowed.

Mu Qingfeng was startled, took two steps back, and looked at the man in confusion.

Who is he? Why is it so powerful?

clang~

The door was knocked open, and Cannian rushed in very proudly.

"Boy, these little tricks of yours..." As he spoke, he suddenly stopped and seemed to be frightened by the man's appearance.

"You...who are you?" Cannian asked in shock, his body instinctively making a defensive posture.

"Me?" The man scratched his forehead, "I don't know, he," he said, casting his eyes on Mu Qingfeng, "He said I am the God of Slaughter?"

Cannian seemed to take a breath of cold air, and the corner of his mouth couldn't stop twitching. In a blink of an eye, he spotted another man sitting on the throne next to the man.

Suddenly he shouted with tears of joy: "I finally found you, my main soul,"

Upon seeing this, Mu Qingfeng rushed to the sleeping man first, grabbed his throat with one hand, turned sideways and shouted to Cannian: "You are not allowed to come over, otherwise..." Mu Qingfeng felt like an idiot as he said this. This is not reality. Ah, this is just the world where the soul lives, and you can’t kill the soul at all!

haha~

Haha~

As expected, he was laughed at by both of them. Mu Qingfeng looked at the man lying forward and backward with laughter. He really didn't understand how he became the first assimilation person.

"Who is it!" With a deep sleepy voice, Mu Qingfeng also felt the throat in his hand move. He turned around and saw that the God of Killing had woken up. His eyes were like stars and the sea, and the powerful spiritual pressure spread out, making him He couldn't move for a while,

"Who are you, and why do you have my breath?" the God of Killing said calmly, and pulled down the palm that was holding his throat.

"I am your regret. Master, I will come back..."

"Shut up," the God of Slaughter shouted coldly, and an invisible pressure suppressed Can Nian to the ground.

"I'm asking about you!" The God of Slaughter stared at Mu Qingfeng closely. This kind of see-through eyes made no one able to resist.

"I...I am Mu Qingfeng, you are in my spiritual world now!"

"Oh!" The God of Killing said indifferently, turned his head to look at the man, and saw that the man was still laughing non-stop, so he said impatiently: "Hey, Ziqian, why are you so crazy! Little kid? Where did Yan go?"

Mu Qingfeng was surprised when she finally found out that the first assimilated person was named Zi Qian. What was even more puzzling was that their relationship didn't seem to be like fighting and plundering as he imagined, but more like a relationship between best friends.

"Oh! My name is Zi Qian, thank you, Yuan," Zi Qian replied with a bright smile, which convinced Mu Qingfeng that the relationship between them was good friends, and they could also be considered assimilated.

Mu Qingfeng finally took a breath and said,

But the next moment, I found that Cannian had crawled to the feet of the God of Killing. He raised his pious and eager face and begged the God of Killing, "Let me return, Master Soul!"

Seeing this, Mu Qingfeng hurriedly raised her foot and kicked him away.

"Mu Qingfeng, how dare you..." Can Nian roared fiercely, but before he could finish his words, he was restrained from all actions by the new level of mental pressure. Those eyes of surprise and fear stared closely at the God of Killing. He did not believe that he would be abandoned by the main soul.

"You are just a wisp of dirty thoughts, how dare you speak out and reprimand my soul," the God of Killing scolded in a cold voice, which shocked both Mu Qingfeng and Can Nian. Didn't this mean that Mu Qingfeng Qingfeng is also a branch of the Killing God,

It took a while for the two of them to regain their composure.

"Master Soul, you don't want me!" Cannian cried sadly,

Mu Qingfeng looked at him and then at the God of Slaughter, then quickly calmed down and muttered: "This is an illusion, this is an illusion..."

"What an illusion? This is a fact. We are three in one, not... four in one!" Zi Qian suddenly said,

pop~

With another snap of his fingers, a king's chair appeared behind Mu Qingfeng, "Sit down and chat," he said, raising his hand and waving, a ball of scorching flames rushed towards Cannian,

"No, I want to go back to the main soul," Cannian shouted sadly but was still burned into a plume of white smoke. Zi Qian waved his hand again, and the white smoke flew into the door to fill in the damaged corner.

When Mu Qingfeng saw this situation, he had an indescribable feeling. At this time, Zi Qian walked up to him and patted his shoulder, "Sit down, we haven't played Landlord together for a long time!"

"...??" Mu Qingfeng looked at the two of them in confusion. They both looked very happy. Zi Qian also conjured up a deck of playing cards and a low table, shuffling and dealing the cards skillfully. Finally, he handed the divided pile of cards to Mu Qingfeng's hand, "Don't look reluctant, just play a few games before going out."

Mu Qingfeng took the card, "I remember when I first met you, you still had resentment! Now...?"

"Are you calling Landlord?" Ziqian asked as if he didn't hear him.

Mu Qingfeng opened the cards and took a look, "Called,"

He looked at the two of them, both of them staring at their cards intently.

"Hey! Don't scream, don't scream!"

"I won't scream either!"

Mu Qingfeng picked up the trump cards, sorted them a little, closed them, and asked again: "You said that I am one with you, can you explain to me?"

"What are you explaining? Why don't you show your cards quickly!" Zi Qian replied impatiently.

Mu Qingfeng casually threw out a pair of jacks,

"I can't afford it,"

"Haha, I have a pair of kings." Ziqian threw out two kings excitedly. Mu Qingfeng threw out another pair of Aces.

Zi Qianjian lowered his face and said, "I'm sorry!"

Mu Qingfeng had no intention of playing cards at all. It could be seen that they were both very serious, so he wanted to get the results early before asking questions. So after a few consecutive cards, he exploded and quickly ran out of cards in his hand.

Zi Qian and Yuan both looked unyielding.

"Come again! I'll divide the cards." It was Yuan who divided the cards. Guoguo was still the landlord. Mu Qingfeng had two kings in one hand. He didn't know how he got the cards or whether he was really lucky. good.

However, Zi Qian and Yuan became more and more courageous and full of energy.

"Come again,"

"Come again."

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