Wild beast war god

At this moment, Sikong Jing is still cold and plain...

However, Qianta raised his lips and said: "Stop pretending, don't I still know what kind of person you are? I already know your behavior in Ba Lie Mansion. "

Qianta sneered again and again, thinking that Sikong Jing was just pretending.

"Yao Yulou is willing to die for you, even his parents and sister."

"Jiang Wanyou is the daughter of Su Laomo's most important subordinate. Can you just watch her die?"

"You can't do it!"

Qian Pagoda's momentum has begun to rise upwards, and it is no longer what it was just now, as if it has already defeated Sikong Jing.

However, Sikong Jing still looked ruthless. He laughed and replied: "Haha, you don't think I was really adventurous when I was in Ba Lie Mansion, do you? I only have absolute confidence. To save people..."

"Of course I will save what I can, but if I really can't save it, I can only forget it."

Sikong Jing shrugged as he spoke, without any emotion on his face...

Only then did he know that Qianta had gone to check on the situation in Ba Lie Mansion, and he knew that he was willing to take risks for his family and friends.

But now, Sikong Jing must deny this matter, deny it severely.

Following Sikong Jing's words, Hua Meixi's pupils secretly shrank wildly. Could it be that Sikong Jing wouldn't save his mother if he couldn't?

Opposite Sikong Jing, Qianta certainly didn't believe it at all.

Suddenly, he held Yao Yulou's hand hard, and then... poof!

With a loud bang, a bloody arm was torn off from Yao Yulou's body by Qianta. The smell of blood and cruelty suddenly filled the ruins of Bayou Restaurant...

At the same time, Yao Yulou showed a look of extreme pain on his face, but he immediately returned to his indifferent expression.

Even if his arm was torn off, he was still extremely strong.

At this moment, Yao Yulou's voice was still muffled, but his red eyes were looking deeply into Sikong Jing's eyes.

Both of them seemed to see something in each other's eyes...

At this moment, Yao Yulou seemed to see Chengcheng in Sikong Jing's eyes, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Of course there was a slight emotion in Sikong Jing's cold eyes, but he still couldn't show it now. He had to be ruthless and he must not expose his biggest weakness.

In other words, he couldn't let Thousand Kings Holy Tower see that he valued friendship too much.

Otherwise, more people will be killed by then, and he will definitely not be able to protect everyone all the time.

Therefore, he cannot have the slightest flaw.

He looked at this bloody scene with indifference, and suddenly... Cang!

He took out the sword and held it in his hand, and then said: "Isn't it too shameless for you to treat a boy like me like this?"

After the words fell, Qianta laughed loudly and said: "Pretending, are you still pretending?"

He laughed extremely crazily, pretending to be referring to the coldness on Sikong Jing's face, but the reason he was laughing was because Sikong Jing couldn't help but draw out his sword. What if this wasn't his weakness that he had taken advantage of?

A fool who values ​​love and justice is simply too easy to deal with.

Thinking of this, Qianta grasped one of Jiang Wanyou's arms fiercely. He chuckled and said, "Now, kneel down!"

"I don't have much time to delay. If I don't kneel down, I'll kill them now..."

Qian Pagoda's eyes were equally crazy. He suddenly thought of a very exciting situation, which was what he had thought before. Maybe he could take this opportunity to turn Sikong Jing into a chess piece of Qian Pagoda.

Now let’s test it first to see how much Sikong Jing attaches importance to love and righteousness...

Thinking of this, Qianta was about to slowly tear off Jiang Wanyou's arm.

Such a terrifying scene made Hua Meixi struggle wildly in the dark. Yao Yulou burst into tears unknowingly, and the people around him stopped breathing and stared at Sikong Jing.

Will this little devil fall for it?

In the next moment, Sikong Jing moved as if he had been attacked. He said towards the ground: "Cooperate with me and take action!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Pa's body suddenly exploded with cold hair and the power of the spiritual shadow rolled towards his feet. He had not forgotten the terrifying master beside Sikong Jing who had rescued Xiong Tingting's daughter, so he was on guard frantically.

The words "cooperate with me" that Sikong Jing said must have been to the master hidden underground.

At the same time, Qian Pagoda was also on guard against Sikong Jing, fearing that he would take the opportunity to take away Jiang Wanyou and Yao Yulou... Especially, if the hidden master was really scary, they would have to be careful about Sikong Jing rescuing people.

However, the situation suddenly changed!

When Sikong Jing's sword stabbed Qianta, he suddenly moved the sword tip slightly without any warning, and then with a "pop" sound, the sword tip pierced into Jiang Wanyou's heart...

Yes, Sikong Jing's sword pierced deeply into Jiang Wanyou's heart, causing blood to spurt out.

Such a scene made the expressions of those around him freeze instantly.

Yao Yulou was dumbfounded, Qianta was dumbfounded, and Hua Meixi was also dumbfounded as she struggled secretly.

Everyone stared at Sikong Jing in disbelief. What was he doing? Why did he suddenly want to kill Jiang Wanyou?

Could it be that it was a mistake?

This is impossible. With Sikong Jing's current state, how could he make such a low-level mistake?

The reason Qian Pagoda didn't have time to stop him was naturally because he didn't expect it, and it was also because he was fully prepared to guard against the so-called hidden master.

Jiang Wanyou also stared blankly at Sikong Jing in front of him, with an inexplicable expression on his face.

Young Master, do you want to kill yourself?

Blood also surged out of her mouth, and then she felt that the extremely cold sword on her heart had a trace of foreign blood flowing, like a blood that echoed the fierce blood... …

At the same time, something else rushed into her brain from the cold sword.

In an instant, a picture appeared in his mind.

A complex meridian diagram was the complete meridian diagram of the top-level Emperor Blood Charming Demon Cat. At this moment, Jiang Wanyou finally came to her senses. She completely understood why his Young Master Sikong thrust out this sword.

Obviously, the young master heard the value of what he had said to Qianta before, so he wanted to teach him everything about the blood demon cat at this time, so as to help him better hide the power of the ferocious holy body.

Just say that Young Master Sikong cannot kill himself...

And this sword also has another meaning. It was Young Master Sikong who mainly told him that he agreed.

He promised to let himself and Yao Yulou take an adventure in the Thousand Kings Holy Tower, and he promised not to ruin the overall situation for himself and Yao Yulou.

At the same time, Sikong Jing also looked deeply at Jiang Wanyou in front of him.

"Aunt Jiang, I can't let you hinder my progress, so you can only die. I can't let you tell Pei Kuang the whereabouts of the ferocious Holy Body, so you have to keep your mouth shut forever."

"I'm sorry Aunt Jiang, for the future of me and the world, I have to sacrifice you."

"I'm sorry, Uncle Yao. Since you are ready to die, I can only help you."

After that...poof!

Sikong Jing took out the bloody sword in his hand, took two steps back and looked at Qianta, who had a shocked face. He tilted his head and sneered: "Qianta, are you satisfied now? Now you still think you can show your love and affection... Will Yi come and pinch me?"

The voice was cold, but Sikong Jing's heart was trembling crazily...

Again, even if Yao Yulou is really saved now, he will not be happy.

Even if she really saves Jiang Wanyou, she will not be happy, so all Sikong Jing can do now is to fulfill their determination to go to the Thousand Prison Tower, and even more to fulfill Jiang Wanyou.

If she wants to use the Fierce Holy Body as an excuse to delay Yao Yulou's life, then she can only help her to hold him back.