I'm afraid of myself

Messenger Fengxie was almost pissed off by Messenger Xihua's unreasonable dislike of playing cards, but Messenger Xihua felt that this was a stroke of genius, so he should be angry with this bastard.

Messenger Xihua looked at Messenger Fengxie's drooping face, curled his lips, "Don't tell me, you want to get involved too?"

Seeing that he finally brought up the business, the messenger of Fengxie hurriedly put on a handsome appearance as a copy of the messenger, and brushed off his clothes.

"how?"

The envoy of Cherishing Flowers suddenly revealed a disgusted face: "What's the fun? How dare you join in the fun of Emperor Mei Xue?"

"what!"

The wind evil messenger was dumbfounded.

"What does this have to do with Emperor Zun?"

The Cherishing Messenger rolled his eyes: "Do you still remember who was the last holder of the Emperor's Order?"

The wind evil messenger choked: "...Emperor Mei Xue."

"Isn't that the case, that character who suffers no matter where he goes, would he kindly let so many people enshrine the king collectively? You seem to be making me laugh."

The example is too real, the Envoy of Fengxie was persuaded to move, but after thinking about it, he is still not reconciled, that is the seat under the Devil Emperor, under one person, above ten thousand people, how can it not make people's hearts move!

But at this moment, the envoy of Cherishing Flowers looked at his tangled stupid face and said, "Do you still remember the emperor's celestial list?"

The wind evil messenger was completely silent this time.

Blood flowed into rivers, dry bones and white sand, except for Ji Wuxia, the names in the entire volume of the Tianbang disappeared in a stream of light, and no one survived.

Such a tragic ending is still lingering in my heart.

The Cherishing Messenger glanced at the chaotic faces outside the window, and seemed to be talking to himself: "This group of people only saw huge benefits, but didn't see those rotten dead people. The appearance of the Tianbang this time is not a big deal. good sign."

The Envoy of Fengxie frowned and said, "Why?"

Messenger Cherishing Flowers quickly sat up, knowing that he was talking to Messenger Fengxie with his body crooked before.

Seeing his appearance, the Envoy of Fengxie immediately knew that there was a big secret, so he leaned over quickly and let the Envoy of Cherishing Flowers whisper in his ear.

The Cherishing Messenger came to his ear, and said in a low and cold tone, "Did you know? Then He Jinyang is the one from the Blood Heaven Realm!"

Bibi Pinkie.

The Envoy of Fengxie took a deep breath, but soon he raised a question: "Isn't that saying you're copying what others say? It can't be true at all..."

Before he finished speaking, the envoy of Cherishing Flowers gave him a blank look, and then he pointed to the sky mysteriously, "This is what you want to cover up, that lord is the one who actually manages the Blood Heaven Realm. The secret order is to pay attention to He Jinyang!"

Messenger Fengxie didn't even have the thought of gasping this time. Messenger Cherishing Flowers dared to speak out to prove that he really had this channel to get inside information. Now that the scandal was confirmed, he was no more stiff than a rock.

And the messenger who cherished flowers after passing the "truth" waited for him to recover. During this period, he was smoking a pipe, drinking a small wine, admiring the vivid and delicate stone carvings on the wall, not to mention how comfortable he was.

As soon as the Fengxie envoy recovered, he completely ignored the position between the two, grabbed the Xihua envoy's collar and shouted in a broken voice: "Is this true?!"

In the past, such a compulsive action was enough for the envoys of the two families to form an enmity, but this time the envoy of Cherishing Flowers clapped his hand in understanding.

"When do you think I told a lie?"

Alas, there are still lies.

Feng Xie didn't know why he didn't say this sentence, maybe he was already collapsed by this possibility.

The expression of suspected soul flying out of the sky successfully entertained the messenger of Cherishing Flowers who harbored malicious intentions.

Xihua tore away Feng Xie who was very close to her, straightened her messy collar, took a puff with a cigarette in her mouth, squinted her eyes, and the moment she exhaled the smoke, he changed his indecency just now, and said in a solemn tone: "Decided How many people are going to participate?"

The envoy of Fengxie looked at him sideways. Although his mind was still dumb, none of the 28 envoys of the evil way was stupid, so he replied instinctively: "It's not that you don't know us. If you become a king, you will be a fool." Just being one step above everyone else is enough for them to do whatever they can."

The Cherishing Messenger squinted his eyes and exhaled, the air in the room paused for a moment before he said slowly: "Then you are still a smart person, you know how to consult with me."

The Fengxie Messenger laughed twice, "Who doesn't know that you are the most cautious about cherishing flowers, but..." His complexion also changed, and he was no longer like the stupid person who followed the steps of cherishing flowers before, with a cold and evil personality. The five sense organs were inexplicably domineering and did not dare to look directly at them, "The stand is different, even if it is you, under the order of that one, you have to participate."

The Cherishing Messenger then stopped smoking and stared at him.

"So you were waiting here."

The envoy of wind evil said casually: "You also know that I love money, power, beauty, and freedom. There is everything I love in the world, but I am most afraid of death."

The Cherishing Messenger looked away and said lightly, "If that's the case, then it's really not easy for you to survive till now."

The envoy of wind evil raised the corners of his mouth: "So we need to find a life-saving talisman. How about forming an alliance?"

"..." The Cherishing Messenger put down his cigarette pouch and sneered, "If we really come to that point, it's better to be an ally with you than with others."

"That's it."

Knowing that this was the reply from the Cherishing Messenger, Feng Xie left with satisfaction.

After he left, the envoy of Cherishing Flowers embraced Hong Ling who came in, buried her face in his arms and took a deep breath.

Hong Ling opened her big eyes and said worriedly: "Did that person make you angry just now?" After speaking, she quickly became spiritual, her long hair on her back was round and round, she bared her teeth and claws, and her tone became ruthless.

"I went to eat him!"

"Don't." The Cherishing Messenger hugged his reckless Xiaohua tightly, and said a little tiredly: "It's just that I'm tired, how about Hongling as a pillow for me?"

Hong Ling blinked, and happily said: "I will remain motionless."

Xihua smiled, closed her eyes and nestled in his arms.

"So nice."

"Ok!"

"Remember to keep in touch with that person, he will come to our side sooner or later."

Hongling didn't expect that Xihua would think about this before going to bed, and responded with a little dissatisfaction. The next day, the network that belonged exclusively to Moxiu played a role in the southern region.

Although the declining Zhongli family still has people coming and going, everyone knows that ever since the "Dragon King" came into existence in Penglai Mountains and Seas, the hegemony has slipped from the hands of the human race. Someone has to step up and set an example.

After the former Jiuli royal family, the Zhongli family is undoubtedly a very suitable candidate, but at this time, the Zhongli family has fallen into a state of being overwhelmed.

That day, there were flying king orders flying everywhere, but none of them came to their house. Even many casual cultivators could take out a king order to show off that they were the candidate for the king, but when Zhongli came home ...

The family has lived for thousands of years, but there is no one who can become the king!

It has to be said that it was a realistic and cruel blow. Zhonglihou was almost unwell all of a sudden, and Zhonglijun was busy comforting his father, so he didn't notice the silence of his younger brother who was always in the limelight at such times in the past. .

In fact, Zhong Litai also had a decree of being a king, which he found not long ago, but after he separated from He Jinyang and the others, he retreated into the room. People know that he is also a member of Weijun...

Thin light floods the open space in front of the window from the gaps, and there is a person sitting opposite the high-legged round table, with a burdened back and a face whose expression cannot be seen clearly, people can tell how depressed the other party is. The dust that appeared with the light could not land on him, and therefore could not light up the darkness on him.

There was no trace of rest in the bed with one side of the curtain, and the clothes on his body were also ordinary clothes from two days ago. The hem and skirt of the clothes were wrinkled, and even because of his sitting posture, he could clearly see the row of thin and lonely people on his back. bones.

Maybe it's because he has maintained this posture for long enough, he raised his head, frowning deeply, staring at the scenery outside the window like a prisoner in hell seeing the hopeless spider's silk, and because of this, his whole life His face was exposed. Although his appearance had changed greatly, the outline of his facial features remained unchanged.

Zhong Litai used to be a boxing genius who looked gloomy but was still sunny inside, but now he is so thin that he doesn't look like a monk, let alone a boxing boxer who pays attention to physical strength.

No one will know what kind of cruel choices he has gone through these days, just as at a glance, he at this time only gives the impression that he is covered with spikes.

No one will deliberately explore.

In the family formed by the surname Zhongli, Zhonglitai will not be a character that everyone loves, and even the little bit of pitiful concern for him is rare.

Anyway, his existence is only to ensure the continuation of the family, he is nothing else.

So those who long for fatherly love are just wishful thinking, so those who want to be recognized are just greedy and ignorant, so... His goal is simply the abyss of hopelessness.

Boxing practitioners will never go against their heart, and those who go against it will have no strength in their fists.

So why is Zhong Litai still one of the best geniuses for so many years?Why is he not confused after experiencing such an encounter?

This is all because the reason for his practice has not changed.

He practiced boxing because he wanted to show his father a healthy body and get his attention, so that he would no longer be a member of the shadow. It was cold and lonely there, and he longed to be cared by his father like a big brother.

However, no matter how good he is, he will never be Zhongli Jun.

He is Zhong Litai, born to be hated, born to be a symbol of redundancy and to hide the weakness of the entire Zhongli family.

As a person he is superfluous, he should be a "thing".

He knew from the time he approached He Jinyang that if the family really got the fairy artifact, then he would be useless.

The "object" was replaced with a better object, and it was still a magic weapon!No matter how you look at it, it is better than his "trash".

In particular, how could anyone be willing to risk the hostility of the Patriarch and give him a chance to become an adult?

Although before he really thought that if he was not an object, there would be someone willing to admit him.

However, he failed all of them, the rewards at the Immortal Awakening Conference, and when he was defrauding the Immortal Artifact, he failed all of them. In the eyes of his relatives, he will always be an object, but someone told him after that.

Just kill people who want to abandon you.

At that time, you will be a "human being".

"So, just kill it."

In the gloomy room, an unpopular voice said in a low voice.

In the underground mansion hidden by Zhongli's family, Hou Zhongli is discussing with other families in the southern region how to materialize the flag spirit of the Jiuli Zhanqi.

The same flag shape is not only convenient for reshaping the spirit of the flag, the three-star Lihuo flag can just cycle the extraordinary power of the fairy itself, so that the magic weapon will not be immediately downgraded due to the problem of the carrier material, and it will also allow them enough time to find the real battle. Flag body.

But the people who were plotting today did not expect that the closed door would be suddenly pushed open, and a figure came from far to near. Zhong Lihou, who was sitting in the main seat, squinted his eyes to see who was coming, and immediately scolded without hesitation. : "Who allowed you to come in!"

The person who was insulted in front of many patriarchs stepped forward, and the fire in the house illuminated the handsome face that belonged to Zhong Litai.

This time, he didn't feel any reverence and fear for Zhong Lihou's scolding anymore, his eyes swept across this room specially used to support Qi Ling.

The high platform behind the Patriarch is burning with the Suzaku spirit fire all the year round, and the flag spirit is the crimson jade jade curled up in the flames.

In the secret room, there were not only the patriarch Zhongli, but also other clan leaders in the Southern Region. At this time, they watched Zhongli state who appeared on the scene rashly, and discussed in a low voice in an unobtrusive voice.

"This is Master Tai? It seems that the relationship with Patriarch Zhongli is very bad..."

"Shh, don't say it, we all know that their father and son have a bad relationship, but it would be a bit silly to say it..."

"I know, I know, but I'm still the first genius in the Southern Territory, pfft, I'm not trained to be like a dog."

"I agree with this point, heh..."

Not giving Zhong Litai a chance to continue staring at Qi Ling, the whispers of the people around him drew his attention away, and he glanced at these serious people one by one, and he had seen their eyes a lot these years.

Sarcasm, ridicule, superior regret and gloating.

He is a genius.

Zhong Litai can tell them that without hesitation, but it is also true that geniuses are enslaved by the family like dogs.

Ah, I really want to kill someone.

So……

Just kill it.

He stretched out his hand and squeezed the head of the person closest to him, and his brain was covered with blood. Zhong Litai ignored the frightened eyes of those people, and tenderly looked at his father who was still staring at him coldly.

Zhong Litai: "I will kill everyone here, including you."

Zhong Lihou clenched the armrest of the chair, and after a moment of muffled speech, he said coldly, "You're crazy."

Zhong Litai ignored it.

"I will kill all the people surnamed Zhongli, so that there will be no more Jiuli royal family in the world."

Zhong Lihou: "You are crazy."

Zhong Litai looked at Zhong Lihou who finally changed his face, he actually looked very happy, but the way to show his joy was to smile and say dangerous words.

"Father, I will make the entire southern region turn pale."

With the scene at the beginning, Zhong Lihou couldn't believe that what he said was positive this time, he stood up abruptly, pointed at him and said angrily: "You are crazy!——"

Then he couldn't say the next words, because Zhong Litai really started to kill.

It is not that there are no strong people here, but as Zhong Litai said, he is a genius, and once a genius is serious, the strong are nothing more than paper tiles. It was only then that the guards who used to protect the Patriarch knew that they had been laughing at him. Just how powerful is the "Master Tai" driven by him.

At the top of Jinghai, his intestines were ripped out by him.

The casting elder had his throat broken by pulling his beard.

Tianzhu is the first step, but he can't dodge his punch.

Someone with a higher level of cultivation than him has seen this blood-stained Shura, who was timid before fighting, and finally died in the hands of Zhonglitai who was in a state of madness.

As if he was savoring a big meal, he started with small dishes first, and finally it was Zhong Lihou's turn, his father.

When he stepped on many twitching corpses and came to Zhonglihou, this father who had never been serious about him was still expressionless, just looking at him, it was more like a rejection of something unacceptable.

He doesn't accept this reality, but it doesn't matter, Zhong Litai will fulfill his wish.

"Crack" sound.

Zhong Litai broke his neck, and the body belonging to his father fell to the ground the moment he let go, and at this moment, Zhonglijun's disordered breathing came from outside the door.

The moment Zhonglitai turned his head, Zhonglijun had been watching this hellish scene silently for a long time, and his younger brother didn't seem to be enough to make him feel scared enough to wipe off the blood on his face, and the pale lip line outlined Senran smiles.

Zhong Litai: "Brother, run away. Next, I will kill everyone in Zhongli's family, including you."