Another world strategy career with male gods

With red eyes, she looked at Xingqi in disbelief.

"As for the last question, I don't really understand it," Xing Qi's tone was quite blunt, "I don't understand why he didn't kill you straight back then, but wasted his energy to destroy your soul root!"

After Xing Qi explained everything clearly in one breath, the whole world was silent.

Awake's eyes dodge, not daring to look at Chen, and not daring to look at the prodigal son.

Back then, he really raised a prodigal son in order to make Chen happy, but for some reason, after raising him, he developed feelings.

He wanted Chen to become a god, and the prodigal son to become a god, so that they would be chaotic everywhere in the future, and let them be at ease, but for some reason, these two people became weirder than the other after raising them.

The current situation moved in a direction he could not predict again and again.

"Hahahahaha..."

The prodigal laughed loudly, his eyes were scarlet, he glanced at the people in the field coldly, and said, "Do you think I will believe it?"

He suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Su Xing's neck, because the turning point was too sudden, Su Xing was still in an infinite bewilderment, staring at the prodigal with big eyes in disbelief.

Zi Shaling automatically retreated from Su Xing's body, and slowly entangled the prodigal son from bottom to top.

The prodigal turned a blind eye to him, his face showing a bit of madness, and the black cloak fell off automatically without wind, revealing his hair as black as thick smoke.

Su Xing's face was full of astonishment, his throat was a little tight, but he still subconsciously asked: "Your...head...hair?"

Isn't it dark green hair?Why is it black?

The prodigal son didn't go to see him, instead he wondered if he was stimulated by him, instead he pinched him tighter and tighter.

Su Xing's face turned red from being pinched.

On the one side, Chen Fu rushed to his heart, and black blood kept gushing out of his chest.

Xing Qi looked left and right, with an anxious expression on his face, he thought that after he had said everything, the problem would be solved naturally, but he didn't expect the prodigal son to be so obsessed!

A little hesitation appeared on Han Yuan's face, but seeing the prodigal son's attack became more and more ruthless, he couldn't help saying loudly: "Wake up, he is no longer the prodigal son he used to be! Now his whole body has been refined by poison!"

Poison... Refining?What means?

Su Xing thought in a daze.

The purple gauze tied around the prodigal son suddenly tightened, smashing his black robe to pieces.

What appeared in front of everyone was not a flesh-colored body, but a cloud of black mist!

wake:"!!!"

The face of the prodigal son became even crazier, and he said: "I don't care for the things you give me anymore! I haven't taken anything from you now, don't always look at me with the eyes of a giver, I have been with you for a long time. It doesn't matter!"

wake:"??"

The prodigal son used even more force, and Su Xing felt that if this continued, his fragile neck would definitely be broken in half.

He tried his best to slap the prodigal son's hand. The prodigal son's face was covered with black lines, which cut his originally handsome appearance into a hideous ugliness. His eyes were red and violent, stained with the madness of destroying the world. He woke up and looked at him. A little frightened.

What has he turned himself into?

"Everything I have now was obtained slowly by my hands! It was you who destroyed my soul root, and you let your friends destroy my primordial spirit. Do you regret raising me? Hahaha, late! You can't kill me! You can never kill me! Hahaha"

wake:"……"

The prodigal son suddenly tightened his hand and lifted it, Su Xing was already struggling to breathe, his brain lack of oxygen made him unable to think, he just felt dizzy one after another.

A "ding" sounded softly.

Countless rapiers suddenly appeared behind Su Xing, the color of the swords was like bronze, floating up and down in mid-air, like a group of snakes ready to go, spitting snake letters and peeping at the prodigal son, confronting him tit for tat!

The prodigal son turned around to look, and the opposite Chen had already sat up.

Although he was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and the black blood from the corner of his mouth was flowing non-stop, he was still running the sword rain array formed by the ancestor sword. The eyes of the two met the air, and for a moment, murderous aura splattered everywhere.

At the same time, Zi Shaling entangled the prodigal son's arm with a conscious mind, and then suddenly shrank, cutting the prodigal son's arm into two in an instant.

The prodigal son staggered, took a step back, Jian Yu stepped forward, and rushed to Su Xing's body, like an impenetrable shield, like a desperate guard, firmly guarding the line of defense, blocking the prodigal son's approaching Su Xing's footsteps.

The black hand wrapped around Su Xing's arm suddenly melted away, Su Xing still bent over and coughed non-stop.

"Hmph...a little trick!"

He flipped his hands over, blinking his eyes full of black energy.

Jian Yu took another step forward, buzzing and trembling in the air, as if an extremely angry warning.

The corner of the prodigal son's mouth was tilted, revealing a strange face that seemed to be laughing or crying. The black air slowly gathered in his hands, getting thicker and thicker, and then he suddenly pushed towards Su Xing——

Thousands of black swords moved at the same time, like wild beasts coming out of a nest, with sharp claws and unstoppable murderous aura.

The sober heart suddenly raised his throat, and his eyes widened in horror.

There was a crisp sound of "ding" metal collision.

The moment the black sword touched the black mist, a black sword was bounced back at lightning speed.

Before Su Xing could regain his senses, the small black sword brushed against one side of his neck, cutting off a few strands of white hair.

The white hair fell tremblingly from the air like falling white petals.

At the same time, tens of thousands of black swords pierced through the prodigal son's body in an instant!

At the last moment, the prodigal son's eyes looked at Su Xing, his eyes were filled with emptiness and bewilderment after great sorrow and joy, and seemed to have a hint of relief, Su Xing looked at him with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

With a bit of innocence, just like the smile when Su Xing first saw him.

Immediately, the whole body of the prodigal son melted away, and the black smoke rose into the air, blending with the surrounding blue mist.

There was only one radiant ball left in the sky, surrounded by a few wisps of aura, holding it like a moon surrounded by stars, carefully protecting it.

If Su Xing felt something, he stretched out his hand, and the crystal ball landed on his palm.

Su Xing turned around in surprise and looked at Xiang Chen.

Chen also looked at him.

Woke up and said: "It's my remnant soul!"

Just after Su Xing finished his sentence, the spiritual energy surrounding the ball suddenly moved. Under the guidance of these strands of spiritual energy, the ball-shaped thing suddenly burst open and turned into a silvery-white light that flowed along Su Xing's middle finger. It slowly melted into his body.

Disappear.

A few traces of spiritual energy remained in the palm of his hand and cheered happily.

The moment the light training disappeared, the awakened body seemed to be opened up by something, and the whole body felt refreshed.

The scars on the neck are gone, the skin is no longer morbidly pale, but like snow and jade, every inch seems to be glowing, the hair from the top to the end, slowly turning into pure black, within a short while, the black hair is like The waterfall flutters wantonly in mid-air.

When he woke up and opened his eyes again, the pupil color had returned to normal.

He turned to look at Chen.

The eyes are as deep as the sea, as if hiding the feelings of thousands of rivers and mountains.

Su Xing smiled and said, "I'm back!"

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Chen seemed bewildered and remained motionless.

Su Xing thought for a while, picked up the little black sword at his feet that cut off his white hair, and leaped lightly to Chen's side.

He squatted down, raised his hand to test his pulse, and said in surprise: "The pulse is strong, why doesn't it look like the photo of poisoning?"

His question came out, but the others didn't respond, they all looked at Su Xing in disbelief, as if they hadn't recovered from the transformation of waking up.

Su Xing was worried about Chen, ignored them, and repeated his words several times.

Han Yuan on the side suddenly whispered: "His poison is the black energy of the prodigal, now that the black energy of the prodigal is gone, his poison will be cured naturally!"

Waking up suddenly.

He thought for a while, then suddenly raised his little sword, and gouged out his own heart veins!

Everyone: "???"

Chen: "!!!"

"What are you doing?" Chen was furious, reaching out his hand as if to stop him, but he didn't dare to move him, for fear that an accident would aggravate Su Xing's wound.

Waking up in pain, she still comforted Chen and said, "It's okay, it will be fine in a while!"

After speaking, he pulled out his sword, and there was only a drop of blood on the tip of the sword.

Dan Chen was so dumbstruck that he knew it was Su Xing's brainchild.

The drop of blood flew to Su Xing's hand, sucking away the wisps of spiritual energy imprisoned in Su Xing's palm, it suddenly trembled, as if it had life, it took root and sprouted, but after a while it grew into a flirtatious red plant.

The red leaves trembled gently on his palm, as if showing favor to the world.

Han Yuan suddenly said: "What is this?"

"The aura of a libertine!"

"His aura?" Han Yuan seemed a little surprised, and said, "Can...can...can you give it to me?"

As soon as he uttered this sentence, he knew that there was a bit of a slip of the tongue, but he was used to being straightforward since he was a child, so he naturally thought of what he said.

Han Xuebi gave him a hard look, and spat: "He abused you for six years, why do you keep him?"

Han Yuan was scolded by him and dared not speak.

Su Xing smiled, glanced at Chen and said, "I'm worried that no one will support him!"

Su Xing handed over the red plant and said, "Feed it with water from spirit stones, and when it blooms, it will be formed!"

Han Yuan trembled and almost dropped the flower to the ground, saying: "Bloom... blossom? Become... take shape?"

"Of course it's in human form!"

won:"……"

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