The new transfer student is strong enough to burst

At this moment, Si Duan was completely different from usual. Under the black mist, half of his body was covered with black and gold lines, like some kind of engraving. Under the almost transparent skin, blue veins were protruding and golden blood vessels were throbbing.

"An Xue." Si Duan slowly knelt down and looked at An Xue, with a strange smile on his seemingly gentle face.

"You still have one more chance." He stretched out his hand towards An Xue, "Abandon your damn principles and stand by my side."

"Sorry." Ran Yuchi blocked An Xue behind, "Director, are you too confident? Why do you think that your evolution will be successful?"

Si Duan cast his eyes on Ran Yuchi, showing a puzzled expression: "I also don't understand, Your Excellency the Ghost King, why are you standing on the opposite side of me? You are also a ghost, aren't you?"

Ran Yuchi continued to send spiritual power to An Xue, trying to restore his physical strength as much as possible. Si Duan saw his actions, but did not stop him. As far as he was concerned, whether An Xue recovered his physical strength would not affect the current situation. Besides, , if An Xue's body is injured due to lack of energy, then Si Duan will definitely feel extremely distressed.

The atmosphere suddenly became peaceful. Ran Yuchi didn't answer Si Duan's question, but asked instead: "Have you ever thought about why human beings have to suppress the expression of ability during the long evolution process?"

"No." Si Duan rolled his eyelids and said casually, "This question is not important to me."

Ran Yuchi asked again: "Have you ever been to the ghost world?"

"There is no law, no order, and there are wars and disputes everywhere. The ghost world is a world where the weak eat the strong. Everything you have is determined by your ability. The strong are stronger, and the weak are weaker. The creatures in the ghost world are too dependent on abilities." gone."

Si Duan narrowed his eyes a little bit, staring at Ran Yuchi rightly, as if he was waiting for him to continue talking.

"You have never been to the ghost world, so you have never thought about it." Ran Yuchi said, "In this world, there is a reason for suppressing abilities."

"It is precisely because there is no ability to cover the sky with one hand that human beings can develop today's civilization. The restraint of ability is the spiritual fertile field."

"It never occurred to you that the smallness and fragility of human beings is not necessarily a shortcoming, but a deeper evolution."

"Because it's too small, that's why we look up at the starry sky. Because life is short, human beings are never empty and lonely. Small and short, in exchange for inheritance from generation to generation, what endless life and powerful abilities bring is not evolution. , but destruction."

Ran Yuchi raised his eyes, his expression serious and solemn: "It's impossible for you not to understand that what you're doing is not real evolution, but the destruction of an entire civilization."

Si Duan looked at Ran Yuchi quietly, and after a brief silence, he let out a sneer, followed by a series of crazy laughs.

"Hahahahahaha!"

"Law? Order? Civilization?!"

He just waved his hand, and the black mist stretched into the distance. He randomly picked a man from the crowd who had no time to escape, and dragged him in front of him.

Suddenly picked up by an unknown force, the man's feet softened in an instant, and he collapsed in front of Si Duan like white paper. The cardboard box he had been holding in front of him was also dropped to the ground, and he just hugged his head and begged for mercy: "Don't, don't kill me... ..."

Si Duan's eyes did not stay in front of the man, but looked at the cardboard box.

In the cardboard box, there were a few puppies who were just born. The sudden fall made them feel pain, and they kept humming.

Si Duan reached out and grabbed one.

The little milk dog is only the size of a palm, and is full of curiosity about the outside world. It doesn't know what happened, and it doesn't know who grabbed it. It just instinctively poked its nose and rubbed against Si Duan's palm. .

"It's so cute." Si Duan's expression became extremely gentle, but this gentleness, on his current face, looked extremely strange and terrifying, "Your puppy?"

The man was startled, raised his head slightly, his voice was still trembling: "Yes, yes... I, I was going to take them back..."

When the man saw Si Duan's expression, even though he was still terrified, there was a glimmer of hope in his heart, and he asked in a tentative tone: "You, you like it too, right, or I will..."

Before he finished speaking, Si Duan pinched the milk dog's head on the spot, blood spattered, and warm blood spots sprayed all over the man's face.

Si Duan lightly threw the milk dog's body aside, and handed a knife to the man.

He pinched the man's face and said grimly, "Kill them, and I'll let you go."

The man's face was pale, and he was still unwilling to make a move. Si Duan lightly hooked his fingers, and a black mist immediately appeared in front of the man. The next moment, the man closed his eyes, raised his knife and stabbed some milk dogs in the cardboard box forcefully.

The little milk dog howled in pain, and the howling sound became smaller and smaller, and finally there was only a low whine, but even so, they still crawled like a man, almost instinctively asking him for help.

Si Duan watched the scene in front of him coldly until there was no more movement in the cardboard box. The man dropped the knife as if he was about to be pardoned, and fell back on the ground, his chest heaving violently as if he couldn't breathe.

Si Duan kicked the blood-stained cardboard box in front of Ran Yuchi, and said disdainfully, "Look, civilization."

"You don't need to talk about civilization with me at all." Si Duan's eyes were full of unfathomable gloom, and he sneered, "It's even easier for me to ruin this place than for him to kill these dogs."

On Si Duan's body, black and golden lines began to surge, and the black mist was vast, and the world seemed to shrink into a narrow gap. The sunset, the sky, and the city were all engulfed by this boundless black mist.

"In my eyes, civilization is the same as these dogs."

The surroundings were silent, the world seemed to be speechless, and panic and fear filled the hearts of every ordinary person present. At this moment, they could do nothing but silently look at the person who was usually gentle but spoke wild words at this moment. Secretary.

He is too powerful.

At this moment, the cold light flickered suddenly, and An Xue, who had regained her strength, suddenly appeared above Si Duan, with the blood scythe in her hand as light as the wind, and he attacked Si Duan, but Si Duan retreated as expected, Turn around to avoid An Xue's attack.

Facing An Xue, who was full of killing intent, Si Duan smiled coldly: "You can't beat me, I know you too well..."

But he was not finished yet.

"Crack."

There was a crisp bone breaking sound.

Ran Yuchi appeared behind Si Duan as silently as a light feather, pinched his chin and temple, and pulled hard.

Si Duan's neck was snapped in an instant.

The gushing black mist seemed to be still, and for a moment, the celestial masters who were under control suddenly came back to their senses.

Xilou: "Why am I here?"

Chen Jiu: "...What happened to me just now?"

Then, their eyes saw Si Duan lying on the side, his neck bent at a strange angle, and his eyes widened.

But the recovery of consciousness is only a moment.

Two seconds later, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and they were controlled again. The blow just now did not completely hurt Si Duan!Si Duan actually propped up crookedly, and reset the neck bones again.

He moved his neck left and right, and then his eyes fixed on An Xue and Ran Yuchi.

"An Xue, Your Excellency the Ghost King." His eyes were slightly curved, he didn't look angry, but his tone was colder than that of Yiyue Shuangxue, "You have already decided your position, right?"

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