I'm just a courier boy

Jiang Miaomiao never imagined that Gong Gong would kill Uncle Meng so simply and neatly, without even a trace of hesitation, without a trace of mercy, he drew his sword and beheaded his most loyal subordinate, just because the other party had been on the battlefield. Even if his subordinates spend thousands of years atoning for their sins and resurrecting him, they cannot be forgiven.

It would be a lie if he said that his heart was not touched at all, although he learned that Uncle Meng's approach to him was a conspiracy from the beginning to the end, a conspiracy that had been conspired for thousands of years, everything was fake, everything was just a situation , and he is just the most innocent and passive pawn on the chessboard... Does he hate Uncle Meng?

Perhaps he hates it, but he also has to admit that if there is no Uncle Meng, he may not even be qualified to play on the chessboard, and just spend a long and boring life in such a daze without any purpose or meaning of existence. He would not have met Meng Chongli, and the series of events that followed would not have happened.

And if there is no remnant soul of Gonggong, he may always be just the most common and most ordinary fish. After living for a short period of time, he will die naturally or be eaten by other big fish. The survival of the fittest in nature is so cruel. .

Although he was pushed to the center of the chessboard, he got a lot of things that he couldn't get at all.

Jiang Miaomiao stared blankly at the head rolling down on the ground, feeling mixed feelings in her heart, which was very unpleasant. This was his adoptive father who raised him since he was transformed into a human body, and also the chessboard player who single-handedly manipulated his life and destiny. The person he respects the most is also the person he hates the most when he learns the truth. When love and hate are intertwined, which emotion prevails, even he himself can't tell. Uncle Meng's death ended.

Because death came so fast, Uncle Meng didn't even have time to say a last word, he just widened his eyes in disbelief, no one could know how he was feeling when he died, and no one will ever know again.

After his death, there was no ghost out of his body, and all traces of his existence in this world were wiped cleanly.

Gong Gong looked down at his once loyal subordinate without any emotion on his face. He stroked the long sword in his hand in satisfaction, then turned and left the cave without hesitation.

Jiang Miaomiao subconsciously wanted to keep up, but looking at the falling head and the detached corpse, he hesitated for a moment, stopped, and stood in front of Uncle Meng's corpse, mourning expressionlessly for a few seconds.

In the end, Jiang Miaomiao took a deep look at Uncle Meng's body for the last time, and turned and left without hesitation.

Jiang Miaomiao originally thought that it would be nothing if he was a few seconds late, but he was only a few seconds late, and he couldn't keep up with Gonggong's footsteps, so he had to search around by himself. Gonggong seemed to have left this small world space, and he still doesn't know where the exit to leave this small space is.

Maybe it's because this is the connection point between the small world space and the outside world. As expected, he heard the chaotic sound of short-handed soldiers handing over outside.

He tried his best to calm himself down, and finally saw a space that seemed a little different from other places, a bit like a blindfold, he gritted his teeth and rushed in.

As a result, Jiang Miaomiao rushed directly into the battlefield. The moment he rushed out of this small space barrier, he rushed directly into a group of people fighting in the melee. He saw a few familiar faces sharply. Li Wuluan, Zhu Wanjian, Yun Jinshu...

And the enemies facing them are undoubtedly those demon cultivators who were provoked and manipulated by Uncle Meng. Their appearance and attire look no different from those of orthodox cultivators. The way they behave, either the weapons in their hands are stained with countless blood and are full of resentment, or they fight in the evil way of suppressing and controlling evil spirits. Although their numbers are not dominant, they obviously have many evil weapons and magic weapons. The orthodox monks were quite afraid, and they fought evenly for a while.

Jiang Miaomiao didn't find Gong Gong in the melee crowd immediately, so he couldn't help feeling anxious. He hesitated for a moment, and rushed towards Li Wuluan who was in the crowd, trying to attract Li Wuluan's attention, but unfortunately he dangled in front of Li Wuluan Go, but Li Wuluan acted as if he couldn't see him at all.

Jiang Miaomiao's heart sank gradually, he tried again for a while, and after failing again, he shifted his target, and rushed towards Li Wuluan's master Dou Mo and the seemingly inscrutable real person Tianji, and he waved in front of them respectively. After a while, Dou Mo also didn't see him at all, and he still didn't hear anything outside the window, except that Tianji Daoist glanced in his direction as if he had realized something, and his movements also stopped——

Could it be that Daoist Tianji saw him?

Just when Jiang Miaomiao's heart skipped a beat and she was a little excited, she heard Dou Mo asking her friend next to her suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Daoist Tianji frowned, realizing that the matter was not simple: "It seems that there is a powerful... existence coming this way."

Before Jiang Miaomiao had time to applaud Tianji's sharpness, she was stunned for a second, a powerful existence?When did he become a powerful existence?

...Wait, I don't seem to be talking about him!

Suddenly his back felt cold, and he subconsciously turned around to look, only to hear a loud noise not far away, a figure rushed into the battlefield with a long sword in his hand, Gonggong is coming!

Although wearing Jiang Miaomiao's skin, the Gonggong at this time is obviously not the same person as Jiang Miaomiao. The God of War who traveled across from the ancient battlefield, no matter where he goes, everything will wither and all living beings will perish.

Gong Gong came with a long sword in his hand, and he came in blood. He didn't know how many people he killed, but the long sword was not stained with blood. The long sword seemed to be burning, and it could burn everything in the world. Blood on the chest.

Jiang Miaomiao has never seen the Chongli Sword in such a state, this state is fully open... Is it because Meng Chongli has never revealed his true strength before, or is it because the Chongli Sword can only be opened in the hands of a powerful master? Such a state appears?

Li Wuluan not far away took a breath: "...Jiang Miaomiao? What's the matter with you? Where's the COS villain?!"

But he quickly realized: "No! You are not Jiang Miaomiao! Who are you?! Are you the one behind the scenes?"

He realized immediately that the person in front of him could not be Jiang Miaomiao, and then he thought that this person was the black hand behind the scenes that they had been looking for for a long time.

Jiang Miaomiao, who no one can see, gave a wry smile, the man behind the scenes... is dead, this is the boss behind the scenes!

It's a pity that no one can hear his voice, and he can only continue to act as a bystander helplessly.

And Gong Gong obviously didn't mean to explain to the group of mortals he regarded as ants in front of him. He could even kill his "loyal subordinates" without blinking an eye, let alone a group of ants that he didn't like in the first place. Woolen cloth?

Gong Gong sneered, raised the Chong Li sword and rushed into the battlefield. His temper was already irritable and irritable, but now he was aroused by the scuffle in front of him. He just wanted to have a good fight. Blocking the killing, the god blocking the killing god, all of a sudden disrupted the battlefield.

The hearts of Dou Mo, Tianji Zhenren and others sank suddenly. Originally, their group of orthodox monks could barely rely on their numbers to compete with the opposite group of demon cultivators who used unscrupulous methods and crooked ways. With such a powerful combat force, they are about to be defeated like a mountain!

But soon they found that their worries seemed superfluous. This newly added powerful combat power seemed to be a bit indistinguishable from friend to foe. , he will also mercilessly kill with his hands, the real people block the killing, and the gods block the killing of the gods.

This is not a powerful boost at all, but a shit-stirring stick!

Jiang Miaomiao was a little helpless, but also wanted to laugh. He originally thought that the joining of Gonggong would make the melee situation one-sided. He didn't expect that this guy was not here to help Moxiu, but to stir up trouble. He intends to help either party, he just wants to fight and fight.

Even though Uncle Meng had already told his leader that he hoped that his leader would lead this group of demon cultivators to attack the world as his subordinates, but presumably Gonggong didn't take these demon cultivators seriously at all!

Probably to Gong Gong, there is no difference between this group of demon cultivators and the righteous monks on the opposite side. They are just a group of low-strength ants. Even if he really wants to attack a group of ants, he will not be reluctant to ask another group of ants for help!

But this group of orthodox monks is far from being able to breathe a sigh of relief. Although the enemy's strong combat power seems to be indistinguishable from the enemy, it still caused great obstacles and difficulties to them. An atomic bomb that can explode can be played smoothly and with peace of mind?

Everyone in the melee felt miserable, and the worst thing was that Gonggong seemed to think that the fight was not enjoyable enough. He raised his hand and attracted water from all corners of the world, flooding most of the battlefield at once. Wherever he goes, he will be flooded, and wherever he hits, the flood will rage, and the Chongli Sword in his hand is like a water-piercing sword. ability.

Jiang Miaomiao couldn't help being dazed for a moment, the current situation... When the water god got the fire god's weapon, wouldn't he be invincible?

Just when everyone fell into despair, a cell phone rang suddenly.

Jiang Miaomiao was the first to realize, there was no way, it sounded so familiar...that was his cell phone ringtone!But his mobile phone is now in Gonggong's possession!

Everyone was in shock, but Gong Gong in the center of the battlefield was stunned for a moment, stopped his movements, and reached out his hand to take out a mobile phone from his pocket.

Jiang Miaomiao: "..."

Gonggong frowned, poked and jotted it down, and then a voice rang out, still saying: "Xiao Jiang, the 500 merits have arrived in the account, remember to check it... Hey, did I bother you?"

Before Bai Wuchang's voice completely disappeared, Gonggong threw the black phone to the ground expressionlessly, and then he drew his sword and chopped it off——

The black mobile phone, which was once invulnerable to fire and water, shattered to pieces.