Ye Feng cried so loudly, the whole person trembled like a convulsion, Ye Ning knew that this was a manifestation of a mental breakdown, but he was not moved in the slightest.

People like Ye Feng, Ye Ning has seen a lot, with a black belly, insidious, cunning, hypocritical, selfish, in a nutshell, he is a pseudo-hero, only less than the real hero, don't look at the difference, but there is a difference.

Of course, it doesn't matter whether it's a pseudo-hero or a real hero, the "dark night" is coming, and there is only one kind of person who can survive: a trustworthy friend, Yefeng is obviously not...

"You have the heart to play for Huayuan, I think this suggestion is good, but in the next life... You know the truth of success and defeat. ”

The faint voice, combined with a cold light in the darkness, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly burst, the muscles of his face twisted, and there was a narrow blood mark on his neck, and the blood "gurgling" out.

Ye Ning grabbed Ye Feng's hair with one hand, and quietly watched the resentment, hatred, and unwillingness in his eyes alternate frequently, disappearing little by little, and losing his luster little by little.

Lei Qian was not far away, killing Ye Feng, Ye Ning walked a few steps slowly, and came to Lei Qian's face, Lei Qian was not as good as Ye Feng, a pair of eyes were full of bloodshots, the blood foam at the corners of his mouth was also flowing, his fists were clenched, his body was trembling, and his legs were trembling.

Ye Ning knew that he was struggling, and wanted to forcibly mobilize the true qi in his body to fight to the death, but unfortunately, in the shroud of this "dark night", with his innate Great Perfection realm, there would be no such opportunity, and it would only make the blood vessels and meridians in his body break inch by inch, and the pain could not be accurately described, and it was simply described in four words: the pain is not wanting to live.

"You, you're too ruthless, we just want to abolish you, and we didn't do anything to your companions, but you..." Lei Qian gritted his teeth and gurgled loudly, and his hoarse voice was filled with resentment.

The corners of Ye Ning's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to laugh, but his voice was as indifferent as ever: "It's not that you don't want to kill me, but that you six parties are suspicious of each other, which side is this 'executioner', it will become the target of Huayuan's revenge, and it is not ruled out that the other five parties will be corrected in turn afterwards." ”

Lei Qian was distracted, his face changed for a while, and he gritted his teeth and said, "We are just acting on orders..."

"I'm just defending myself. Ye Ning didn't let him continue, the short sword in his hand gently moved forward, breaking through Lei Qian's chest, and Lei Qian's vitality gradually dissipated with the convergence of the cold light.

Kill, kill, the killing continued, and finally after sending the twenty-third person to see Marx, Ye Ning came to the last person, it was the thin old man of the Fan family, at this moment, the old man's expression was sluggish, he was about to die, and his eyes were dull.

As a congenital Great Perfection powerhouse, the old man was naturally unwilling to be reduced to the fate of being a man-made sword and a fish and meat, he tried, tried hard, but found that it was only in vain, only adding pain and suffering, and finally, gave up in despair.

"Everyone is looking away, you, you are a wolf in sheep's clothing. ”

The old man sighed self-deprecatingly, Ye Ning was silent for a while, and said: "I don't agree with what you say, you are the wolf, and I am a lion dozing in sheep's clothing, you have to wake me up." ”

"You, who are you?"

"The Night King. After solving the old man's confusion with the voice that only the two of them could hear, Ye Ning directly stuffed the short sword into the old man's stunned open mouth, Ye Ning saw a deep shock and fear in the old man's eyes, mixed with a trace of remorse.

Perhaps, the old man has also heard of the name of the "Three Emperors and Five Kings" in the underground world.

Everything doesn't matter anymore, people die, nothing matters anymore.

In less than five minutes, Ye Ning deprived twenty-four lives, without a little murderous aura, without even blinking his eyelids, as natural as eating and drinking, as if eating and drinking water, as his palm waved suddenly, the diffuse black mist quickly faded away, surging back into his body like a tide, and the scene reappeared bright, but there was silence all around, the moonlight was cold, the corpses were all over the ground, and the blood was scattered, a heavy and solemn scene.

Ye Ning exhaled tiredly, his face covered in viscous blood was pale and haggard, his legs trembled, and he almost fell to the ground.

Now that he has just recovered to the realm of innate Xiaocheng, he is trying his best to play this biggest hole card, which is an overdraft consumption for him, and at this time, his internal condition is not so bad.

"Xiaobai!" Ye Ning bit tightly, and a sound popped out from between his teeth, and the sweat of the bean was entrenched on his forehead, and the "gurgling" rolled down.

A white pom-pom rolled out of the coat pocket he threw away, and after a few jumps, the little guy landed smoothly on Ye Ning's shoulder, as if he had already understood Ye Ning's thoughts, and before Ye Ning could speak, the little guy let out a heavy sigh.

Ye Ning inhaled this fragrant fragrance into his nostrils, his spirit suddenly shook a lot, he wiped the sweat on his forehead with his backhand, turned his head to look at Fang Lan, but was slightly surprised to find that Fang Lan had already loosened his ties on his own, and walked towards him quickly, at Fang Lan's feet, there was a little black cat synchronized with her.

"Ye Ning, you, how are you?" Fang Lan looked quite calm, but there was a deep palpitation in her eyes, more of a thick melancholy, she could see that Ye Ning was not in a good state.

"Let's hurry up and clean up the scene, quick!" Ye Ning waved his hand reluctantly, the weakness in his voice was difficult to hide, the breath of the little guy was like a shot in the arm, as soon as the time limit passed, the side effects after the "dark night" would explode, this time it was different from two weeks ago in the Huang family, against the old man, he only used less than five successful powers, and the side effects afterwards were completely within his control, and he was not sure at all about how bad the consequences would be if he did it tonight.

But right now, even if he checks the status again, he must first clean up the scene, twenty-four corpses, from six directions, if outsiders see the scene here and spread it, follow-up troubles are indispensable.

"Burned?" Fang Lan understood what he meant, and muttered for a moment.

"I'm in charge of collecting the corpses, and you're in charge of destroying them. Ye Ning nodded, then he started, picked up the corpse of the old man in front of him, and walked to the nearby extinguished bonfire, Fang Lan didn't ink, he took the flint and steel and followed quickly, but the little guy and the little black cat were able to relax, lying there face to face, staring at each other.

After a quarter of an hour of uninterrupted busyness, twenty-four corpses were gathered in eight places, Fang Lan was responsible for lighting the fire one by one, he breathed a long sigh of relief, took out the kettle, and wanted to hand it to Ye Ning, but when he turned around, he was shocked to see that Ye Ning was kneeling on the ground, grabbing his hair with both hands, his whole body trembling, and his appearance was painful.

(End of chapter)