In the evening, the mountains are clear, the red leaves are reflected, and a few birds are heard between the peaks. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is a refreshing natural scenery that is refreshing.

On the path covered with fallen leaves, Luo Dixing stepped on the colorful ground under his feet, and there was always a deepest coldness in his eyes. It was as if he had foreseen that this great green mountain would be stained with blood in the blink of an eye.

Thinking back to the conversation with the Void -

As far as I know, there is a female disciple of the Hidden Night Sect who has a close relationship with Ye Shuo, is she going to kill her and make Ye Shuo suffer?

- "No, don't move the female disciples who are close to you. If she's in that team, she'd rather let the whole team go together. And remember, don't take a picture of her. ”

- "Why is that? Forget it, as long as you can hit the Xuantian Alliance, leave it to me whatever it is." ”

In this way, this inexplicable task fell to me.

"The people of the Hidden Nights, although I have never known you, I have no grudge against you, and I don't even know why I want to kill you...... But if your death can pave the way for his revenge, then you have to die. ”

Although he was already disgusted with killing, if killing was not an end, nor a process, but just a means, the only thing he could do for Moliang City, then no matter how perverse it was, he was willing to do it.

Looking at the few figures that appeared faintly in the distance, Luo Dixing took a deep breath, silently clenched the weapon in his hand, and his body was once again covered with a layer of underground Shura-like cold air.

……

The Burning Sky Faction, in the bedroom of Moliang City.

"Several, I still want to make a second confirmation...... With Cheng'er's physique, is he really suitable for this kind of prosthesis?" Several staff members of the black market had already arrived, and when they unloaded their large bags and gathered in front of Moliang City's bed with all kinds of special tools, Void Wuji was still worried.

A man in a short shirt with a leading appearance flipped through the report, and he couldn't stop clicking a dry tobacco pouch in his mouth, "This, according to the information you provided, there is no problem with the data analysis." You are not the only customer who has purchased our products, and most of them are now able to adapt well without any rejection. Rest assured, ah. ”

Void Wuji's expression tightened: "Most of them...... And what about the other part?"

The man in the short shirt was extremely impatient with this kind of problem, and in line with the principle of "customer first", he still pulled out a skillful smile: "Before the official installation, we will collect the patient's information in detail, so for what? Isn't it just to have a full understanding of the patient's physique and minimize the possibility of medical accidents?"

If there is a small percentage of patients who are prone to rejection of the instrument, then we will not install it for them in the first place. In any case, the safety of the patient comes first! And if you think about it, this prosthesis is installed on the outside of the human body, and it does not react with the cells in the body, so where can it be rejected if it is rejected?"

With a cigarette pouch in his mouth, he exhaled a large amount of smoke with every word he spoke. Ruan Shi, who was accompanying him on the side, knew that Void was arrogant, and if he couldn't stand this kind of provocation, it would be troublesome for the two sides to clash, so he hurriedly stepped forward and laughed on both sides, trying his best to play a round.

……

Blood, blood on the face, like a rain of blood.

On either side were the fallen disciples of the Hidden Night Sect, and Luo Di Xing shuttled through them, and the scythe of the Grim Reaper slashed all the way like a wheat harvest, cutting into countless chests and slicing countless throats.

At this time, his whole body had already been dyed into a bloody person.

With his strength, he could have done it without dripping blood. But this time, his movements were extremely fast and slow, welcoming the waves of blood again and again, as if he wanted to feel the last warmth of the deceased's life, and at the same time, he was remembering his sins in this way.

When there was finally no one in front of him, Luo Dixing slowly raised his head and looked at the blood-stained sunset in the distance.

My sins have deepened again...... Forget it, anyway, I live in this world, and I can't be worthy of all people, so I can only be worthy of the people I care about.

……

"Look, he's injured like this, can he really use it normally after installing a prosthetic?" Void Wuji completely lost the overlord momentum of the Dingtian Mountain Range at this time, he was like a child with a strong thirst for knowledge, and in just a few moments, he had already asked no less than a dozen questions.

“…… Not to mention that only the wrist bone remains, even if he is missing half of his arm, we all have a special simulated forelimb. There will be no problem, can you please go to the side and rest first?"

Void Wuji had just been helped back a few steps by Ruan Shi, and raised his head sharply: "By the way, after installing this thing, will it be dangerous to sleep when you sleep?

The man in the short shirt took out a pair of round cuffs from his baggage and put them on the table with a "snap": "When you sleep, use this to handcuff your two wrists to the bedpost, and you won't move." ”

Void Wuji suddenly became anxious: "Isn't this similar to a prisoner......? Why don't we pretend?"

The man in the short shirt rolled his eyes impatiently: "First of all, please make it clear that he is now disabled, and there will definitely be a lot of inconveniences in his future life, do you still expect him to be like a normal person? No matter how uncomfortable it is at first, just adapt to it." People are alive, what can't they adapt to?"

Snapping his fingers as if nothing happened, the staff on both sides took out special steel nails, which were inches long. After aiming the tip at Mo Liangcheng's wrist bone, he repeatedly struck it with a hammer, and the narrow steel nail sank into the bone joint inch by inch, making a tooth-aching grinding sound.

The hook was normal when viewed directly, but as soon as it was lifted to Mo Liangcheng's wrist, its size seemed to increase a lot out of thin air. A strong sense of disobedience suddenly emanated, like a freak with a deformed development. This look, let alone other senior brothers, even Void Pole can't accept it!

But those staff members turned a blind eye, and one by one the steel nails were embedded in it, and Mo Liangcheng's expression gradually showed obvious pain, his breathing became more and more rapid, and at the same time, his arms trembled violently. Clearly, he was resisting something of unknown origin. But he couldn't speak, and he could only express his refusal in this way.