Chapter 113: The Sorrow of the Lonely

Twin Snake Valley.

I saw a tattered black-robed old man standing in the canyon full of car wreckage, and the wreckage was mixed with some human limbs and disgusting pieces of flesh and blood.

The gentle wind blew, and a strong bloody atmosphere filled the entire canyon.

And among these distorted "red" and green jeeps, there is only one living person left, and this living person is the leader of this convoy, Yang Ping!

Yang Ping, who was originally heroic, was also frightened by the scene just now and lost his soul at this time, and the original heroic momentum was gone. The fear in his heart is all over his body, if he hadn't practiced martial arts, he would have been a person with a strong mind, otherwise he would have knelt down and begged for mercy.

On the other hand, the old man looked sad and joyless, as if the previous killing had nothing to do with him.

This old man is none other than Gong Wuji, who has just been born!

"Little doll, I recognize you. Walking straight to the trembling Yang Ping, Gong Wuji smiled, revealing a pair of snow-white teeth, which made his face even more thin: "You should be Yang Cang's son, Yang Ping!"

"Yes, the villain is Yang Ping, the son of Yang Cang. Yang Ping barely suppressed the fear in his heart and concealed the unbearable expression.

"Huh. Gong Wuji hid his face and smiled, and then said an absurd and arrogant sentence: "Tell Yang Cang, he owes me a favor." ”

"Senior, what do you mean by this?" Yang Ping, who had almost no anger in his life, was extremely angry at this time.

"Ah, isn't it my kindness that I didn't kill you?" shouldn't he thank me?" Gong Wuji scratched his head and said calmly.

"You!" Yang Ping's face was as if he had eaten a fly, and he was unusually stinky: "You killed the entire python department! And you want us to apologize, you are such a bastard!"

"Oh?" Gong Wuji's mouth pulled up a smile: "Say one more word to Yang Cang, let his son not let him see him again, and guard him well!"

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Yang Ping was born as a symbol of nobility, he grew up with a golden soup spoon, and almost no one dared to disobey in the Snake Gang, because he was born noble, coupled with his extraordinary appearance, and special efforts, martial arts and knowledge are even more outstanding in the younger generation of the Snake Gang, and the entire Snake Gang is respecting him, and even almost one person is above ten thousand people.

Today is his biggest shame, he was beaten by someone who took the lead, and he was the only one left in the place where he was killed, and he actually had to be grateful to Dade, the other party's grace of not killing! Not to mention Yang Ping, who was born in Humen, this kind of shame is unbearable even if he is a beggar!

But what Yang Ping never expected was that when he returned to the gang, his father did not get angry when he learned the image information of the old man, but instead sat on the chair in a decadent manner and said something to him that he will never forget

"Ping'er, you should stay in this snake gang with your father in this life." ”

"Father. ”

"Say no more. Yang Cang's originally resolute face was darkened, his eyes were full of despair, and the whole person was like a shrimp that had been smoked, he patted Yang Ping's shoulder: "If you don't want to die." With that, Yang Cang supported his body with his palms, got up, and then slowly walked to his bedroom...

In this way, Yang Cang and Yang Ping, the gang leaders and young gang leaders of the Snake Gang, have been cowering in the Snake Gang and have not gone out..... Until the peaceful and warm sun dispels the gray haze and erases the desperate loneliness.......

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The sorrow of the lonely ———— palace is infinite.

When Gong Wuji arrived at the headquarters of the Huameng, he was a little surprised by the scene he saw.

The mortar position on the right has been destroyed by Xuanyuan Wen and the others into a pile of scrap metal, although the camp on the left is quite neat, but the largest command center in the middle has a big hole, and there is an oblique crack behind the headquarters, as if an earthquake has cracked.

At this time, three huge energies in the sky were colliding fiercely! Is there still a huge sound reaching his ears?

"It's hilarious. Gong Wuji said with a smile.

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"Bagua - Soft Fist! Sixty-four Consecutive Palms!!" I saw Ji Wuqing's figure flash, and suddenly appeared behind Xuanyuan Wen at dusk, and the Bailai Ji Bagua palm attacked the position of Xuanyuan Wen's back heart.

"Huh!" I saw a flash of golden light, Li Hu's high-speed rushed in front of Xuanyuan Wen, his body leaned forward, and the strength of his body was condensed in his right finger, and the fierce power carried to Gang Zhiyang smashed into Xuanyuan Wen's eyebrows.

"One finger of King Kong!"

On the other hand, Xuanyuan Wen did not move at all, as if he was scared stupid, and his combat power was in place.

It wasn't until Ji Wuqing and Li Hu's front and back attacks were coming head-on that Xuanyuan Wen really made a move!

"Xuanyuan Mode" Suddenly, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi around Xuanyuan Wen suddenly surged, surging towards Xuanyuan Wen's body, and in an instant, Xuanyuan Wen's body was covered with a layer of milky white coat: "Ha!"

Immediately after that, Xuanyuan Wen stretched out his left and right, and actually caught Ji Wuqing and Li Hu's mastery blows with his palm!

"How is it possible!" Ji Wuqing looked at Xuanyuan Wen's milky white hand, and with a slight touch, he directly dissipated the gossip power on his body, and grabbed his palm.

On the other hand, Li Hu was no better, and Li Hu's Zhigang Yang's strong vajra finger was also wrapped in Xuanyuanwen's palm and caught it unscathed.

For a while, the original mortal situation was reversed by Xuanyuan Wen in an instant.

"Today, Ji Wuqing, the two of you will definitely die!!" Xuanyuan Wen laughed at the sky.

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"Xuanyuan Kid can actually touch such a realm, it's really terrifying!" Gong Wuji said with satisfaction, but there was a dangerous light in his eyes, and he looked at Xuanyuan Wen as if he was hungry for a delicious meal.

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Rocky hills.

In the messy gravel hill, except for the fierce gusts of wind, only Li Gangbiao's heavy wheezing sound remained.

At Li Gangbiao's feet was lying Ouyang Ghost.

Ouyang Ghost's neck seemed to have been broken, because