How much murder was done three years ago?

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He has a heart-to-heart with Ran, and he established a bond after only a brief meeting, so he naturally knows Ran's temperament.

Casual, bland, indifferent. It's as if everything in the world is not taken to heart.

For what killing?

No one told him.

It is rumored in the world that hundreds of thousands of people in the Western Capital and its surrounding areas came back from the dead three years ago, and he has always scoffed at it.

Now it seems that the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood are probably all cast by his brother.

"Great Demon King!"

There was still a panicked noise in the crowd.

From time to time, people flee from here.

The murderous Great Demon King should have made everyone flee in a hurry, didn't he?

Why would anyone dare to stay and watch their game?

Ah, I guess it's because I haven't confirmed it yet!

Many of them, who had not even seen the face of Ran, were perished.

The reason why I stayed here was more because of hatred.

The revenge of killing oneself and destroying one's family is not something that can be easily let go.

Even if this person is not the murderer he used to be, and looks similar to him, it is his sin!

People panicked and cursed.

Argus doesn't care.

He didn't care what others thought of him.

But the six ears cannot.

Six ears stood in the crowd, a little overwhelmed.

Why is everyone scolding the master? He...... What did you do wrong?

The god paused and looked at Argus, trying to see how he reacted.

Argus was silent, and he looked around with a cold face.

If not, what would be done?

Run!

That guy is most comfortable, and he definitely won't entangle with them.

And what about Argus?

People who don't know him, just looking at his sad expression, will definitely think that this is a violent and murderous person.

But how many people did he kill?

When I followed Sal, I killed a lot, but I didn't know why, and I didn't need to know it.

After raising Liu'er, he never killed anyone again.

He is a principled man, and he needs a reason to kill.

But he never cared what others thought.

Therefore, even if others humiliate him and spit on him, it does not hurt his dignity.

He just felt troublesome, and there was - worried about the six ears.

After a brief period of confusion, Liu'er fell into anger and agitation.

After all, he is still young, and his Taoism is still shallow, so he only thinks that these people are unreasonable.

So he yelled, trying to reverse their minds.

He was quickly noticed, and they cursed and tore at him.

Wukong and the others looked at Argus on the stage, and some pity poured out inexplicably in their hearts.

This person is not a person after all.

What if not?

Will he kill everyone here?

Vic watched coldly, and his heart was full of playfulness.

Bulma and the Turtle Immortals in the audience were also silent, and even they didn't know what to do with such a loud denunciation.

Argus saw six ears in the audience.

Liu'er was raised by himself since he was a child, and although he didn't force him to train, the advantage of his bloodline also allowed him to have a physique far beyond that of an adult. Of course, ordinary people can't hurt him.

But when I saw my own people being bullied, I still felt uncomfortable.

Then everyone saw Argus standing with his hands on his shoulders like a lonely peak, looking at them coldly.

In his eyes, he was as bloody as a beast.

The crowd fell silent.

Argus raised his eyes, his eyebrows were cold, but he didn't speak, but everyone was getting more and more panicked.

The gods watched quietly.

Tianjin Fan thought that Argus was going to kill someone, and was about to take a step, but was stopped by Wukong.

- He didn't have a murderous aura.

Vic snorted, his eyes scornful.

Argus said in a low voice: "I just don't, if you have a grudge, you might as well try."

The voice was not loud, but because of the solemn atmosphere, this sentence reached people's ears, but it was like a thunderous roar, and it made me panic.

For a while, it was silent.

Argus raised his eyes and made another round of inspections.

At this moment, the crowd suddenly made a big noise, and everyone fled in a hurry. For a moment, there were no more spectators in the auditorium.

- Except for the six ears and the turtle immortals.

Argus chuckled, glanced at Liu'er, and turned his head.

Liu'er was stunned for a moment, but when he saw Argus's silence, his heart calmed down. There was no squeak very tacitly, and he looked at the stage quietly.

Cracking sound.

Argus was extremely talented, but he had never studied martial arts systematically.

But Rao is like this, and after fighting for a while, he can still fight with the gods.

The god slashed down, and Argus tilted his body and punched the god in the face.

The palm wind tore through the fabric on Argus's chest, revealing the mighty muscles—and the golden half-ring on his chest.

Inhibitions.

The god smiled subtly and relaxed.

Argus looked at the thing, expressionless.

"Bondage?"

Argus's eyelashes twitched, and his tone suddenly changed: "Who are you!"

"I am a god."

The gods are frank and unabashed.

Argus's pupils shrank sharply.

In the distance, Vic's ears moved, his eyes changed slightly, hooked the corners of his mouth, and laughed.

"Old fellow!"

Argus squinted, silent.

The gods said, "Do you know that this thing was originally mine."

Argus was silent for a moment, then said, "What is your purpose?"

The gods said, "There is no purpose, it's just that I can help you unravel it."

Argus looked at him coldly.

"What the hell is this?"

"This is the holy weapon of the temple, which was originally used to suppress evil things."

The gods sighed.

At that time, he was worried that the holy weapon left by the baby who had fallen into the evil path would be used like this.

Humans are terrible creatures.

Thrall not only cloned a baby, but even modified the holy vessel to enslave others.

This is blasphemous.

Argus said, "This thing, no one knows the spell anyway, and it doesn't hurt to be on it."

Thrall is dead, no one can control him with it, and the current Tightening Charm is just a useless trinket.

The god shook his head: "This is meant to suppress evil, if you have evil in your heart, this thing will still attack, and there is no need for human control."

Argus squinted: "Do you mean that this thing didn't attack because I wasn't evil?"

The god smiled, "Exactly."

Argus sneered: "Wouldn't it be better to stay with me?" If I sin in the future, you don't even need to do it. ”

The Celestial God said: "You are not evil now, and you will not be in the future." This thing is in you, but it will become your inner demon. ”

Argus glanced at him faintly, but his hand unconsciously caressed the golden ring.

The Celestial God said: "Although this thing has been transformed, it is still rooted in divinity, although I can't use it to control you like Sal, but I can try to disarm him."

Argus pondered for a moment, then nodded.

"Maybe it hurts, you have to endure it."

"Huh!"

Vic squinted and looked at the two people on the stage with bad intentions.

Thanks to his racial talent, his hearing is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Others didn't know what these two people were doing, but he could hear it clearly.

But I saw Argus loosen his shoulders and look bleak and cold.

The god walked slowly towards him, his expression kind.

Is this to whitewash him?

Everyone at the bottom felt inexplicable.

The gods raised their hands, holding a golden light in their hands, divine and pure.

This is the divine power of the gods.

The golden ring on Argus's chest also began to tremble, as if in resonance, emitting a dazzling golden light.

"Wow!"

Everyone was in an uproar.

Argus frowned, then his face became more and more ugly.

Muscles gradually bulged on his forehead, and thin sweat trickled under his chin.

This kind of pain - he was all too familiar!

Inhibitions!

It hurts more and more.

Then he heard the gentle voice of the gods: "Be still, be not afraid, and be not angry, for that will increase your suffering."

Fear, hatred, anger, these negative emotions can provoke anger and lead to evil—the holy weapon is meant to suppress evil, and the more resentment, the more painful it is.

Argus gritted his teeth, his body trembling.

The pain reminded him of Dr. Sal.

The man he had been watching for sixteen years.

For a while, the expression was even more hideous.

"Argus!"

The gods drank lowly.

Argus squinted, beads of sweat on his eyelashes. He struggled, twisting his head.

There, Xiao Liuer looked at him worriedly.

Scold! I'm not the Argus I was anymore, am I?

Most of the rings have been removed, and the pain continues.

Everyone looked inexplicable, but Wukong was the only one who could see a little bit of it.

At least - the gods were helping him.

However, there are always restless people.

Vic looked coldly, he hated this kindness from the bottom of his heart.

He was a very rebellious man, and the kind faces of these righteous people disgusted him.

He raised his hand, and a chill flashed in his eyes.

He remembered the curse that the Great Demon King had cast three years earlier.

There is a faint purple aura condensed in his hand.

- Demonic energy!

Let me make this prophecy come true!

The gods inadvertently glanced at it, and were immediately shocked, but they were at an important juncture and couldn't be separated.

Vic smirked evilly, and threw the purple qi in his hand at Argus.

Everyone was shocked, but they didn't have time to react.

The purple gas had penetrated into Argus's body without hindrance.

Three years ago, he was instilled with demonic energy, but his mind was too strong to work.

And now, the pain of the Spell of Bondage was tormenting Argus's will, and this was probably his weakest moment.

The gods looked at Argus in horror.

Argus's expression was still so painful, and the wisp of demonic energy seemed to sink into the sea, without a trace.

At this moment, Argus's eyes opened suddenly, and his eyes were blurred and empty, like muddy well water.

The gods hesitated slightly, but they quickened even more. The golden light is even greater.

Vic stared at Argus intensely.

The sky flickered brightly and darkly, and the air was gloomy, as if a storm was coming.

The gods suddenly had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

This strong man was almost collapsed, but his body twitched from time to time, which told everyone that he was still in pain.

But even when he was dying, this man still stood, like a pine swaying in the wind, standing proudly.

The gods took a deep breath, and they were only a fraction of a second!

He didn't hesitate.

Is that really the right thing to do? What if he pulls out the holy weapon and he falls into the devil? At that time, will I be able to trick him into bringing this thing again?

No! No, it won't! He was a good boy and a man of integrity.

He had not been enchanted before, and he would not be, nor would he ever - even if he were tempted, he would not go astray.

The god looked at Vic coldly, disgusted.

It was at this moment that Argus opened his eyes.

He looked at the gods in a daze, with confusion and panic in his eyes.

Softly, but like a demon's whisper, he pronounced a name.

"Saar......