"General?

Deceive me, try me, can't you go back to the royal capital in Bashu?

The nameless people in the royal capital can block the ghosts of the Ghost Villa, but if the owner of the Ghost Villa makes a move, he can't stop it.

Will be against the general, king against the king, how to cross the ranks.

No one has become transcendental, but the ghost owner should be about to reach legend, right?

An assassin in the realm of legends, who has disappeared into the night, if he is determined to kill someone, then this person...

What's more, Ghost Hill is still a force, just like a nobody."

Xia Ji's expression became colder and colder.

Although he didn't see the ghost owner make a move, he instinctively smelled such a smell, as if he had a tacit understanding with his opponent.

I have to praise that this unknown opponent of the Holy Church is indeed a personal masterpiece.

Borrow a knife to kill people, and tend to devour wolves.

"Xia Ning, why did you send Hongyun back, just to talk nonsense with me?

Otherwise, I can still make a move through the red cloud.

However, if the ghosts want to invade the royal capital, it is not so easy, in addition to the group of nobodies, there are also variables in the palace. ”

Xia Ji suddenly remembered the strange appearance of the queen suddenly turning into a human fox, to be honest, he didn't believe that the queen was a demon.

But in the end, it was all his guess.

After taking a few deep breaths, he suddenly felt a burst of irritability in his heart, because of the first limit of heaven and man, this irritability was suddenly expanded by tens and hundreds of times.

The dark little man in Xia Ji's heart began to roar again.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill everyone, someone has started hurting your family, are you still so safe?"

The little man's voice was in line with his thoughts, double blessings, and it exploded in his mind.

Xia Ji was suddenly startled, and had some realization:

Is this mental limit, when all thoughts come out and then rush to occupy the body like a worm?

If you are not careful, you may change your situation, and in the end, you will definitely have the heart that you desire the most, that is, the true heart.

There are villains.

There are dark murderous villains.

There is a ruthless little man who is bent on seeking the truth.

There are also strange little people who sigh about the sentimentality of the Demon Emperor.

The rest of the thoughts are more numerous, but they are mainly the first three.

Now, there is a trace of impetuousness in his heart, and he is directly occupied by this dark thirst for killing.

He took a few deep breaths, but the mentality of salted fish in the past could not be recovered at this time.

Perhaps, only by satisfying the desire of this dark murderer will it be temporarily subdued, but it will have a stronger influence and a bigger voice.

Is this the limit of the mind?

Is it the only way for man to pass before he transforms into heaven and man?

A moment later.

Hongyun was pulled up and came to the house, and when she saw the beautiful woman lying on the bed, Hongyun was not only stunned.

Xia very briefly introduced a few words.

Hongyun can be regarded as reacquainting himself with the identity of Bai Peach.

"I'm going to have a long journey, Yanran From now on, you will pretend to be me, and if there is a flaw, you will make up for it. And then after tomorrow you will begin your journey back to the royal capital. ”

"Yes, Lord. Both women replied at the same time.

Seeing the people who were also controlled by the Lord, the two women were also a little curious about each other.

Murong Yanran said, "Lord... But what do you need Yanran to do for you?"

"No, play me. ”

"Yes..."

Bai Peach Blossom heard the coldness in Xia Ji's voice and was a little stunned.

This time they met, the Lord was really strange, first he said to himself, "I'm afraid I can't control it, what is it after drinking", and now with a murderous aura, which is unprecedented.

Don't you want to go crazy, right?

She looked up suddenly, but where was there anyone in front of her?

The white peach blossom let go of the divine consciousness, and in the divine consciousness, the Lord has disappeared, as if it had never existed, without the slightest breath, and there is no way to trace it.

Hongyun said: "The Lord has always been like this. ”

Bai Taohua was stunned, she naturally knew that the Lord was like this, but this Red Cloud with average strength obviously didn't understand the Lord at this moment...

It's a little bit out of order.

A little more terrifying.

It can be described as...

The Lord has never been like this.

She took a deep breath and looked after midnight, at the pre-dawn gray.

...

A moment later.

A gray-gold ghost appeared directly in front of Tang Candle's door.

Infiltrating the Tang Sect is difficult for even the top masters of the rivers and lakes, but it is by no means difficult for him.

Xia Ji squinted at the candle dragon's house, took a step, and went around to the back window, flicked his fingers, and the window was gently pushed open silently, and he swept into it like lightning, took the window with his backhand, and slowly flattened it.

A childlike voice sounded in the darkness.

"There is a little light in front of the bed, suspected of frost, raising his head in a black hole, bowing his head... Who are you, uncle, why are you in my house?"

Xia Ji saw clearly that the person in the darkness was Tang Zhu.

Now he lit a candle and was crouching in the corner with a book of poetry in his hand and reading.

In his right hand, he was holding a black box-like object diagonally towards the door.

It is conceivable that if Xia Ji pushed the door directly just now, I am afraid that this black box-like thing will entertain him well.

"Don't pretend anymore. ”

Xia Ji glanced at the black box.

Tang Zhu said inexplicably: "Uncle, what are you pretending?"

"You shouldn't aim your secret weapon at the door, the hostility is too obvious, and you shouldn't recite poetry after I come, but let me complain first, you're not a poem. ”

Tang Zhu looked at the black box, "Uncle, do you also know that this black box is very powerful? They don't believe me, just uncle believes, uncle must be a good person." ”

He stumbled and the black box was turned around, and Xia Ji watched his movements.

Then I saw a grimace drawn on the front of the black box, and a few words were written crookedly on the side, "Super powerful hidden weapon".

Xia Ji: ...

Tang Pig's fart ran to the side of the bed, fell down with a pop, and then dragged something black out from under the bed.

The candlelight illuminated the red paint on the black thing: a great dark weapon that could kill 10,000 people.

Xia Ji: ...

Tang Zhu smiled cutely: "Uncle, no one has ever played a game of war with Tang Zhu, which secret weapon do you want?"

Xia Ji glanced at him, and without saying a word, the enchantment was opened, and a piece of shredded paper on the table turned into a whistling knife, shooting straight at Tang Zhu.

Tang Zhu let out an "ah" as if he was stupid, and then opened his mouth to watch the shredded paper shoot in.

This moment.

There was a great deal of stillness between the two.

Xia Ji looked at Tang Pig.

Tang Zhu's pupils lost focus, revealing a look of incomprehension and fear.

Whew...

The paper had already poked at Tang Zhu's eyebrows.

Maybe it will take a few minutes and zeros to see the paper go straight through Tang Pig's head.

The paper has been inserted and blood has been brought out.

Tang Zhu's face began to distort, and he began to feel the great horror of death.

Boom.

Xia Ji clenched his fist, and the paper shattered.

"Ahhh

Tang Zhu let out a frightened scream, "It's terrible, it's terrible, it's terrible!!"

He closed his eyes, shrunk into a mass of mushrooms, shrunk to the corner, shivered, his hands outstretched, a pair of small eyes looking out through his fingers, and the gray-gold figure had disappeared in place.

Tang Zhu was stunned for a while, got up and shouted: "Uncle, uncle, were you playing with me just now, let's not play like this, it's terrible!"

Sou!!

Suddenly, a wooden thorn fell on the eaves, accelerated again in mid-air, turned into a sharp hidden weapon and shot down directly, turning in mid-air, shooting directly from the heart of Tang Zhu, and then breaking out from behind.

Boom!!

Tang Zhu fell to his knees and fell forward heavily, and soon there was a pool of blood under him.

It seems that he is a real pig, to be slaughtered, and all the feelings that he may be strong are just illusions.