"Lone eagle, lone eagle, two Adepts have arrived. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The strong man dressed like a lone eagle ran panting and shouted, "The head of the mountain cannon has been cut off, and they are coming this way." ”

The lone eagle glanced back at the dead fish, who lifted the closed iron box and nodded to him.

"Let me ask you again, where is the goods?" Lone Eagle pointed the pistol at Ah Cheng's head this time, pursed his mouth, and looked very breathless.

Ah Cheng didn't speak, but raised the corners of his lips slightly, with an unyielding look.

Bang, gunshots rang out. A streak of blood splashed from the side, wetting half of Ah Cheng's face.

The white wolf was shot in the head, and he didn't even have the last cathartic cry to the world, and he died very indifferently. Perhaps, some people are destined to die without knowing what to say, just as they were born without knowing what to say.

"McGee, take him away." Lone Eagle put away his pistol, turned around and glanced at Feng Jing lying on the operating table, and said unbearably, "Dead fish, blow this up." So saying, he stepped forward, took the iron box in the hand of the dead fish, and walked out the door.

"Yes." The dead fish replied, then spoke in Thai, asking the amateur gunman to fetch the bomb.

The young man known as McGee did not answer Lone Eagle's words, but waved his hand to beckon two guards and asked them to relieve Ah Cheng, while he followed Lone Eagle out.

Click, a time bomb was pasted under the operating table, the dead fish smiled wickedly, looked at Feng Jing and said: "Your self-repair ability is very strong, the immortal body is right, see if your repair ability is strong or my bomb is powerful." After planting the bomb, the dead fish walked out of the room without looking back, gave Feng Jing a flying kiss, and then posted another one by the door.

For death, Feng Jing chose to be indifferent. What is there to be nostalgic for a person who only has a memory of four months? In this strange world. Life, it has no meaning, death, perhaps, is the destination.

"There's a bomb, don't come in." Feng Jing's sensitive ears heard the footsteps coming from the corridor outside the door, and he bit his lower lip, but still shouted, maybe this was the only thing he could do before he died. However, he didn't know why he wanted to make such a play, since he thought that death was more meaningful than life, he should let more people come to the funeral.

Maybe the ones he thinks are Lan Yu, they like to survive.

Qiankun stood on his heels against the current, listened carefully to the sound of the bomb, and shouted: "Run, there is a bomb." After shouting, his hands crossed the seal, and the figure rushed into the corridor and swept towards Feng Jing's room.

Long Nose was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he swept around and ran towards the passage, but it was still too late, and there were bombs in the dark of the corridor. Long Nose shouted before he died: "The left spirit envoy is too unrighteous." Then the mud and the flames covered his body.

Qiankun stood in front of the operating table against the current, and put down his hands with seals.

Everything was fine, the explosion died down, and the room went back to normal. The only difference is that there is no hanging white wolf.

Feng Jing blinked, looking at the incandescent lamp on the ceiling, wondering if he had come to hell - the hell building was exactly the same as the building on earth, including his own death?

Feng Jing saw the reverse current of Qiankun who was looking at him with great interest, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Going against the current." The words of the Qiankun countercurrent are unambiguous, and the name is really reported.

Qiankun is against the current, this name Feng Jing naturally remembers that the girl named Lan Yu said that he was chasing and killing himself. Perhaps, he has been killed now and gone to hell together, but he can't believe that the person he tried to save just now is actually the one who chased him.

"Unfortunately, I didn't get you to kill me." Feng Jing raised his shouting horn, as if everything in the world was so ridiculous.

"Oh, you'd love for me to kill you!" Qiankun swirled around the operating table where Feng Jing was lying against the current, and was very interested in the iron buckle buckled on Feng Jing's body, "It turns out that you are afraid of electricity!" Oh, that's right, your ability depends on the spirit, and if you can't concentrate your mind, you'll be a waste. Alas, I still underestimate the people of this time and space, and my head is bright! ”

Feng Jing pursed his lips and smiled, as if mocking.

"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?" Qiankun stopped against the current, and also raised a smile.

"I'm not dead yet?" Feng Jing asked suspiciously, his voice was very small, as if he was asking himself.

The corners of Qiankun's mouth raised against the current pulled up another arc, and he laughed out loud: "Of course I'm not dead, but I'm going to die now." ”

Feng Jing ignored the handsome man in a robe beside him, and looked at everything in the room, everything had not changed, the only thing that remained unchanged was the hanging white wolf.

He closed his eyes and felt the breath. Suddenly, when I opened my eyes, I used my right hand hard, and the iron ring that held my wrist broke, and there was no current.

"Oh, it looks like you still want to live!" Qiankun Countercurrent still saw Feng Jing's mentality of wanting to die, "But, it seems to be a little late." ”

Feng Jing's other hand also used his strength, tore off the iron ring, sat up, and reached for the iron buckle on his ankle: "You won't kill me, if you kill me, you won't save me." ”

"Wrong." Qiankun Countercurrent suddenly pulled out the empty sword on his back, dodged, and the long sword pierced into Feng Jing's heart.

Feng Jing had just broken the iron buckle on his ankle and stopped, and the iron buckle slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, making a loud noise. Feng Jing's pale lips were half open, and his eyes were raised from the Kongming Sword inserted into his chest, looking at the Qiankun in front of him. The corners of his mouth twitched back inadvertently, and his eyes closed reluctantly.

Qiankun snorted against the current, and his fingers quickly tapped Feng Jing's shoulder blade twice, and then injected a stream of black gas into his body. After everything was completed, he took out the empty sword on Feng Jing's heart and inserted it into his back, and in an instant, an extra scabbard appeared on his back.

Losing the support of the reverse current, Feng Jing's body collapsed on the operating table.

Qiankun turned against the current, and a layer of gas was forced out from the palm of his hand, and Feng Jing's body that was about to fall to the ground was floated, and slowly floated to the operating table until he lay down well.

At this time, Feng Jing's body no longer dripped blood, as if the sword of the heart was just an anesthetic needle inserted into the heart, allowing him to sleep peacefully, or let him die for a while.

"Let me unlock the second seal for you." Qiankun muttered to himself against the current, and after that, he tore off the clothes on Feng Jing's body, revealing his entire upper body.

Qiankun counter-current, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was breathless, looking like he was thinking.

"Eye of the Sky." When Qiankun opened his eyes, the third eye on his forehead was also opened. With that, I saw the hand of Qiankun against the current turn in the air, the palm of the hand on Feng Jing's chest, pressed down, and slid down to the lower body, all the way to the abdomen.

When Qiankun's countercurrent palm was withdrawn from Feng Jing's abdomen, the pentagonal shape of the abdomen was golden and shiny, and then veins appeared around his body, enveloping Feng Jing's entire body, like a person wrapped in tree roots. The corners of the pentagonal shape are connected to the veins, but one of the corners and veins is broken, which is the first layer of seals for Dongcheng Middle School to lift the ban against the current.

Qiankun glanced at the corners of the broken veins, covered the navel of Feng Jing with his palm, slowly retracted, and the five fingers were deformed and split, forming claws, and inserting them into the five corners of the pentagon. His eyes were closed, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and when he opened his eyes, his blood-stained hand was withdrawn from Feng Jing's abdomen.

Suddenly, Feng Jing's pentagon grew a golden pillar of light, more than ten centimeters high.

Seeing this scene, Qiankun couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and the vertical eye on his forehead blinked, shooting out a white light that penetrated the pillar of light. Then he gritted his teeth, held his breath, and exerted his strength, and when the pentagonal pillar of light twisted a little, blood overflowed from the third eye on his forehead.

The second horn of the quintetsu breaks off with the veins, and the third blood drip down the jaw.

Qiankun counter-current put away the white light from his third eye, closed it, and disappeared from his forehead. He raised his hand and wiped a handful of blood from his chin to reveal a smug smile. Then, put both hands on both sides of the pillar of light, exert force, and press the pillar of light back into Feng Jing's abdomen in the air.

When everything was done, Qiankun collapsed to the ground against the current, baring his teeth and laughing stupidly.

Feng Jing on the operating table was still asleep, and he didn't see any pain. Perhaps, he is dead.

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