Chapter Eighty-Six: Contempt

Although there is no fusion at this time, the strong strength is a proof of this fact, but will a person who has just become a soul martial artist have such strength?

"Sort of, but it was a long time ago." This secret, which seems to have been hidden for a long time, was directly told by Hai Di at this time.

"For a long time? How did you get into the soul plane? Still ......" Black Tiger's expression suddenly became serious, but then he fell into decadence, "Forget it, it's always good to have more strength now." ”

In the face of Black Tiger's words, Hai Di didn't say a word.

"Are there any other people around you?"

"There's only one."

"Is there a way to enter the White Mountain?"

Although there was a little hope in the black tiger's eyes, Hai Di shook his head helplessly.

"......"

It's obviously not safe here, and they don't have time to care about the rescue that might come from Baishan, and it's what they should do more to survive at this time. After thinking of this, he just wanted to call the black tiger in the sky, but he suddenly fell silent. Just like all the pain suddenly moved away from his body, the black tiger slowly stood up straight at this time, and then he slowly walked to Zongtian's side.

Looking at the life that had passed, although the black tiger did not have as deep a sense of guilt in his heart, compared to that young man, he actually did not have much maturity. Although he is in his thirties, and in the face of the current world, maybe he should have been used to death a long time ago, but the black tiger also has the kind of naΓ―ve thoughts in Zongtian's heart, at this time he also has an inexplicable hope for those who are missing, but the death that is close at hand pulls him into reality.

Although he ignored the physical pain because of his inner feelings, the physical condition of the black tiger was really in a precarious state. At this time, he couldn't even hold on to his feet, and just as he was about to fall, Hai Tu suddenly held his body.

"Teacher Black Tiger, you can't fall, we still need you." There didn't seem to be much concern in Hai Di's words, and Black Tiger couldn't help but smile bitterly. Now that they are half-crippled, and half-crippled with only half a life, what can they expect from themselves?

"Zongtian, do you want to take her or ......"

Even a rugged person like Hai Tu couldn't bear to talk about it anymore. Although he doesn't think about it like Zongtian, what would happen if he came a little earlier. But that's only because he has already been baptized once, and there is only one person he can save at that time, so at this time he has understood that there are not so many things in this world.

"I know there's a safe spot not far away, you ......"

Before he could finish his words, a thin sword pierced his abdomen at this moment. Such a scene was so sudden that even Hai Di herself just stared blankly at the sharp blade that passed through her body.

"Can't you just die obediently?"

Hai Tu was kicked to the ground by the person behind him, and the black tiger, who had lost his support, also fell to the side.

The person who stabbed Hai Tu was wiping the scarlet blood from the sword, and that person turned out to be Hengyun.

"Hengyun, why ......" There was a kind of disbelief in Hai Di's eyes, could it be that the person who stabbed him in front of him was the one he saved?

"I'm not targeting you." Yokoun's words were very calm, "But after thinking about it for a while, I think it's better for you to die." ”

"Who do you say let's die?" Although this was still a bit imposing, the black tiger could only barely support his body at this time.

"Black Tiger, Teacher." It's almost the same as Yokoun's usual appearance, except that his grace has completely turned into a kind of coldness, and just as he speaks, a black panther with a single horn also appears beside him.

"Teacher Black Tiger, you don't have to think I'm targeting you." The sword was inserted back into the scabbard by Yokoun, "Actually, I was targeting him. ”

Seeing the clouds pointing at him, Zongtian finally came to his senses. Is this still the Hengyun I know? Although Zongtian didn't have much intersection with him, that short conversation made Zongtian still remember it at this time.

Aren't you angry when you see the weak being bullied, when you see injustice happening right in front of your eyes? This is the question that Hengyun asked him at the time, but the person who told him that he wanted to take care of injustices was taking other people's lives.

"Why?" Although he knew that even if he asked the reason, he would not be able to escape death, but Zongtian still wanted to know the reason.

"Because of the phantom bones." Without any cover-up, Hengyun said the name that made Zongtian cry and laugh a little, "Although I know that it is impossible between you, I just think that you are a bit of an eyesore." ”

"So I need to die?" Probably stimulated too much, this kind of words related to his own life were not shouted by Zongtian, "Don't you want to take care of injustice?" Is this fair? ”

"Looks like you don't know anything, do you?" After hearing Zongtian's words, Hengyun showed a strange expression, "Actually, I haven't changed, but the world has changed." ”

"Don't you understand?" Seeing Zongtian's doubts, Hengyun chuckled, "I originally thought that as a soul master, you should have some understanding of what is going to happen, you look at the people around you, even that reckless man is a little prepared for the current situation, right?" ”

Looking at the people around him with some doubts, there was an indescribable expression on the black tiger's face, but there was not much hatred on Hai Di's face.

"If it was before, the rules of society would have constrained me to be a good person, but in these last days, I only look at injustices by my own standards." There was extreme arrogance in Hengyun's voice, and Black Tiger and Hai Di also slowly stood up in such a voice.

The white tiger appears next to the black tiger, while the sea tree appears next to a brown bear. The battle between the three soul warriors begins, one is for survival, and the other is a reason that Zongtian can't understand. Yokomo said the end times just now, right? Is the world going to be destroyed? That's why soul beasts gather in front of the passage between reality and the soul plane?

Just when Zongtian's head was about to blow up, a slap was slapped on his face. All the distress was suddenly replaced by the hot pain on his face, and Zongtian also saw the person standing in front of him clearly.

"Phantom bones? How did you end up here? Looking at his tablemates, Zong Tian couldn't help but suspect that he was dreaming. Yes, it's dreams that are so absurd, but why is the pain on your face? Don't you say you don't feel pain in your sleep?

"It looks like I'm still not awake." After talking to himself like this, Phantom Bone actually slapped himself again.

"Stop, stop." Zongtian almost subconsciously grabbed the hand of the phantom bone, "Why are you here?" ”

"Why am I not here?" Hearing Zongtian's words, Phantom Bone was a little angry, "It's not strange that our whole class is here, right?" ”

Yes, although the three of them returned to this Baishan base after eight days, it is definitely not a day's work to gather so many soul beasts, it seems that there should be more talents who are blocked out of the Baishan base, right.

"What's the fuss?! Go and help. "As soon as he pulled the sky from the ground, the phantom bone was about to join the battle.

"Aren't you surprised?" Even at this time, Zongtian didn't want to fight with his classmates, but why could Phantom Bone judge the situation at this time so quickly?

"Strange? I already knew that Yokomo was going to attack you. "For the easy explanation of the phantom bone, Zongtian is difficult to accept.

"You already knew?"

"I can't say it's early." There didn't seem to be any specific explanation for this phantom bone, but Zongtian was unrelenting in front of her.

"What's wrong? Gentleman? Is it to blame me for not reporting it to you? ”

The expression of the phantom bone was a contempt that the sky had never seen.