Guo Ke's eyes showed fear, such a thing happened to him, a shy teenager, and a shadow was quietly growing in his heart. But this did not completely shatter his reason, and he opened his mouth free of bondage: "Save ......"

As soon as he spit out a word, Guo Ke shook his head violently and shouted loudly: "Leave me alone, take care of my parents!" ”

Wen Jin's face was calm, he suddenly grinned, and smiled: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." He turned his head to look at the man in black, "Let go of Guo Ke, you can say whatever you want." With that, he put his hands behind his back, one hand containing thunder and the other hand containing flames.

The little gangster, now the man in black in Phnom Penh, let out a strange laugh again: "Haha, hehehe, do you think I will let go of the hatred you killed me twice so easily?" Every time I am killed and resurrected, I get closer to the shadows, both physically and personally...... I'm telling you, our enmity is great! ”

At this moment, his distorted expression suddenly became a little trance-like, and for a moment, the little gangster who was more innocent and unshadowed regained the upper hand. He grinned and let out a sad and self-deprecating laugh: "Ha, you beautiful 'beauty' have caused me a lot of trouble...... I really miss the old days, and I don't want to be a shadow of emotionlessness......"

After that, he grinned and said, "Eh, it hurts, it hurts, I can hear the whispers of the shadows, he is eroding my spirit again...... Beauty, don't forget me, the real me...... I don't want to leave no trace in this world, goodbye, goodbye......"

The black threads gradually climbed up from his body and stayed on his face, making him look so hideous, so ...... Lamentable. Black emerged from his eyes, gradually occupying, consuming the last of his clarity. At this moment, he took on the role of a shadow.

Wen Jin's face was unhappy, not only because he called himself a beauty, but also some, uh, a little sympathy.

In his hands behind him, the thunder and fire swelled violently, and even gradually intertwined and danced together. But he still didn't make a move, because, even if it turned into a shadow, the little gangster still held the dagger tightly, and it was too close to Guo Ke's throat.

The little thug with the black silk thread wrapped around his body let out a strange laugh again, and his mental state was obviously abnormal. The enemy was very arrogant and his methods were extremely cruel, so that Wen Jin did not dare to act rashly.

In the midst of strange laughter, the thug stretched out his hand and said in a loud voice: "Shadows, black fog!" ”

Wen Jin was stunned for a moment, and then understood what the little gangster meant. He was asking for the black ball that had been condensed by the black mist. He hesitated, and after a moment's hesitation, the thug became impatient. With a press of his hand, the dagger left a thin wound on Guo Ke's neck.

Wen Jin hurriedly shouted: "Don't! Hurriedly took out the useless black ball from the Qiankun ring, and threw it at the gangster with the intention that it was useless to himself anyway, and was caught by his backhand.

The little thug smiled: "You, very cooperative." Then, a black light appeared on the hand holding the black ball, and the black purple light was extremely enchanting, slowly enveloping the black ball turned into the black mist, like a poisonous snake entangled with its prey, and then the light was in full bloom, and it disappeared suddenly, disappearing with the black ball.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wen Jin's eyes flashed with thunder, and time was stagnant. He slammed his steps, and the earthy soil exploded under his feet, and the whole person turned into a ray of light, passing through the space with a sonic boom, and the thunder and fire in his two hands slashed at the thugs.

In the eyes of Wen Jin, who had stagnated in time, the gangster's mouth slowly opened, revealing a malicious smile. At the same time as the bad feeling rose from Wen Jin's heart, the little gangster removed the dagger resting on Guo Ke's neck, and at a speed that Wen Jin didn't expect, he inserted his backhand and accurately inserted it into Guo Ke's heart.

Wen Jin's eyes slowly widened, and his pupils gradually contracted. And the little gangster didn't seem to be affected by Wen Jin's speed, opened his mouth, and let out a complete wild laugh: "Hahahahaha, this is a sacrifice to the shadow!" ”

The little thug tried to open his arms, but the next moment, the thunder fire in Wen Jin's hand came. The violent explosion was accompanied by a wildly expanding thunder and flames, completely engulfing the poor man who was occupied by the shadows.

When the flames and thunder and lightning died away, there was only a faint shadow on the ground. And Wen Jin didn't look at it, and hurriedly walked to Guo Ke who was lying on the ground, with the blood slowly flowing from Guo Ke's heart reflected in his eyes.

Wen Jin knelt down beside Guo Ke, held up his head, and looked at his eyes that were slowly losing focus, only to feel that there was a piece missing in his heart, empty.

Guo Ke's trembling hand slowly rose, and he grabbed Wen Jin's left hand weakly, and made a ho-ho sound from his mouth, as if he wanted to say something......

A drop of crystal sparkle spilled out of Wen Jin's eyes, slowly flowing over his somewhat twitching face, over his tightly bitten lips, dripping from his chin and shattering on the ground. He managed to smile and said in as calm a tone as possible, "Good brother...... What do you want to say, it's okay, it's okay, I'm listening. ”

Guo Ke's mouth trembled slightly, and he said weakly: "Take care, take care of my parents...... Here, go down this road, take it, take me with ......"

Even if he said it vaguely, Wen Jin was clear about his thoughts, what Guo Ke said was that he was expressing the way of cultivating immortals. Wen Jin looked at Guo Ke, wanting to engrave his face in his heart.

He could feel that Guo Ke's body temperature was gradually dropping and gradually becoming cold. He looked at Guo Ke and suddenly hallucinated, a wisp of smoke rose from Guo Ke's body, turning into a teenager, smiling shyly...... An illusory voice flowed through Wen Jin's mind: "My dream is to become an immortal cultivator!" ”

The smoke filled, dispersed and gathered, turning into a worried teenager, and the voice sounded again: "My parents often sit here and watch the sunset together...... "The teenager turned his head and looked at Wen Jin: "Can you help me find my parents?" ”

The smoke shifted, this time a teenager with a dagger to his throat. The boy's eyes showed fear and reluctance, and he shouted, "Leave me alone, take care of my parents......"

The smoke dispersed like a dream bubble, and the boy was lying on the ground, blood flowing from his heart, bright red. But he had a satisfied smile on his face, like an old man who was satisfied with the bereaved family he had written.

Wen Jin looked at Guo Ke like this, gritted his teeth, and shouted in a roaring tone: "System, save Guo Ke, no matter what the cost!" ”

"He hasn't seen his parents yet!"

A hehehe laugh rang out, and he said in an obscene tone that belonged to the Heavenly Court system, "You finally remembered me. ”