Le smiled, the boat in the desert finally stopped, stopping in a mountain gorge in the middle of the mountain gorge, in the mountain gorge, there seems to be a different world, of course, the wind and sand is still wind and sand, but it is not as big as the outside, so that people can survive.

In the desert between the valleys, there are dozens of buildings with different styles from other places, simple yurts, and in and out of the yurts, there are slightly dark-skinned, some mixed-race people, Bole bears his hands, standing on the top of the mountain: "This village, called Saudi Village, lives here, is a branch of the ethnic minorities in the desert of Beiju Luzhou. ”

Zhuang Wangu didn't care about whether the Saudi village was a Saudi village or not, what Zhuang Wangu wanted to know was why Bole wanted to bring himself here, Bole said: "I brought you here to see a rather interesting disciple of mine." ”

Walking in the low mountains of the valley, I turned around for half a circle, and I saw the children that Bole was talking about, it should be said that it was a group of children, but among these children, one of the most obvious was that this child was older than the other children, about seven or eight years old, while the other children were only five or six years old.

"This kid's name is bin Laden." Bole said: "What an interesting child. ”

This big kid named bin Laden had a completely simple smile on his face, but he was holding a sharp knife in his hand, a bright and bright blade, and this kid named bin Laden did not stab others with a sharp blade, but plunged the sharp blade into his thigh, and the blood stained the thigh of the seven- or eight-year-old child, and it flowed down little by little. But bin Laden did not cry out in pain or cry, but laughed, laughing heartily.

"This child is inherently evil, he can't cry, he is not afraid of pain, and the deeper he stabs. The harder he laughs, the more he likes to abuse himself. Bole also showed an interested look in his eyes: "Isn't this interesting." ”

bin Laden was obviously not satisfied with just stabbing himself, but looked at the dozen or so five or six-year-olds in front of him: "Stab, stab, stab yourself in the thigh." If you want to become stronger, you have to train yourselves in this way. ”

"In our Saudi village, the environmental conditions are harsh, the wind and sand are full of sky, there are no water and grass at all, and there are a few sand thieves running rampant, so if you want to survive, you should stab yourself in the thigh. Endure the pain and become stronger. to rob other people. ”

"It's just to snatch other people's survival food away from them in such a harsh environment. We can live. "Osama bin Laden, who is only eight years old, is obviously already demagoguery, or rather, quite skilled and quite good at this business.

Children in harsh environments are more likely to grow up early, and more than a dozen children of five or six years old below show greedy eyes like wolves, and they can't live without food. This is the consensus of this desert, grab. It's not a bad shape, if it weren't for the fact that there are too few to grab now, I'm afraid I would have robbed it a long time ago.

"Thorn! Stab! Stab! Laden roared, and more than a dozen children of five or six years old below pierced the sharp blade deep into their thighs, bloody yellow sand, and after bin Laden said this for a long time, the brainwashing was successful, and these children did not show too painful looks, but smiled hideously.

The more than a dozen five or six-year-old children were laughing, they finally took the first step to become stronger, inserting the sharp blade into the **, although it was their own **, and bin Laden was also laughing, stabbing the sharp blade into his thigh, the feeling of bleeding blood was really cool, it was really cool to abuse himself, not to mention, it felt so good to brainwash so many people, a feeling of completely controlling them. Osama bin Laden liked the feeling of being a superior person, even if there were only a dozen or so children below.

"Since we have stabbed ourselves with a knife, we are murderers, but how can a murderer kill only himself." Bin Laden smiled so sweetly and so sweetly, he walked into the sand, and out of the yellow sand came a man, a big living man, looking at his clothes, he looked like a sand thief.

It is indeed a sand thief, this sand thief broke into the village of Saud, originally just to rob while the adults were away, who expected to meet bin Laden, was deceived by the child's sweet smile, drank the well water from this kid, and was hit by **, and was immediately tied up by bin Laden with a strong rope after falling unconscious.

"This is a completely new person, if we want to become a murderer and rob other people, we have to kill people first, we are all good friends, so let's kill." Arden stabbed himself in the thigh with a knife that stabbed him in the thigh, and stabbed into the hand of the sand thief, blood splattered, because Arden was the first, and the sand thief couldn't resist at all, those children who had just stabbed themselves and were red with blood, shouted "Kill!" Kill the thief's body.

The sand thief did not die, but he was stabbed countless times in his hands, legs and chest, and the reason why he did not die was because Arden used an elixir from Bole to make him temporarily immortal, but the more immortal, the more painful he was.

More than a dozen children of five or six years old had blood on their hands, but bin Laden was not satisfied: "Your method of killing, after being too weak, is just a stabbing method, where is the only one, you should learn from me." With a bright scimitar, Arden stabbed the sand thief in the crotch.

The tragic sound shook the sky, "Kill-" rather demagogic words, bin Laden became happier the more he killed, and the more than ten children behind him were also more and more happy, and the blood of the sand thieves splashed directly on the hands of the more than ten children, who were absolutely not bloodstained.

The originally clear eyes were already filled with blood-red killing intent at this time, and it was really killing, killing, killing, killing.

The more you kill, the happier you get, and the more you kill, the more excited you get.

"We are all good friends, and in the future, we will go together to kill people, to rob, to rob other people's treasures, to rob other people's wives and children." Osama bin Laden yelled that the other children should also be attached to him: "We are all good friends, good friends who kill together." ”

"Shoot, shoot, shoot." The applause sounded, and Bole was clapping: "It's really exciting, over the years, among the apprentices I have accepted, this one is the most interesting, and it may also be the strongest in the future, whether it is God, Satan or Allah, Budding cannot be compared." ”

"Ardennes, Arden, it's worth looking forward to you." Bole laughed, standing on the mountain and looking at the valley, looking at bin Laden in the wind and sand, his face was stained with blood, he really liked this apprentice, he really had an appetite for him, as if it was that

We're all good friends. ”

Zhuang Wangu's snow eyebrows wrinkled tighter and tighter, he already wanted to kill bin Laden, bin Laden this son, he will be a demon star in the future, if he keeps it, he is afraid that he will definitely be a victim, at the moment when the red dragon blood-devouring sword shot, he was blocked by a shiny scimitar, and it was Bole who shot.

The Red Dragon Blood Devouring Sword is of course an evil sword, and the scimitar in Bo Le's hand, with a lot of skulls engraved on it, is obviously also an evil knife, this sword and sword clashed in an instant, letting Zhuang Wangu know that Bo Le's mana will not be inferior to himself.

It's just that the person who should be killed, he must definitely be killed, this is Zhuang Wangu's principle, no matter how strong the person who blocks is, and how Bole is, he wants to kill bin Laden, that's it. And Bole obviously didn't let bin Laden die, and the scimitar conjured up one style after another.

"There's no reason why you're going to kill bin Laden."

"Huh?"

"Yes, there is no reason, your reason or the future that he will become a demon star and become the creator of the Three Realms Killing Tribulation, but he has not done anything now, all he has done is to stab himself in the thigh with a knife and kill a sand thief who has invaded his homeland. In the future, he may become a demon star, that is a matter of the future, and now he does not deserve to die, and you want to kill him now, just because he may become a demon star in the future, you can't justify this reason. "Bole's voice is quite fast.

"I'm sorry, you may have made a mistake." Zhuang Wan said: "I only ask if I should be killed, I have never been absolutely fair, and now." From my personal point of view, I should kill him, and that's enough. ”

"If you want to kill him, that's quite embarrassing, I have decided to accept him as a full disciple, not like before, I used to teach Budding, God, Satan, Allah, and start to see that they are still talented. But there is still a gap with what I asked, so I only taught half of it, and now this bin Laden, completely to my liking, must accept him as my real disciple, so. How can my disciple kill you, if you must kill you, then I will kill you. ”

On one side is Beiyue Heavenly Emperor Zhuang Wangu, and on the other side is Bole, the teacher of ten thousand people.

"Today, I want to take a look at the ability of the dignified Beiyue Heavenly Emperor, the red dragon devours blood, instantaneously moves, the space is locked, and the space is destroyed." Bole moved his muscles casually, still dressed as a fisherman. But now that he is ready to make a move, Bo Le's aura is completely different from before: "I still want to show you something." It's my ability, I guess you're curious too. As a teacher of 10,000 people, Bole, who understands the art of the world, what is my real ability. ”

Zhuang Wangu's silver hair danced: "Since that's the case, let's fight." "Or it's not fair to bin Laden now, except for bin Laden now, but sometimes, things don't get fair. It's a completely intuitive feeling to kill this one.

The killing machine is about to break out, between Zhuang Wangu and Bole, the two strong men.

Bin Laden followed Bole for a while. Naturally, you can hear the conversation between Zhuang Wangu and Bole, but bin Laden's face is not afraid, he is not afraid, he knows that the silver-haired man is very strong, and he knows that his life is hanging by a thread, but bin Laden suddenly found that his life is hanging by a thread, and there is a more exciting feeling, which is much more exciting than stabbing himself and stabbing sand thieves before, and bin Laden knows that he really likes this kind of life that hangs by a thread.

That kind of excitement, that kind of enjoyment, so exciting that bin Laden stabbed his left leg again, and both legs were bloody, but this feeling was so refreshing.

"Count 50,000 years, count 50,000 years, just 100,000 years, all in the palm of your hand." The arrogant words came from the mouth of the valley, and at the mouth of the valley, Gu Lai Xi sat on a donkey, and the donkey climbed up the mountain step by step, and Gu Lai Xi sat on the donkey and got closer and closer.

"See the Heavenly Emperor of Beiyue, see the division of ten thousand." Gu Laixi's identity is the master of Xuanmen, although he is a master of fortune and a god of great power, but the gap between his identity and these two is still a bit big.

"Is this one called bin Laden, are you fighting over the question of whether to kill him or not?" Gu Lai said: "Bole, you have to protect him, you have to be his master, but you haven't thought about it, will bin Laden want to kill you, do you have the consciousness of being killed by your own apprentice." ”

Bole didn't groan, and immediately asked: "bin Laden, if you have the opportunity to kill me and get all my mana, will you do it?" ”

"Of course I don't do it, my favorite thing is the master, how can I do it." Bin Laden's answer was also quite fast, without a trace of delay, with a pure smile on his face: "A teacher for one day, a father for life." "That's pretty clear.

"Very good, Gu Laixi, see it, my apprentice won't want to kill me." Bole looked at Gu Laixi, blood, splashing, head, soaring, bin Laden's body had no head, it was Bole who shot, and the weapon was the evil scimitar.

Bole looked at bin Laden, who was falling to the ground and didn't react at all: "bin Laden, you shouldn't hesitate, in the face of that problem, there are only two kinds of people who will not hesitate, one is a person who is righteous and righteous, and the other is a person who is a traitor, a hero, and a gloomy person." ”

"You are definitely not the first type, but the second type, if you answer with a trace of hesitation, I will not kill you even if you think about it with a flick of your fingers, but you don't even think about it with a flick of your fingers, it seems that you have already considered this issue before, so I have to kill you, otherwise you will definitely kill me when you have the opportunity in the future, and it must be very densely arranged."

The blood-spattered head fell on the sand, "So, I'm going to kill you, but as one of my disciples, and a disciple with great expectations, I naturally won't let a person go, I will take your subordinates with you to accompany you." ”

Bole flicked his fingers gently, and a group of children who were still shouting about their good friends just now were all killed by Bole in seconds.

Good friends, really good friends, good friends who stab themselves together with a knife and die together.

Zhuang Wangu and Bole this meeting, obviously because of bin Laden's changes, and can not talk, Zhuang Wangu trail from the West Niuhezhou, Bole out of the valley, straight to the fairy world, and then disappeared, this valley hidden in the village of Saudi Arabia, seems to have temporarily restored calm.

Gu Laixi smiled, smiling mysteriously.