The disaster situation in Sichuan has reached the point of heartbreak, and whenever I see those pictures on the news, pictures and information on the Internet, the sad feeling makes people feel powerless. We may be far away from them, but we may be safe and sound. But we should all open our hearts and show compassion and help for those who have been harmed by the disaster. Even if it's a little bit of effort......

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It seems that when Zhao Yan and the temporary Victory Army composed of part of the Fifth Army boarded the Victory and set off for Aiying City, the people of Tiancheng really came out of the shadow of the war.

This ancient city has undergone earth-shaking changes in a short period of time, which seems to mean the beginning of a new life.

What the new life will look like, no one knows.

But didn't a philosopher say that the unknown future is full of passion.

Zhao Yan looked at the gradually smaller city under the airship, and sighed in his heart.

But he always felt as if something was wrong.

The speed of the goblin airship is very fast, at least much faster than that of the Menghan generation. Standing on the goblin airship, a strong sense of pride welled up. The benefits of this invention are not ordinary!

The Victory is almost to the sword, and the first army of the Ai Ying Yanzi led by the mad dragon is probably still not far from the Heavenly City!

Zhao Yan stood on the edge of the airship, holding his hands behind, looking at everything in his eyes stupidly.

This is the first time Zhao Yan has stood on a goblin airship to really enjoy the scenery in his sight.

The previous few times under the oppression of war, he couldn't let go of his mood at all. And this time, he really realized that the condescending feeling is so good.

The oncoming cold wind hit Zhao Yan's face, and he felt a burst of coolness, and he realized more deeply that the air in the sky was so fresh.

The corners of his mouth inadvertently bloomed with a smile.

The goblin airship didn't shake at all, but Zhao Yan's line of sight seemed to shake.

The grainy houses and the white clouds that were within reach suddenly disappeared, obscured by a dark shadow. This black shadow was still moving, and Zhao Yan looked at it, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Joel!

Zhao Yan didn't have time to shout, let alone retreat for help, so he was tightly grabbed by Joel's shoulder.

The next moment, Joel tiptoed a little on the wall along the airship, and then grabbed Zhao Yan and jumped down the airship.

Everyone only felt that the airship moved slightly, and when they turned their heads to look, Zhao Yan disappeared.

Chucks saw all this, but he didn't have time to rescue, and with his current skills, there was definitely no way to jump from such a high altitude to rescue Zhao Yan.

On the goblin airship, there was a deathly silence.

"Joel, why are you here?" Zhao Yan blurted out in confusion.

Joel's black robe spread out to the sides, swinging up and down in mid-air like the wings of a group of bats, his claws tightly grasped Zhao Yan's shoulders, and flew quickly towards the north, as if an eagle had just captured its prey.

Zhao Yan looked at everything in his sight, and no longer had the mood to stand on a high place and look at the scenery.

Under the howling of the cold wind, his voice was intermittent and trembling.

Joel's speed was very fast, Zhao Yan never thought that he actually had the ability to fly, he took Zhao Yan and flew forward quickly, Zhao Yan didn't know where he would be taken.

Joel's voice trembled in the air as well, "When you took off, I hid under the ship. ”

Zhao Yan was desperate, he knew that Joel was here to seek revenge. Even if it costs with his own life, he will kill himself.

"What are you going to do with me?"

Joel said coldly: "I think, with my current hatred for you, I am afraid it will be too cheap to simply kill you." Come back with me! I want you to feel that life is worse than death!"

Joel's bloodlust made Zhao Yan tingle for a while, and he didn't want to be placed in front of him like an experimental specimen and let him slaughter.

Zhao Yan struggled.

Joel sneered: "You'd better take a look below before considering whether you should move around and fall from here, I'm sure you can't keep a whole corpse." ”

Zhao Yan knew that Joel was not intimidating him, but as soon as he remembered that he was about to accept Joel's methods to deal with him, the muscles in his whole body involuntarily began to beat.

No! No!

Rumble!

A red light flashed on Zhao Yan's body, and a ball of flame burst out and attacked Joel.

Joel's eyes suddenly sharpened.

It was as if a silver light pierced through the space, splitting the world in front of Zhao Yan into two.

The burning man, who had not yet shown his form, was beaten back.

In Zhao Yan's spiritual world, Ah Da's weak voice came, "Master, no, I was forced back by his spiritual power." ”

Joel said: "Don't try to resist, I still know your tricks." ”

Damn it!

Zhao Yan continued to struggle.

Hiss......

There was a sound of fabric tearing, and Joel looked down, only to see a frightened face and Zhao Yan's spasmodic but orchid-like palm.

Yes!

Zhao Yan shouted frantically, but his voice became smaller and smaller. Joel, on the other hand, felt that the gradually quieter voice was even more shocking. This is the call before death, this is the fear of dying from the heart.

Joel had only a few strips of torn clothing left on his hands.

The flight was too long, Joel's skills were not much, and he found a mountain to land, and his eyes were still looking at the place where Zhao Yan fell.

After a long pause, he looked at the sky before muttering: "Jia'er, I hope he will fall to pieces, so that he can make up for some of your ...... more."

......

Omako finally left the dark, damp realm, and when he looked back, the Forest of Death was long out of sight. But the smell of death emanating from the forest still felt very familiar to him.

The ground beneath your feet is no longer a world covered with the breath of death.

He stopped in the open-air tavern and sat down at the only table. He sensed that the bone armor was almost healed.

He just called for a little water, and at the same time sighed in his heart that Odris's "soul devourer" was really good.

If it weren't for the soul of Lord Ragulaki, known as the "Throne of Death", as dinner, would he have been able to heal so quickly?

For the first time, Omako felt how good it felt to absorb the outer souls, and he understood why the special skill of soul devouring was only known to a few people who could survive the king.

Odris had passed it on to himself, and seemed to have made himself his heir.

The water had arrived, and Omako drank it in one gulp, only to feel the cold water boiling in his body, transmitting it wherever the water energy was needed.

As Omako was about to get up, a team of richly dressed but uniformly dressed people came to the tavern, which made the calm tavern lively.

Omako looked up slightly, and this team of about thirty people looked like a nobleman's private army.

In the middle of the procession there was a gorgeous carriage, a huge box on the carriage, this army can be regarded as arrogant, in this mountain green forest so ostentatious, do you really think that no bandit dares to intercept them?

Their arrogance is justified.

The leading captain Syk is a high-ranking S-class warrior! Even the vice-captain Townsus has also broken through the S-rank, and in the local area, he is still a sharp-eyed marksman! Except for the two of them, let's just say that the equipment of the thirty subordinates who follow him behind him is all dwarven brands!

Although this team is very tempting, not everyone dares to gamble with their lives.

Sick's temper doesn't seem to be very good, and the light of the axe on his back bursting out in the sunlight is enough to show his domineering.

He walked towards the tavern and shouted, "Fuck off!"

The boss hurriedly greeted him, nodding at Sick, looking embarrassed. Tombas took a few gold coins from his bosom and handed them to the boss.

At the same time, thirty men behind him stopped the carriage, laid down their luggage, and rushed towards the tavern.

Seeing this, everyone in the tavern fled, but Omakona's buttocks, which had just left his chair, fell again.

Sick was pleased with the results, but when he saw Omako, his brow furrowed again.

"Boy, didn't you hear me?"

Omako still looked cold, as if he hadn't heard Sick, and said, "Boss, get some more water." ”

Seeing this, many of the people who fled stopped and hid in the dark with the mood of watching the excitement. Omako was small and thin, and although his face was strange, he did look very young. They didn't understand why such a little kid would dare to argue with the mighty Sick. What's more, Sick is not alone.

The boss glanced at Omarko, but he didn't dare to offend anyone casually.

Omako put his hand into his arms, and a purple light fell on the table with his hand, and he added, "I'll use this to buy your water." ”

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Amethyst coins!

The boss almost fainted, and in a moment of confusion, he almost couldn't help but go and accept Omako's amethyst coin.

But Sick's roar sobered him up a bit.

Sick strode towards Omako, a thud under his feet. Omako judged his strength, and he was not far from the SS rank!

It's just a pity......

Sick pushed the boss back, and the boss flew more than ten meters before stopping. The boss is like a pebble under the power of Sick. It was possible to throw him a few hundred meters if Sick wanted to.

Sick stepped on the chair next to Omako, glared at Omako angrily, and said, "Boy, do you want to die?"

Tombas, who had a better temper than Sick, also ran over and said, "This is still a child, and it seems that he is not sensible. ”

He looked at Omako again, and said, "Let's go! ”

Omako didn't even raise his head, and said lightly: "You drove the boss away, then you go and bring me water." ”

What the!

Completely enraged, Sick slammed his fist down on the table, which instantly turned into a puff of powder.

Those who watched from afar almost screamed, and sighed in their hearts that they had slipped away so fast just now.

Sick said, "Milky boy, go home and eat! If you don't leave, you'll die under my fist like this table, do you understand? Do you know what it feels like to die?"

This time, Omako suddenly raised his head, his eyes squinted upwards at Sick, and said, "No one knows what death is like better than I do." ”

Sick and Tonvas looked into Omako's eyes, and for a moment their hearts palpitated.

Tombas couldn't help but take a step back.

Just by this glance, Sick knew that Omako was no ordinary child, but his men were watching from behind, and he couldn't easily back off.

Damn it!

The fiery Sick couldn't take it anymore and threw a punch at Omako.

Syllable!

To everyone's surprise, Omako didn't dodge and didn't fight back. Sick's fist slammed into his head with unmistakable accuracy, but to everyone's surprise, Omako acted as if nothing had happened. How would they have known that on the very surface of this boy, there is a layer of bone armor.

Omako said coldly, "If you don't bring me water, I'll drink your blood." ”

Wow!

Omako's calmness and words made the audience stunned, and the bosses who got up from the ground everywhere had weak legs, and they only dared to look blankly from a distance, unable to take even a small step forward.

Sick's eyes were bloodshot red, and he quickly pulled out the axe behind his back and slashed at Omako's neck. He had already decided, he was going to cut off the child's head.

Rumble!

With a violent explosion, Sick's body was shaken and flew away, only to fall at the tavernkeeper's feet in the distance.

Meanwhile, Sick's men drew their weapons and rushed towards Omako.

Omako stood silently, waiting for the crowd to arrive.

Whoosh! Whoosh......

A burst of black light rose at Omako's feet, and spread out like an orchid, and the whole world seemed to be darkened.

When the light came again, Omako's surroundings were littered with rotting corpses.

Many of the corpses were still blooming with black flames. They are so gorgeous, and they are so afraid.

Omako tilted his head and glanced at Tonvath, who was trembling outside the corpse.

With just one glance, Tombas seemed to have fallen into hell.

At the moment when everyone besieged Omako, he had already set his crossbow arrows in his hands. He believed that at such close distance, with his strength, he could easily shoot Omako in the head in the chaos.

Not to mention the head, it is possible to shoot the nose and eyes.

But now, his arrow is on the string, but he can't shoot anywhere.

His hands were trembling, trembling madly.

Omako stepped on the corpse and walked slowly towards him, "Your people are dead, will you pour water for me?"

After a pause, Omako stretched out his hand, and the amethyst coin was still glowing purple in his hand.

He said lightly: "You poured water for me, this is for you." ”

Ahhhh......h Ahh......hhh Yes!

Tombas couldn't hold back any longer, extreme fear pervading his body, and Omakon's calm and nonchalant appearance had already broken him. He shook violently, and the arrow that couldn't shoot came out of the string and flew towards Omako.

The arrow grew wider and wider in Omako's pupils.

Omako sighed, grabbed the amethyst coin and aimed it at the sharp arrow, his palm suddenly expanded, and the amethyst coin surged out of his palm, flying straight away.

There was no violent sound, and the sharp arrow touched the amethyst coin, which immediately turned into powder, but the castration of the amethyst coin was slightly reduced by half a point.

Like a purple-blue laser, it penetrated Tonvas's body, and a large hole in the shape of an amethyst coin appeared on Tonvath's forehead. From the cave, you can see through the woods behind Tombas.

There was no pain, only fear. Death was even a relief for him.

With a thud, Tombas fell.

Omako looked around, turned his head one last time, glanced at the boss, and walked slowly towards him.

Sensing Omarko's gaze, the boss's whole body trembled uncontrollably. With each step Omako, his legs became weaker and weaker.

Omako stopped in front of his boss.

The boss was stupid, but the rain of sweat soaked his clothes made him gain a lot of weight.

The boss's lips trembled wildly, not knowing what to say.

Omako slowly stretched out his hand, and the boss knelt down in fright, nodded hurriedly and said, "Don't kill me, don't kill me." ”

Omako ignored it, and his palm slanted downward, blooming like an orchid. At the bud of the orchid, a round black energy gradually expands.

Sick hadn't been knocked unconscious, but the severe injury left him with no strength to get up again, and he looked at Omako weakly, unable to say a word.

In just a few tens of seconds, all his teammates died, and there was no fear on Sick's face, only indifference.

As a martial artist, he understands his current situation very well, and the strength of the little boy in front of him is not something he can compete with. I'm afraid that even if he has reached the SS rank at this time, he may not be his opponent. He seemed to come from hell, like a demon.

Sick's eyes widened, and instead of looking at Omako, he turned his head to take one last look at this wonderful world, and closed his eyes.

All he was waiting for was death.

Omaco fulfilled him.

The black buds swelled instantly, and all the light fell on Sik's body. Each light seemed to be a black broadsword, neatly erasing the place that touched Silk.

However, these black lights multiplied, and then split after growth, without the slightest intention of stopping.

The boss knelt opposite Omako, next to Sick, and hung his head at the scene unfolding in front of him. Watching Sick's body disappear little by little, those originally strong limbs became fleshy foam. Everything happened in front of my eyes, and it was so real.

A blast ended the boss's pain, and Sick's body turned into a rain of blood, staining the air with a little blood.

簌簌簌......

It's surprisingly quiet, as if this world has only the sound of the wind coming from the forest.

Omako said secretly: "The soul of the bone dragon is so strong, it has not been digested yet, so what will happen when it is digested?"

Omako was satisfied with his current state, and his eyes squinted slightly, and then fell on the tavernkeeper. The boss was still kneeling there, but he didn't seem to be trembling anymore, and the expression on his face froze there.

"Boss. Omako said softly.

The boss hurriedly raised his head and looked at Omako in horror.

"Go pour me some water...... Omako raised his hand, pointed to the side, and said, "The money is there." ”

Looking at Omako's hand, the amethyst coin was firmly planted in the trunk of the tree, and the boss swallowed a ball of saliva with difficulty, and staggered back to the tavern. In just a distance of more than ten meters, he walked for a long time.

Omako turned, his gaze meeting the gaze of those peeking in the woods.

There was another surprising silence.

"Mom!"

Those people couldn't hold back any longer, and they all turned around and fled desperately into the distance.

(What is Zhao Yan's situation?What does Omako want to do?What is Joel's plan?What wonderful stories will happen in the north that Zhao Yan has never been to?Everything is in the eighteenth episode of "Emperor Jing", which is even more exciting, wait and see!)