The crazy surging water galaxy has a tendency to impact the platform, the fat man raised his hand slightly, and with a simple action, everything was restored to calm, the water galaxy stopped surging, and began to fall, every time it dropped, Han Wei looked painful, and the pain on his face became more and more intense.

Han Wei didn't speak, his eyes were scattered, he didn't know what he was thinking, giving people a stupid feeling. The fat man sighed for the third time, and with this sigh, the water galaxy stopped falling, and Han Wei's painful color disappeared immediately, as if it was one with the water galaxy. The fat man no longer paid attention to Han Wei, and walked towards the throne, his pace was particularly slow, the corners of his clothes floated up, it seemed that there was a huge pressure in front of him, and he was moving forward under huge pressure, and every time he took a step forward, the pressure increased sharply, and the fat man's naked body began to twist.

No matter how much pressure the fat man has, he has no intention of retreating, even if his body is cut after a while, the invisible force cuts his body, like a sharp knife, cutting the flesh off piece by piece. The flesh broke away from its body and fell to the ground, throbbing a few times before it fell completely silent. Five or six minutes later, the fat man had already approached the throne, only three or five inches away, but only half of his body was left, and the exposed bones were with a deep blood red, and it felt like all the blood had seeped in, and under the support of this skeleton, the fat man's movements were not affected at all. A living person, whose body is half flesh and half skeleton, is disgusting and terrifying, but the fat man doesn't feel anything, and looks at the throne quietly. Han Wei finally reacted, and saw the terrifying fat man at this moment, and he also didn't have any special expression.

"You can't bother." Han Wei's headless words suddenly sounded, breaking the silence, with a very tough attitude and a tone that could not be refused.

"He's sorry for me...... Guys. The flesh on the fat man's lips was gone, and he spoke very strangely, and it sounded a little harsh, especially when he deliberately raised the volume of the word "we", and he felt uncomfortable in his heart, like a long harsh sound of chalk scratching across the blackboard.

The same headless words, but Han Wei understood, was silent for a long time, and moved his gaze to the throne, with a little dazed, with a little pain, and with a little firmness. The moment the fat man wanted to touch the throne, Han Wei moved, and as soon as his mind moved, the mercury strip under his feet hit the fat man, and quickly wound the fat man. The speed of the mercury strip was extremely fast, and the fat was wrapped in an instant, revealing only half of his face.

"Let it go." Han Wei had tears in his eyes, his attitude was no longer tough, and not only that, but also with a deep request.

The fat man just looked at the throne, and didn't even glance at Han Wei, even though he was wrapped in a strip of mercury, he was still calm and terrifying, didn't speak, took a step forward, and answered with action. When the fat man took a step forward, he was only a little away from the throne, and suddenly the mercury strips on his body were scattered, turning into countless small lines, the lines kept shrinking, and he fell deeply into the fat man's body, and in an instant the body was separated into countless tofu blocks, as long as the strength was one more point, the "tofu blocks" would be cut off completely, and the whole person would cease to exist.

"Let it go." Han Wei said again, begging became even more meaningful.

The fat man finally turned his face sideways and looked at Han Wei, his peaceful gaze made Han Wei dare not look directly, and after a stalemate, the fat man sighed for the fourth time: "It's you who should let go." ”

This sigh, with a thick sense of grief and indignation, a bad aura rose from the fat man's body, condensed the essence around the body, the black mist flew around, and quickly merged into the silver strip, only to see the silver strip gradually turn black, at most four or five seconds, it completely became black, and the next moment it was evaporated and became a black mist. Immediately after, all the black mist condensed, and the appearance of a long sword was somewhat similar to the long sword of the golden man, and the long sword struck at the throne, and attacked the empty throne.

When Han Wei's silver-white stripe turned into black mist, his body shook and he couldn't stand, and he fell to his knees and supported the ground with his hands. Han Wei's expression changed, not only the paleness after the injury, but also the softness on his face was a little less, and a kind of self-expression appeared, but it only lasted for a moment before disappearing again. Han Wei endured the pain and got up, and wanted to stop the fat man, but his consciousness was attacked by a spiritual force, and his head was about to explode, and he fell to the ground again. Consciousness is invaded, there is turmoil, some suppressed memories appear, two completely different life memories appear, and when they appear at the same time for the first time, they are two parallel lines, never intersecting. This time it collided, and the powerful side wanted to devour the other, and only then could they live, which was a completely instinctive reaction.

The fat man didn't care about Han Wei's situation at all, his mind was on the throne at this moment, the long sword condensed by the black mist, attacked the throne several times, but he didn't see any change in the throne, and the long sword didn't really touch the throne at all. After returning again and again in vain, the fat man's anger was much stronger, and his spiritual power rushed out, wrapped in a long sword, and attacked again. A sharp sound pierced the sky, several consecutive sound explosions, the long sword disappeared, the black mist disappeared, dozens of bones were broken on the fat man's body, and the whole person was a little shorter, and the throne still couldn't see any changes.

Is there really nothing that has changed? The first time a smile appeared on the fat man's face, it would never be for no reason, I saw that he couldn't wait to turn around, and then sat on the throne without encountering any invisible obstacles. On the other side, Han Wei seemed to be crazy at the moment when the fat man sat on the throne, and the two consciousnesses that were originally chaotic in his body, one of the consciousness power suddenly increased several times, suppressing the other, and then Han Wei woke up, and the coquettish look on his face was a little weaker than before.

"Please......" Han Wei asked the fat man directly, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted.

"I don't want to hurt you, there are some things that need an explanation, and he is responsible for me." The fat man's attitude was resolute, and he did not tolerate any refusal, and another spiritual force struck out, and suddenly Han Wei had two thoughts entangled in his mind.

The fat man sat on the throne, and sat quietly like that, and after a long while, there was no other action, and all he did was just sitting on the throne? Do you want to experience the momentum of dominating the world?

Han Wei's mind was constantly entangled with two consciousnesses, his mind became confused, for a while the memory was shuttling back and forth in the ancient tombs, thrilling expeditions again and again, wandering on the edge of life and death again and again, but before he could recall the memory clearly, the memory was instantly converted, in a palace, the middle-aged man who appeared again and again reappeared, on the high palace, his eyes were still so deep, but with a resoluteness and ruthlessness, many people knelt down below, there were adults, and there were children who were only a few years old, all of them were prostrate on the ground in fear, and the children couldn't help crying, Several of them had passed out, but no one paid attention. At the forefront, there were several women on their knees, each of whom was amazing, who should have been pitied, but they knelt down on the cold hall, like a mustard, and could not let the man on top of him take a second look.

The national teacher stood beside the middle-aged man, like a shadow, and only now did he realize that the national teacher had a calm expression, just quietly looking at everything in front of him, without any words, like air. But at that moment, I still caught a trace of his strangeness, a very complicated expression, and I couldn't say that compared to the indifferent and ruthless man, at least there was emotion.

"Please, King, ......"

"King, they are all your flesh and blood......"

"The King's ......"

The sound of begging and crying is intertwined, and it can be said that the listener is in tears, but the middle-aged man who is high above does not have any emotional fluctuations, just quietly looks at the people below, waits for a long time, and finally speaks: "Just because you are the blood of the widow, it is time for you to repay it, are you not willing to sacrifice yourself for the widow?" In that case, what is the use of keeping you? ”

"King, immortality is just an illusory statement, how can you ......" A beautiful woman, before she finished speaking, vomited blood from her mouth, and fell to the ground after a while, her eyes were not closed for a long time, maybe it was only for the long arrow that pierced her chest came from the middle-aged man who was high above and sacrificed everything for him.

As soon as the woman died, many people who fell to their knees fainted with a scream, and they were frightened alive, and the palace was suddenly in chaos. The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said, "A group of useless things, how can they be the bloodline of a widow." ”

After speaking, the middle-aged man waved his hand, and in the darkness on both sides of the palace, many people came out, all wearing clothes similar to those of the national teacher, and they looked a little similar to the Taoist clothes. One by one, the kneeling people of His Highness were taken away, and there was a path on the right side of the palace, and at the end of that one could see a huge bronze tripod. The person who was taken away kept shouting "don't", just tears and begging, and did not get any mercy, the indifference and determination of the middle-aged man remained, he was the master of this world, and no one could be allowed to disobey his will.

Suddenly, another woman stood up, Han Wei had a feeling of blood connection, he couldn't tell if it was himself, crying and begging: "King, please let go of the children, please ......"

The middle-aged man, who had been expressionless, got up angrily, and could feel the anger that could burn everything, so he waited for a moment and said coldly: "You are the widow's favorite woman, even you want to betray the widow?" Without waiting for the woman to answer, the middle-aged man said: "In this case, I will give you to go to the underground palace and bear the pain of devouring your heart, and you will never be allowed to leave without the order of the widow." ”

The mournful cry of "...... King" never got any response, and the woman she loved the most was so fragile.

The national teacher did not speak from beginning to end, he had been watching coldly, when the middle-aged man's gaze swept over him, he did not have any fluctuations, his gaze had already moved to the right side of the palace, with a bit of heat in his eyes, from his angle, he couldn't see the passage at all, and he couldn't see the bronze tripod. However, the middle-aged man didn't care, quickly looked away, and then left the palace, without taking another look, even if he said that he loved the woman the most, he didn't let him miss it at all.