This question is the pain in Du Jie's heart.

Now, when this question came out of Li Ajiu's mouth, Du Jie had already guessed one or two reasons for this.

"It's you!"

Du Jie stared at Li Ajiu, his eyes turned red.

"Yes, it's me, your ninth uncle! Remember, when you practiced magic every day, who brought you food? Remember, when you were tired and sweaty, who brought you tea? Remember, you couldn't sleep at night to practice magic, who lit requiem incense for you? ”

That's right, Du Jie was handed over to Li Ajiu by Du Wenzhong since he was a child, and Du Jie respectfully called him Jiubo. All his daily life is in charge of Li Ajiu.

"You're right, in your meals, in your tea, and in your requiem incense, there are all chronic poisons carefully prepared for you by Jiu Bo, and these chronic poisons will slowly penetrate into the meridians of your whole body, and erode your meridians little by little. Eleven years have passed, you should be grateful for your kindness, that kind of chronic poison is very little, it only damages your meridians, it only makes your former talent a laughing stock, and it doesn't make you a waste person immediately! ”

Li Ajiu's words corroded Du Jie's heart sentence by sentence, and these were more violent than heart-devouring poisons.

The ninth uncle, whom he respected, not only killed his father in front of him, but also used poison to harm him for eleven years. The repression in this made him almost crazy.

"Li Ajiu, you'd better kill me now, keep me, sooner or later, one day, I will seek revenge on you and kill you!" Du Jie roared angrily, his eyes exuding an aura of terror.

Li Ajiu said coldly, and he said: "Xiaojie, now you, don't say that it is the assessment of the Positive Sixth Rank Heavenly Master, you should know that you can't even pass the assessment of the Seventh Rank Heavenly Master, right?" Even if you are Du Wenzhong's son, but now, after all, you are just a waste, what difference does it make if I kill you or not? ”

"You!"

Du Jie gritted his teeth tightly, and he trembled.

He quickly rolled over and broke free from Li Ajiu's grasp. He casually pulled out four or five blue spells, pinched out his fingers, and hit Li Ajiu all at them.

Li Ajiu just dodged and dodged the various spells.

Charms have grades, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and blue are of a very high grade. However, if the holder's ability is too low, there is still no way to exert its due power.

So, even the blue runes.

Hit out of Du Jie's hands, there is no lethality, it just looks aggressive. After Du Jie's few spells were played, Li Ajiu appeared in front of him again.

The strength in his palm condensed, and suddenly, with his palm, he turned into a fist, and with a bang, it was on Du Jie's chest. Du Jie's chest was directly sunk into it.

He fell to the ground, vomited several mouthfuls of blood, and was already dying.

This time, Yu Deshui came to Du's house for a visit, which was originally a bureau, a bureau carefully built for Yu Deshui. It is estimated that Du Chan of Meixiangyuan does not exist at all, and the living dead there are not Du Jie's sister at all. Du Wenzhong's purpose is nothing more than to obtain the soul of the ghost doctor in the water body.

However, on the basis of this game, there is another game.

And this layout is Li Ajiu.

It's a game within a game.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind.

In this game, the saddest person is no different from Du Jie. was calculated for eleven years, but in the end, he was cheated by the person he thought was the closest to him.

At this time, Li Ajiu turned his head, looked at Yu Deshui and said, "Mr. Yu, I know that you are a capable and intelligent person, and you and the friends next to you are indeed very powerful. However, I, Li Ajiu, am not a vegetarian, not to mention, the entire Du family's forces, you should know that if you insist on fighting to the death today, it will not be of any benefit to both of us, and it is better for us to be friends than enemies. In addition, to tell the truth, I, Li Ajiu, just want the Du family, and I am not interested in the rest, and I have nothing to do with it. ”

Du Wenzhong, who caused Li Hui's soul to be scattered, is now dead.

To be honest, the internal affairs of the Du family have nothing to do with Yu Deshui, and Yu Deshui doesn't want to care. Of course, it's impossible to be friends with that kind of person.

"Brother Huzi, let's go!"

Yu Deshui said hello to Hu Yang, and the two of them walked towards the front yard.

Li Ajiu, who was behind, saw that Deshui was no longer entangled, and he also slowly breathed a sigh of relief. If Yu Deshui and Hu Yang continued to be tough with him just now, he would not be completely sure that he would win.

In the entire courtyard, all the masters brought by Du Wenzhong were taken down by these two people.

Li Ajiu glanced at it, turned around and walked towards the back door of the house.

Suddenly.

A whistling sounded.

Li Ajiu screamed and fell to the ground.

There is no reaction time at all.

A piece of green brick flew over and smashed steadily on the back of his head. Suddenly, he rolled his eyes and collapsed.

"Damn, Lao Tzu hates this kind of insidious and despicable villain the most!"

Yu Deshui scolded.

"Water duck, your Yin people's skills are still so sharp, fortunately, we are friends now!" Hu Yang pursed his lips and said.

When he glanced at Li Ajiu over there, there was no movement, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

The two were about to leave.

Yu Deshui saw the dying Du Jie on the ground, sighed, and his steps stagnated