When the figure broke through the clouds and fell from the sky, the young man's face was clearly reflected in these pairs of pupils. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This is a familiar face, every Holy Race has a deep memory of this face, its owner is the natural enemy of the Holy Clan, the shark group in the depths of every Holy Clan's heart, the lingering nightmare.

The tall man who had just put on his clothes silently took off his clothes, this was his last spare set of clothes, if he tore into rags like the previous leather coat, he would have to flee naked - the Holy Clan certainly did not pay so much attention to the concept of human integrity, but running naked would attract too many unnecessary eyes and become the object of attention, once locked and tracked, it would be difficult to escape safely.

Yang Xiaoqian hovered in mid-air, looking down at the few mutants under his feet who were lightly stripped naked, naked and began to deform, and did not make a move to stop them.

Since leaving Yuanjiang, Yang Xiaoqian has not personally experienced any battles, although he is not a bloodthirsty and warlike person, but he also needs a channel to vent, for the people of Yuanjiang, what is a better means of venting than killing mutants?

"Dear President Yang, I have never eaten even a living person." The tall mutant who had risen back to three meters tall looked up at Yang Xiaoqian with a sincere gaze.

Seeing that this mutant did not act at the first time, but spoke out to excuse himself, Yang Xiaoqian was quite surprised, these mutants are really more and more like humans in many aspects, maybe they are deliberately imitated, or they are due to nature, but there must be Bai in them.

"Huh?" Yang Xiaoqian smiled, but didn't make a move, waiting for the mutant to finish speaking.

Seeing that Yang Xiaoqian didn't react, the mutant simply changed back into a human form, and continued in a human posture: "Maybe I hurt some humans in an unconscious state when I was a walking corpse, but after regaining consciousness, I always restrained my appetite and never hurt any human again. ”

"You see, these murderers who killed humans in Shangjing have been brought to justice on the spot." The mutant pointed to the broken corpses, most of which had begun to decompose at a high rate, "We yearn for peace as much as you do, we are more eager than you are to be able to wipe out all these vicious gangsters, please give us a chance, let us be the knife in your hand, and remove these necrotic dross." ”

"Oh, you don't want to die?" After listening to this, Yang Xiaoqian suddenly asked a seemingly unrelated question.

Without thinking, the mutant replied in place of his companion, "Yes, we don't want to die." ”

"Okay." Yang Xiaoqian nodded.

This refreshing reply made several mutants all stunned, the legendary natural enemy of the Holy Race, the demon who crawled out of the abyss and hell, didn't he always follow the principle of exterminating the Holy Race?

"Kill each other, whoever survives to the end, I will let him go."

The black-clothed demon in mid-air really showed his cruel nature, condensed a cloud of black mist into a chair with a wave of his hand, and after sitting down, he stared at the expressions of several mutants under his feet with a smile, looking like watching a good show.

Several mutants standing on the ground looked at each other, they all knew that during the period when the dome shrouded Yuanjiang, this was the favorite trick of some High Saints, capturing a few humans and letting them kill each other, telling them that whoever survived to the end would let them go, and then admired their prey in order to survive, revealing their ugly nature, and their hideous faces that hated each other.

Of course, food is always food, and the Holy Clan does not have a good habit of keeping promises to food, so often the food that survives last with the blood of the same kind on his hands will greet the death given by the Holy Clan Himself when he is full of joy and thinking that he has been reborn, and watching the expression on his face change from the joy of escaping death to disbelief and regret and despair, which is a pastime that makes the Holy Clan feel happy, and it is the secret to making food more delicious.

"President Yang, it is more beneficial for you to keep us. If you can lift up your noble hand, I swear in the name of the Holy Spirit that the holy white hand will never set foot on the border of China again. Moreover, the Holy White Hand will spare no effort to help you hunt down and hunt down all the fugitive Holy Clans outside the Huaxia Kingdom and in the world who have violated the laws of mankind and the Holy Clan's Holy Orders. The tall mutant didn't give up on persuasion, but as he spoke, he took two steps back without moving.

"Well, the White Hand. St. and White. Yang Xiaoqian ignored him, muttered to himself, and suddenly laughed, "Your proposal is very good, but I don't like it." ”

As soon as the words fell, the tall mutant's legs gushed out with explosive power, and flew back with a dull sound like a cannonball, where he was originally standing, the ground was deeply dented, and a huge footprint appeared, and a mutant standing beside him couldn't dodge, and was trampled into a meatloaf, stuck to a ten-centimeter-deep pit, and if you want to collect the body, you may have to shovel it with a shovel.

The parched earth greedily sucked the blood that flowed from the mutant corpses, and the color gradually changed from charred yellow to dark. Appreciating this scene, Yang Xiaoqian nodded and affirmed the performance of the black ghost.

"I have a better proposal, you die here today, and tomorrow your companions come to me for revenge, and then they all die here."

"Hey, hey!"

The wind was blowing in the open wasteland, and the black ghost chasing the mutant roared excitedly, since he had a full meal at the south gate of Xinyuan Jiangnan more than two months ago, he had not eaten a mutant's brain nucleus for such a long time, and he had long been hungry, and today he finally came across a few side dishes, and he was very happy.

The tall mutant who jumped back to dodge the trampling of the black ghost transformed into a combat form, but instead of pounced on the invisible enemy, he yelled at his five subordinates: "Holy White Hand, the time has come to be loyal to the Holy Spirit!" ”

After this roar, he turned and ran, without looking back. And the five mutants had neither the indignation of being betrayed and betrayed, nor the idea of fleeing in all directions, but actually used their own lives to cut off them, and the fanatical expressions on their faces were like religious fanatics.

Yang Xiaoqian has seen this kind of expression, when he was in the International Trade Building, the members of the Evolution God Sect who were hypnotized by Lin Wanyu all had this kind of look on their faces, and when they rushed towards the armored tank with bombs tied to their bodies, they were not afraid of death, and they kept chanting "Death is the door to eternal life" in their mouths.

Seeing these five mutants rushing towards him desperately, Yang Xiaoqian recalled that mutant covered in bone spurs, and after giving his life to buy time for Bai to evacuate, he said to Yang Xiaoqian: Bai is the future of the Holy Clan.

Yang Xiaoqian responded with certainty at the time: You have no future. But now, Yang Xiaoqian seems to have really foreseen an ominous future in a trance.