Chapter 77: The Poor Monk Walked Out of the Room
Chen Bin and his subordinates swelled in size, but they were not as exaggerated as Inhuman, which was equivalent to a candidate for bodybuilding.
"Oh, interesting." Dongfang Xu watched with interest, Chen Bin's current burst of momentum was enough to compare to him.
"I'm curious, how can you fight us? Number One restrains you, your men will soon be slaughtered, isn't it okay to sit back and enjoy the last moments? Dongfang Xu said with some pity.
"Really?" Chen Bin showed a mysterious smile, and the next moment, a cloud of purple mist appeared out of thin air, and in an instant, the faces of No. 5 to No. 9 suddenly turned pale, clutching their necks.
They fell to the ground in succession, and Chen Bin seized the opportunity and stepped forward to kill five people easily.
The change came unexpectedly, Dongfang Xu's face was ugly, and on the premise of not affecting the plan, he was not distressed by the death of his subordinates, but this feeling of being tricked made him very angry.
"Tick tick!"
Drops of blood ran down the tailor's arm, and choosing to kill five people was already his extreme.
"Three, you're actually!!" No. 2 and No. 4 immediately distanced themselves from No. 3 and put on a combat stance. He didn't expect a traitor to appear in the organization.
"Good means, actually use poison to kill, because they trust you so much?" Dongfang Xu said expressionlessly.
"It's seen through by you, but poisoning is only part of it, I let them eat the silk thread in advance, poison is just a means to distract them, and my ghost-faced silk is the culprit who killed them."
"Yes, really good, but why do I need a reason for this?" Dongfang Xu didn't have much of an accident, or that he had hidden his joys, sorrows, and sorrows under his face.
"Reason? Does my parent's death count? β
"Count." Dongfang Xu thought about it seriously, and finally nodded in agreement.
"Forget it, none of this matters, I haven't moved my muscles and bones for a long time, and it's not bad to exercise."
Dongfang Xu stood up and took the initiative to walk towards Chen Bin. He wanted to see if the strength of this intern dog, who had been with him at the beginning, had improved.
"Fight, kill me and you can leave." Dongfang Xu shrugged his shoulders and said.
"I'm not going to kill you, but I'm going to beat you and bring you to justice!"
"Hehe, naΓ―ve!"
Number One walked up to the tailor, and for him, as long as it was a betrayal of the angel, he would never forgive. He's going to tear this man apart with his own hands!
The tailor was fearless and teased: "The first person in the Angel Zodiac can see it." β
"Today will be your time of death!" Number One said earnestly.
As for No. 2, he took the initiative to take over all the transcendents such as jackals, tigers and leopards, and warned No. 4 not to fight with him, these people are not enough for him to play.
"It's annoying, why don't people have enemies? People want to fight too! "No. 4 Lori is sulking, even the angel is out, she has no opponent!!
Good gas!!
"Squeak!"
In the midst of tension between the two sides, the gate was pushed open. For a while, all eyes were on Fang Xing and the three of them.
"Amitabha, the poor monk went to the wrong room." The priest sensed it slightly, and immediately blurted out.
Nima, Doctor, that! There aren't many powerful enemies that you say? Everyone present has the strength to match him, which is called not strong?!!
Fang Xing took a deep breath, although his strength was low, it was impossible to coward, and he would never coax in this life!
Thinking of this, he and the priest silently took a step back and highlighted the cold sea.
This is called a tactical retreat, Fang Xing silently comforted himself.
"Dwarf oil, three big brothers, where do you want to go, come and play with me." No. 4 Lori was excited, she was worried that she had no opponent, and when her hand was itchy, a sandbag was actually delivered.
"Donor, the poor monk is just passing by..."
"Don't talk nonsense, dead monk, none of you want to leave!" Number Four immediately rushed up.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, this time the poor monk has hurt you."
"She's very strong, the three of us join forces and try to get rid of her as quickly as possible!" As the doctor spoke, he suddenly found that Fang Xing kept retreating. There was an incredible look on his face.
Fang Xing's mouth opened slightly, he came here completely because he was holding a breath in his heart, and he was very uncomfortable!
He hated himself, hated himself for not being able to resurrect Fang Ya, but he didn't even dare to help her avenge her.
But he knew very well that the possibility of finding Fang Ya was very small, not even a 1 in 100 million.
But just now, he sensed an extremely familiar aura.
Fang Ya!!
You can't go wrong, it's definitely the breath of Fang Ya!
"Fang Ya! Fang Ya!! Brother is here, come out quickly, brother will take you home! β
Fang Xing shouted, he looked around, he didn't find anything, and he didn't sense Fang Ya's breath again. It's as if it was all a dream, an illusion!
"Fang Ya, where are you?" Fang Xing sat on the ground dejectedly.
He didn't understand what he was working so hard for.
In that accident three years ago, he had been making a fool of himself. He knew very well what he felt at that time, not so much a coma, but a body decomposing.
Fang Xing knew that he had actually died three years ago, and he should not have appeared in this world again. But he appeared and came back to life, since he could live, why couldn't Fang Ya?
"Whew~~"
A slight cry came from the backpack, and a white shadow strung out, sitting quietly on Fang Xing's shoulder, his furry little face rubbing against Fang Xing.
"Brother!"
The sound in his ears made Fang Xing's body stiffen, he raised his head and stared at Xiao Bai, the voice just now was made by Xiao Bai!
"What did you just call me?" Fang Xing's tone trembled a little, he thought of an almost impossible possibility!
"Whew~~"
Xiaobai seemed to know that Fang Xing was in a bad mood, so he rubbed Fang Xing again to express comfort.
"Fang Ya, is that you?" Fang Xing held Xiaobai in the palm of his hand.
At the beginning, the old man called the Dream Maker once said that pure souls will go to Shennongjia and turn into white angels between heaven and earth, existing in the form of animals or plants.
At that time, he went to Shennongjia to find Fang Ya's soul, and before the accident, he met Xiaobai.
Could Xiaobai be Fang Ya's soul incarnation?
Fang Xing knew that this chance was too slim, and he didn't even dare to think about it.
Xiao Bai had an innocent look, but her eyes were wet, and tears kept flowing, and even Xiao Bai herself didn't know why she was crying.
Fang Xing picked up Xiaobai and put it on his shoulder, although he was still unsure, but the sound just now made him firmly believe that he would definitely be able to resurrect Fang Ya, and Fang Ya may have always been by his side, but he only found out now!
Fang Xing has recovered, and the mission he came here can be considered to be successfully completed, so he won't go crazy with these guys.
What revenge is not revenge, is it important to have Fang Ya?
He is so weak, if he is slapped to death, who will take care of Fang Ya?
It doesn't matter what the end of the world is, does it matter if he has his own family?
So, withdraw!