"Is it really illegal to kill Madrigal?" Tan Hua asked the warriors of the security company to take off the air to stand guard, and he secretly approached He Youde's side and asked him worriedly.

He Youde said: "Breaking the law. ”

"Then you still set up a bureau to kill the pastoral?" Tan Hua was shocked. According to He Youde's intentions, he used the black money and channels of the Li Valve, hired nine retired warriors from the security company, defeated Xiao's army devastatingly, tied up the prisoners of war and rushed back to the Zuma Pyramid, and waited for the pastoral to run for a long time.

"Why don't you kill him?" He Youde bit his cigar and pouted at the dignified young man next to him: "Besides, we are helping Director Wu's younger brother avenge him, and Wu Valve's lawyer team will definitely help you deal with legal issues." If you don't believe it, ask Agent Cui. ”

Tan Hua turned his head to look at the young man dressed as a housekeeper. The young man was silent, closed his eyes and bowed his head, and nodded solemnly, indicating that Wu Han knew about it.

Cui Agent of the Land of Dead Winter and the Chief of the God of War Temple both nodded, and Tan Hua was also reassured. He rubbed his hands: "Then we have the chance to win." As long as you make a ......"

According to my alibi, I am now recording a report for the God of War Temple, don't spew blood." I have nothing to do with it. I saw the madrigal appear, and I went back to the fortress. ”

Tan Hua opened his mouth and stammered, looked at He Youde, who had seen the river demolishing the bridge, and then looked at the expressionless Cui Agent, and couldn't help but stammer: "Then, what if I can't get the madrigal, what should I do?" The little cubs in the cold door are all mad dogs, in case he wants to change my life, how can it be good?"

He Youde opened his round eyes, looked disgusted, and poked Tan Hua's chest with his index finger: "This is what a dignified martial god should say? You have five thousand light dust! You can't beat a two-star warrior?"

Tan Hua's heart went up and down. He cautiously asked, "It's okay if you don't interfere, in case, I mean, my life is in danger, can I use a secret weapon to kill Madrigal?" The red membrane seems to be more stable......

"No, I can't. Agent Cui, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating, finally spoke: "Although Aya's container has stabilized, no one can control Aya. Karma Aya is an unpurified blue aya, because it is mixed with too many impurities from life, and the negative emotions it carries will make the researcher's self-control significantly decrease, and even fall into irreparable madness. More than 10 research stations have had their data erased as a result of research accidents. ”

Tan Hua was dumbfounded, and He Youde was skeptical.

"Those research stations...... Didn't it disappear because of immigration?" He Youde knew that he shouldn't ask, but he blurted out.

Agent Cui shook his head and opened his eyes to look at Tan Hua: "In short, it is very recommended that you absorb those red karma ayas, not even a foot." Otherwise, you'll turn into even bigger trouble. ”

"Fortunately, Blackwater is more professional, I'll give it a try. Tan Hua compromised.

"Will Madrigal fall into the net?" asked the samurai of the Blackwater Company. He was disguised and put flowers and feathers on his helmet, as if he were dressed as a peacock. His name is Murqiu, a three-star samurai, who was court-martialed for reselling intelligence, and after being acquitted, he joined Blackwater, where he gathered a group of right-hand men. His speed is unmatched in the Legion.

"Look at the beauty on the altar," He Youde licked his lips and smiled, "That's a rare beauty." If it were me, I would have come to her rescue. ”

The ceremony had already begun, and there was a faint singing voice floating from the altar, and the voice was so fragile that it seemed to be blown off by the wind: "Leisurely my shepherd, its virtue is magnificent, and the sky is strong, and the ...... of the Yan Emperor will always be guarded."

Suddenly, the singing came to an abrupt end.

Then, the wind was torn apart by the heat, a flaming chariot spun at a gallop, a rushing golden light rushed into the island, and a cloaked god hovered high in the sky, revealing a hideous wrath as it looked down!

"Pastoral!" Tan Hua's eyes were glazed. He couldn't have imagined that Pastoral could have such a magnificent momentum when he galloped with all his might.

"I'm going to perfect the alibi. He Youde disappeared after speaking. Agent Cui then disappeared.

Tan Hua and Mo Qiu exchanged glances, quietly landed, and walked towards the pyramid.

The gods descend from the sky, causing a commotion among the audience of the dead winter. Pastoral glanced around, and suddenly saw a white dress lying in a pool of blood on the altar. He opened his round eyes, as if he had been stabbed, opened his mouth and muttered the word "Xiao", suddenly swooped down, stood beside the altar, carefully helped the weak girl, and repeated with tears: "Xiao!"

The shock wave of the madrigal's landing pushed the tiger warriors to stagger, stumbling and rolling off the altar, and the great witch sacrifice of the celebratory ceremony was lifted to the wall by the shock wave and stuck to it.

Xiao muttered, "You're coming...... her face was as white as her skirt, especially when she was hugged by Madrigal, she frowned and endured the pain of the cone, and the corners of her lips spilled blood, because the obsidian dagger on the tree's chest made her breathe painfully. But after a slight gasp, she raised her head and smiled happily, and even raised her trembling hand, trying to touch Muge's face: "You...... You can't bear me in your heart, do you? ”

Pastoral burst into tears and choked through gritted teeth: "You're so stupid, really. He grabbed Xiao's hand and stroked his face.

"God of Shepherd, I finally ...... Wait until you......" Xiao's face became more and more pale, and her thumb scraped the cheekbones of the pastoral: "Are you willing to hold me, I ...... I'm very happy......"

She had a smile on her face as she lost her voice. The little limp hand slipped from the shepherd's heart and fell on the bloody altar, her snow-white dress already soaked in red. Then, Xiao's karma was also freed from the shackles of her body, as if the red phantom of her life, smiled at the pastoral song, and was absorbed by the pyramid.

Madrigal roared, "Xiao!" Reaching out to grab her soul, she watched as Xiao's smile was swallowed by the pyramid. He raised his hand in vain, looked down at the pale smile of the woman in his arms, and hated himself in a thousand ways. He obviously let go of the knot in his heart and came with the intention of treating Xiao well, but he could only hold a corpse that was gradually cooling and grieving.

He hated himself for being greedy for merit and power, burying his children's love, and hated himself for being greedy for joy for a while, so that his infatuation passed away in a blink of an eye. The person who loved him the most cooled in his arms, and there was nothing to replace, and if there was a chance to do it again, he vowed to cherish it.

But it was too late.

As Madrigal hunched over the corpse, his flanks suddenly shook, and two curved lightsabers emerged. As he wandered, the attacking god stabbed him through his armor with a lightsaber.

Madrigal looked down at the tip of the sword, it was a tricky moon hook shape, not a legion, it must have come from the gods who attacked the hot summer.

Tan Hua's voice sounded faintly in the ears of the pastoral: "Don't blame me. If you want to blame yourself, try to re-divide the cake. ”

When the great witch priest, who had been torn off the wall by the madrigal, saw the gods appear, he trembled with excitement, raised his hands, and shouted hoarsely: "The gods have answered our sacrifice! Behold, the evil gods will be punished on the spot, and the joy of the gods will bless the pyramid of Zuma from falling!"

"Never fall, never fall!" The audience boiled over when they saw the seven gods slowly descend from the sky onto the pyramid.

Pastoral Ge had two swords in his body, but he didn't move at all while holding the corpse, and he even felt a little more comfortable.

"Poof!" and "poof!" two sounds, Tan Hua and Moqiu pulled out their lightsabers, leaving two shiny holes, and the light dust flowing from the golden mangs flowed out of the wound and volatilized in the air, constantly weakening Muge's physical strength.

Pastoral squandered the light dust, and the wind came at a gallop, and he had already squandered half of the three thousand light dust. At present, there are only 1,500 light dust left, but he has to face nine samurai above two stars, like a stag falling into a bear trap. In this case, he allowed the two wounds to lose light and dust, and gently put the body away, making Xiao look like he was sleeping with a smile. Pastoral's strange behavior puzzled Tan Hua and Moqiu.