"Don't! Don't kill me! The purification solution is a one-time consumable! No one but me can make it! ”

Suddenly, Jian Zhaoshuang's face was full of horror, and he screamed loudly, clutching Sikong's hands tightly, like a cuckoo crying blood. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Huh?!"

The fire of thought crackled and burned, Sikong looked at him, and the muscles and bones of the hand holding the sword Zhaoshuang moved together, sinking his waist and eyes, as if planting rice, and directly poured the sword Zhaoshuang into the floor.

'Click! ’

The iron fist led the wind, and Sikong slammed it into Jian Zhaoshuang's abdomen, and the dull sound of flesh and blood came, and Jian Zhaoshuang's face buried deep in the ground twitched in severe pain.

"You, can you hear my thoughts?"

Sikong pulled out Jian Zhaoshuang, stuck it to the ground like a pancake, stepped on Jian Zhaoshuang's face with his foot, and ravaged it fiercely, with a fierce light flashing in his condescending gaze.

"No, no, no, I'm just, I'm just ......"

Sikong smiled coldly, slowly moved his toes to Jian Zhaoshuang's fingers, and then ...... Step on it!

"Ahh

Jian Zhaoshuang's five fingers burst directly, and the bones were as deflated as flat paper, mixed with flesh and blood turned into powder, which looked extremely terrifying.

"Nope! No! I do not know! ”

"Click, click!"

Sikong's toes moved upward, inch by inch, starting from the palm of the sword Zhaoshuang and ending with dripping blood foam on his elbow.

Blood flowed from the cracks in the floor to the entrance, like the reckless pattern of ancient sacrifices after slaughtering three animals and five animals, turning cruelty and gore into art.

Jian Zhaoshuang's eyes rolled white, his face trembled irregularly, and after a while, he said weakly: "I, I said, I said!" ”

"I'm playing small...... It has a special ability! As long as it is closely related to me and me, I can vaguely hear the other person's thoughts! The closer you are with me, the clearer your perception becomes! And ......"

Speaking of this, Jian Zhaoshuang's lips squirmed, and his words gradually deepened, and Sikong subconsciously listened carefully.

Suddenly, Jian Zhaoshuang's godless eyes shone brightly, revealing piercing resentment and greed.

His legs were bent at his knees, his body was extremely nimble and he was directly raised, his intact hand tightly hugging Sikong's head, and a strong hallucinogenic potion flowed from the gap between his fingernails.

Then, a sharp cold external implant was implanted into the bone, in the shape of a dagger, with a blood groove on each of the three sides, piercing from the knee of Jian Zhaoshuang.

'Even a small boss dares to take advantage of me!' I deliberately approached you to seize your secret! That drop of blood must have been the source of the evil calamity in the past, and now it's all mine! ’

Jian Zhaoshuang's knees were on top, and the dagger was implanted outside to pierce the air, and the smooth arc of the dagger was extremely in line with aerodynamics, and the extremely low resistance was about to pierce into Sikong's heart.

Seeing Sikong standing in place in confusion, still maintaining the posture of bowing his head and listening, the greed in Jian Zhaoshuang's eyes almost burst out.

He killed the entire roommate in the dormitory because he knew through telepathy that they actually sympathized with Jian Zhaoshuang, who was born as an orphan. Deliberate enthusiasm and heartfelt concern are actually a kind of pity.

He doesn't need a sword shine!

He poisoned the South Seventh District because most of these stars were also from poor backgrounds, or their families were ruined, or they were stabbing relatives and friends, and they had similar experiences with him.

A class of people? A humble sense of identity?

He doesn't need a sword shine either!

He wants uniqueness, opium-addicted loneliness!

"Alas......"

Suddenly, a faint sigh came, low and long, with pity and pity.

A strange pattern suddenly appeared in Sikong's hand, and the pattern was spread out flat, and a two-dimensional font was assembled into a three-dimensional gun.

The whole body of the gun is covered with a green pattern, in the shape of a sea of stars, the gun body is tough, and the chamber is faint and thick.

It was the Forbidden Crystal Spear.

The remnants of the transformation energy gathered at the bottom of the barrel, like a mad beast charging for it.

The faint light gradually magnified, creeping towards the muzzle of the gun, and then—

'Coax! ’

The pillar of energy was like a broken bamboo, passing through the sword and shining through the frost eyebrows without obscurity, only as thick as a hair. Bai Huahua's brain flowed out of the center of her eyebrows, but it was vaporized in an instant.

Evenly, half of Jian Zhaoshuang's head was vaporized, revealing his empty brain, and half of his jaw was still attached to his neck, opening and closing slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

'Poof! ’

Sikong leaned slightly sideways with the Forbidden Crystal Spear, but his chest was still slashed by the dagger implanted outside the sword Zhaoshuang.

It was crisp and neat, like cutting a piece of fresh tofu, and the skin was cut open in an instant, and a large amount of red blood flowed out, and the bones were white.

Sikong snorted, holding his chest tightly, controlling the muscles in his chest to tense and connect, trying his best to suppress the spillage of blood.

Jian Zhaoshuang died. Sikong looked at the half-lying corpse of Jian Zhaoshuang, which was extremely miserable, and felt a little regretful.

If there was the slightest possibility, he wouldn't have killed Jian Zhaoshuang. It's a pity that he is too smart and too egoistic.

In the end, he didn't even want to pretend, forcing Sikong to kill him!

Looking at the forbidden crystal spear in his hand, Sikong groaned, on the way back before, he used the Eye of Origin to parse the basic information of this gun-

The Forbidden Crystal Spear, which skillfully uses the Saermo Stone as a transformation hub, has powerful energy conversion properties

Compendium of Origins: Class Origins

Simulation level: low

Origin Derivation: Changing the world

Note: This item has two forms of existence. One is the physical state, and the excitation energy can reach the maximum value; The second is the energy body, which has the lowest excitation energy, but has strong assimilation

In addition, there is a relatively clear idea of how to use this gun, and along with the origin information poured into Sikong's mind.

The physical form is the shape of the forbidden crystal spear in Sikong's hand, and the energy body is the special two-dimensional pattern.

Sikong was already very puzzled about the existence of the Forbidden Crystal Spear.

The spear of the forbidden crystal is Xiai, which is owned by this electromagnetic civilization, and naturally its existence form must conform to the habits of electromagnetic life.

Presumably, the second form of the Forbidden Crystal Spear: the energy body is specially created for the Xiai civilization.

But...... Why is there such a form of existence as a physical object?

Could it be that this Forbidden Crystal Spear was forged for the sake of a carbon-based civilization that exists in an entity?

Sikong shook his head, a little troubled by these secrets that had been lost in the dust of history.

Of course, if his Eye of Origin grows to a certain point, I'm afraid he will be able to see through all the information of the Forbidden Crystal Spear at a glance, and he will not be as blind as he is now.

The road is long, but this kind of thing is urgent.

In fact, the Eye of Origin has grown tremendously since it was obtained, and the buffer time has been greatly reduced, saving Sikong countless lives.

It's a long story, but it's actually just a snap of the fingers, and when Sikong was about to walk towards the experimental tube, a sudden change occurred!

Sikong suddenly felt that the yin qi in the house increased sharply, the cold wind gusted, and dense sweat wet Sikong's back, which was extremely uncomfortable on his body.

The windows and doors opened and closed with a shlattering clang, moaning like the branches of an old tree.

Sikong looked at the corpse on the ground sharply, and faintly saw a black shadow coming out of the corpse and pounced on Sikong!

Ghost?!