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Jiang Yazhu couldn't help but say with joy. After a few days of traveling, she was tired, but she still couldn't hide her beauty, and she hadn't taken a bath for a long time. The original clothes were torn, and they were not allowed to wear the clothes that Zimo had brought with him.

Zimo was not as optimistic as her, and the uneasiness in his heart became heavier and heavier, which was definitely not a whim, but because of his beastly sense, he sensed danger.

This instinct has saved him countless times. Evolutionarily, it's the sixth sense at work. The development of the pineal gland not only makes human beings stronger and stronger, but also has this kind of premonition.

The pineal gland is not only the key that opens the door to the evolution of the human body, but also the sensory organ of the mysterious sixth sense.

The well-developed pineal gland can foreshadow the occurrence of some dangers, which is the mysterious sixth sense. This has been written into the books, and no one doubts it today.

Zimo never doubted his feelings, there must be an enemy staring at him.

With a serious expression, he pulled down Jiang Yazhu, lowered his voice and said, "Be careful, there should be a secret enemy waiting for us." ”

Hearing his words, Jiang Yazhu's heart tightened, she didn't doubt Zimo's words. Because of the countless experiences along the way, the correctness of his words has been confirmed.

Jiang Yazhu looked at Zimo with some apologies, secretly this enemy should still be coming at her, but she really couldn't understand which enemies she had offended, so that they would go to great lengths to buy adventurers to kill her.

Zimo looked at her and said, "Don't worry, I'm very trustworthy in business." And if I can't beat it, I'll really run away. ”

"Is it just business? Is it just an employee-employer relationship? Jiang Yazhu muttered to himself in his heart.

Zimo didn't have the time to observe Jiang Yazhu's expression, his expression became more and more cold.

"Here we are."

Ahead of them was a young man, a little thin and with glasses on his face, who looked harmless to humans and animals. But Zimo felt a strong threat from him.

"My name is Eleven."

Eleven said to Zimo as if he had seen an old friend for many years, and at the same time he took out the matching sword at his waist.

"Zimo."

Zimo's face became more and more cold, there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, only reason, this was a great enemy, and the knife in his hand was already clenched.

Eleven said with some gentleness and some sadness, "The sword name is Qingyue." It was given to me by the eldest and second on my eighteenth birthday, and the two of them lay in bed for half a year for this sword. ”

"Zangfeng, Tibetan knife and blade."

Zimo said the name of the knife for the first time, and the knife in his hand, which was originally plain, seemed to be halfway awake at this moment, and let out a clear sound.

It is fate to release Buddha, a sword and a sword, destined to meet, and destined to leave only one.

"The third child said, after doing this comparison, I will wash my hands in a golden basin, and wait for me to provide for them in the future." Eleven was a little nostalgic, but his actions were merciless.

With a heavy sword shadow, there is no trace of it like an antelope hanging horns, and then it is as turbulent as the waves. At one moment, it is still the weight of the mountains, and the next moment it is as heavy as a feather.

"I picked it up from the fourth child." Eleven continued, with an indescribable tenderness on his face.

At the same time, he used his natal power, the sword, to make the sword sharper, and the sword momentum pressed Zimo out of breath.

Zimo moved coldly, running the natal life of destruction, and the power of Eleven's natal sword failed. This is the power of annihilation, the power of annihilation that is domineering and difficult to deliver.

Around like this, Zimo still didn't pay attention to a dull loss. He glanced at Jiang Yazhu, who had been watching from the side, but was motionless and unaware at all, helping himself.

I really think I'm omnipotent, although I don't need her help, but you have to show it. Zimo was helpless again and repaid attention to the battlefield.

"The closest to me is Lao Wu, he is like my father, whenever I have any problems, he can help me solve them."

"One time I was sick and wanted to treat me. He went deep into the wasteland alone, killing a mutated plant and nearly poisoning him. ”

Eleven said, there were tears in his eyes, he had already held the will to die, exchanged injuries for injuries, did not seek to save his life, only to kill the enemy.

Zimo's coldness aggravated again. At the age of twelve, he could destroy food and not let anyone else get it. Ruthless to himself, he never lacks, and he doesn't hide if he can't dodge attacks. Blindly avoiding can only make oneself more and more passive.

If you stab me with a sword, and I will slash you, then see who can resist better.

"There are also sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth, tenth, each of them has saved my life, without them there would be no me."

Eleven's evil aura became heavier and heavier, his sword was like a mountain, and his eyes were red, "But they are all dead." ”

"It's all dead, it's you, it's you who killed them." Eleven yelled like crazy. With his words, his sword momentum completely reached its peak.

Zimo was silent for a while, maybe the relationship between the eleven of them is very good, they are stronger than Jin, but is it related to themselves? Because they have a good relationship, then a few of them kill themselves, and they stand there and let them kill, how can there be such a reason in the world.

This is the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes that you can't help yourself. Everyone has their own story. Once you step into the rivers and lakes, it is not your choice whether you can leave or not. Maybe one day, I will fall like this.

He sneered, his face was always cold, he didn't speak, and the only one who answered Eleven was always the hidden blade in his hand, one knife was more deadly than the other, and one knife was more ferocious than the other.

"You're damned." Eleven's eyes were red and he stared at Zimo, "Why kill them, why?" ”

The swords and knives in the hands of the two are still fighting, every step is dangerous, dancing on the tightrope, and one is accidentally shattered.

Zimo spoke for the first time, "You guys have a good relationship?" ”

The swords of the two were reconciled again, and each took a step back, Eleven's eyes still staring at him.

"They're nice?" The two clashed again, and Zimo continued to ask.

The sword in Eleven's hand almost stabbed Zimo in a strange way, "They were very good to me. ”

"But they are my enemies, and it is better that the enemy is dead." Zimo sneered, and Zang Feng was even more aggressive, "Put away your poor tricks, your story is very touching, but don't try to shake my mind with your touching story." ”

Hearing his words, Eleven was stunned for a moment, and the quilt Zimo added a wound to his body again. Just now, he was still red, and his crazy face changed, and at this time his face took on a serious face.

If you look closely, such an expression is also present on Zimo's face. Now that it's been recognized, there's no need to continue.

Great enemy, master.

Zimo raised the danger level of Eleven again, the corners of his mouth hooked, with a trick, he was never afraid of anyone.

"How old is that skinny monkey? Well, I cut off a hand before he died. Zang Feng no longer had a hard time with Qing Yue, but began to entangle.

"There's also a scarface, and when he died, I cut him into a human stick. There is a pockmarked face, kneeling on the ground and begging me to let him go, do you think I let him go? ”

Zimo's expression remained the same, but the words in his mouth were heart-wrenching.

The face is cold, and the heart is even colder.

The expression on Eleven's face remained unchanged, and his heart was already in pain. He was indeed disturbing Zimo with words, but what he said was true, and the feelings of their eleven were true.

Only the Qingyue Sword became more and more ferocious, showing the unpeace in his heart, which was an emotion that he could not deny no matter how suppressed he was.

"As for the others, they all died quietly, because they didn't even notice me, and they may still be fantasizing, waiting to finish this and go back and celebrate with you."

Not to mention eleven at this moment, Jiang Yazhu feels like a demon in his heart.

"By the way, the last to die should be the eldest and second. They were killed by me, but I lost their corpses, and now they must have been eaten by strange beasts. ”

Eleven's face was hideous, in a sense, they were the same kind of people, but the fault was the fault, it was his brother who died, so from the beginning, he was doomed.

He couldn't control himself anymore, and his increasingly ferocious attacks suppressed Zimo. The more Zimo sneered in his heart, he just folded, and after withstanding this wave of attacks, it was when Eleven died.

Now is the time.

Zimo had a total of six knives at this moment, and was blocked by Eleven with five knives, but Eleven had already vomited blood and fell to the ground.

He looked at Eleven, raised the knife in his hand, and said to Eleven, "I've never been afraid of anyone more than meanness." ”

Zang Feng fell slowly, Zimo at this moment was like a Shura, and when the knife fell, it was when Eleven died.