The three arrows had already emptied the last of Xiao Fang's strength, he knelt in the sand with the giant bow in his hand, his head was covered with sweat, and he looked at the bearded man not far away, with a trace of guilt on his face, but it was instantly replaced by great excitement. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is the darkness of human nature.

In the face of interests, nothing can be discarded.

Maybe the bearded man did have a gift for himself, but none of this seemed important now. The real thing is to live yourself, and that's enough.

"I will take care of your wife and children for you." Xiao Fang looked at the head that was shot through without a human appearance, and secretly swore in his heart.

"A little scheming, good, good."

It was another man next to Our Lady of Tanglin who said two good words in a row.

The man was short and hunchbacked, his eyes were very big and very strange, and his face was covered with dense black and purple pus, and the whole person was like a toad that had transformed into a human form, which was ugly and frightening.

As the Holy Mother of Tanglin, who was listed as an S-level dangerous person by the alliance and has caused many bloody cases in various places, although her power has declined a lot compared to the past, as the saying goes, a starving camel is bigger than a horse.

Looking at this face that was worse than a zombie, Xiao Fang swallowed a mouthful of saliva nervously, as a member of the search battalion, he had encountered strange people and strange things in the search, but he had never seen a person like the other party's ugly Cheng.

It's just that the fact that he is still alive makes the haze in his heart that the other party gave him immediately dissipate, alive! Just stay alive!

For some people, the end is a disaster because it makes them lose everything. The end times are heaven for others, because they get them all.

Delicious food, delicate beauties, as a godsend, these things are at your fingertips, how can Xiao Fang be willing to abandon them? How can you be willing to die so unwillingly?

"I'm the only one left of the 10 members of the team, there are no witnesses, no physical evidence, I just need to say that I was attacked by bugs on the road, and I can easily settle it."

"But what if the other party is obviously hostile to the Great Realm Gate and has bad intentions? That's 10,000 lives! No...... No...... What does the Great Realm Gate have to do with me, I rely on nuclear energy in exchange for the gains of the past, this is not a betrayal at all, at most it is just the termination of the contract, they are destined to be my life? I want to live, I have to live, my good days have just begun, and they can't end like this! ”

Although only a few minutes have passed, Xiao Fang, who was kneeling on the ground, has thought a lot in his brain, and his reluctance to live a luxurious life now made him finally let go of his moral baggage, and he decided to devote himself to the new owner in front of him, but he was about to express his loyalty but was sent to the land of nine secluded by the next sentence of the "girl".

The girl who looked like a city didn't look down at Xiao Fang, he just looked into the distance from afar, just because there was a city called Dajing Gate. Maybe he was tired of looking at it or maybe he was tired of the yellow sand in the sky, he turned his head and walked forward slowly, but said lightly: "Kill it, you have to hurry." ”

"Nope! How can you rebel against ......" Every word of the girl sounded in Xiao Fang's ears like a thunderbolt magnified dozens of times, he wanted to live, he still wanted to make the last struggle, but what was ushered in was a huge fist.

Even if Wu Guangyuan loses an arm, after all, he is also the existence of the left and right protectors beside Luo Hai, a body of nuclear energy, and he has already been smelted.

For the Great Realm Gate, he had hatred, and at this time, he didn't even need too many instructions from the Holy Mother of Tanglin, and threw a punch towards Xiao Fang.

A mist of blood, a corpse lying on the sand, was even more pathetic than the one just now.

It turned out to be just a joke.

………………………………

But......

Just when the Holy Mother of Tanglin, who existed on the Hundred Evil List and was regarded as a dangerous person by many sects and alliances, had descended to the periphery of the Great Realm Gate, Yang Shuo was still in endless darkness.

At this time, Yang Shuo was in an extremely dark scene, it stands to reason that people should not be in pain in dreams, but Yang Shuo seems to have come to a real nightmare world, here, he is suffering boundless pain, he is struggling every moment, clenching his teeth and creaking, the farther away his body is, the hotter it becomes, maybe this second, maybe the next second, he will be completely swallowed by this hot breath......

Maybe it's more comfortable to die than this...... Yang Shuo couldn't help but think like this.

Yang Shuo didn't know how long he had existed under this torment, whether it was a day, a year, or even decades.

Suddenly! Just when Yang Shuo was looking forward to death coming soon, the sharp pain in his body suddenly disappeared, as if it was an illusion just now, full of irony......

"How so?" In the dream, Yang Shuo's brows were tightly furrowed, one second it was as if he was about to be destroyed by soaking in magma, and the next second he didn't feel anything.

"Is it a reflection of the light?" It is often said that if a person is affected by illness or pain reaches a critical point, there will be a reflection of the light, but now, is this the reason?

With deep doubts in his heart, Yang Shuo slowly ...... I opened my eyes.

What do you see? At the moment when Yang Shuo opened his eyes, there was no Great Realm Gate, no Eevee, and no scene of the insect tide attacking the city!

In the middle of the altar is a stone square platform of about ten meters, and behind it is also a stone wall, and on both sides are two stone pillars full of mysterious symbols that seem to reach the sky, and there are two copper rings hanging on the stone pillars.

It was such an ordinary altar that brought Yang Shuo an indescribable feeling, as if it had existed for tens of thousands or millions of years, a vicissitudes of life and ancient history, penetrating his body and washing in his heart.

Just when Yang Shuo was still wondering why this altar appeared here......

A thick dark aura containing blood, darkness and tragedy surged towards him, and when he came back to his senses and looked at the altar again, Yang Shuo suddenly saw a scene that he would never forget.

Saw...... On the altar that was still simple and vicissitudes just now, it seems to have been magnified hundreds of times, no, it is a thousand times the scale, like a Shura battlefield, more precisely, like a hell of myths and legends, countless dead bodies suddenly appeared on it, the dead bodies lay together with each other, there is a body like dark green, although there is only one eye, but it occupies half the size of the brain, the hundred-meter giant, the shape is like a giant python, but it has four wings, the tail is like a hook, bent and stretched like the sharpest hidden weapon, which makes people shudder, and there are humanoid monsters with wings but horns in their foreheads, these or people, Or beasts, but more than a creature that Yang Shuo had never seen before, with blurred flesh and blood and wreckage all over the ground......

Yang Shuo's heart was cold, and his whole person was full of helplessness and pain, and in the next second, he finally couldn't hold on, and suddenly hissed and roared bitterly: "This ...... Where the hell is it?! (To be continued.) )