Wu Cun's words were very gentle, very low, and he didn't come forward to bother, since he met, it was the first time he had seen Wu Cun in such a tone, not only him, but everyone else was the first time to see him.

On the side that no one noticed, Wang Sheng blinked, his eyes dimmed, and he glanced down to the side, he also understood what Wu Cun said, "he" used to be his best friend, "he" had participated in his life, and even the final seal was personally started by him, he had never mentioned these to anyone, he didn't want to, and he didn't dare.

It is better to kill a hundred by mistake than to miss a single person.

It's cruel, but it's realistic, that's what people think in that kind of living environment at that time, and people are panicking in their hearts.

"He" became a vicious bloodthirsty demon because of his madness and confusion, and had to get rid of it, so Wang Sheng, who was elected as one of the leaders because of his outstanding ability, had to hide the identity of his best friend of the devil, lead everyone to punish the traitor and eliminate the evil, and in the end, he had to get rid of his best friend with his own hands with a righteous and awe-inspiring look.

As a hero, Wang Sheng is definitely brave and resourceful, but as a friend, Wang Sheng doesn't know how to face "him" and face himself.

I thought that after that time, I would forget and abandon that feeling, but after a thousand years, I had to meet Wu Cun, Wu Cun's spiritual power awakened, and "him" was confronted, but it rekindled the long-sealed emotions in Wang Sheng's heart, and he deceived himself into thinking that "he" would forget his past life because of many years of reincarnation, that black history, and his previous life, but just a few short words from Wu Cun, Wang Sheng understood that it turned out that "he" had always remembered.

But why is "he" so strange when facing himself? So indifferent?

Now, where else can we find the answers? "He" has completely handed over his powerless power to Wu Cun, and I am afraid that his consciousness will soon be completely extinguished.

He once destroyed the balance of the world with the power of one person, and was deeply hated by others. Now, silently turning into power to protect it, this may be the best way to atone for your sins.

"Go all the way."

Wang Sheng sighed and said silently in his heart. Secretly used spiritual power to evaporate the tears in his eyes, he knew that he would not be relieved because of this blessing in his heart, that battle, because of his incomparable merits, he was exceptionally included in the divine throne and obtained eternal life, this is God's favor for him, and at the same time, it is also God's cruelty to him, because he knows that in this life, he will never forget "him" again.

"You know? Hmph, who do you think you are? ”

Naturally, the whip spirit would not relax his vigilance because of Wu Cun's short words. However, the anger in his eyes really disappeared a lot, so that he didn't resist at the first time, but followed Wu Cun's words.

"My name is Wu Cun, assistant yin, of course, none of this is important, the important thing is that I know the bitterness in your heart."

Wu Cun said secretly, there is a play! Indeed, it was very touching to see her previous life just now, but he had not forgotten what his mission was, so he kept it like this, and did not move to dispel her anger, and now it seems that this deep appearance has a really good effect.

"No, you don't understand at all, you, like them, just want to be empowered,"

The whip spirit roared. To tell the truth, in this life, before being called "spirit", she saw a lot of all kinds of people in the world, but without exception, they were all frozen by their own strength.

"Yes, that's right, I do want power."

Wu Cun did not deny it in the slightest, straightened his waist as he spoke, and struck the ice hockey ball with one palm, and the powerlessness in the ice hockey ball was immediately withdrawn, followed by the ice ball breaking, and the whip spirit broke out of the ice.

Regaining her freedom, although the whip spirit didn't understand why Wu Cun did this, she subconsciously clenched the snow whip, and threw her right arm in a large arc, and the entire long whip was thrown in the direction of Wu Cun.

This change, Sikong was startled, this whip spirit was not a joke, while annoyed that Wu Cun let her go without discussion, he hurriedly raised his hand to prepare to cast the imperial shell, and the rest of the people also retreated as soon as possible.

Only Wu Cun stood still, saw the long whip coming, smiled contemptuously, and then the colored light in his right hand burst out, and he stretched forward with lightning speed.

"Smack"

The empty royal shell was instantly frozen and cracked open, and the long whip fell, but Wu Cun was still in place.

"But, make no mistake about it, in my eyes, what you call them are as weak as ants."

Hearing Wu Cun's words, Xiao You exclaimed, and his eyes widened.

On the other side, the whip spirit was directly stunned, and the arm that held the snow whip tightly stretched out straight forward.

They were not just frightened by Wu Cun's pretending words, because the long whip was not dodged or landed, but was tightly dragged by Wu Cun with his bare hands.

Wu Cun was still laughing, his hand continued to exert force, and the powerless flow of the long whip to the whip spirit gradually surrounded her, and then pulled it hard, even the whip led the person, and the whip spirit was thrown up by Wu Cun.

"You..."

A powerful force came, and the whip spirit was speechless, this was the first time she felt that she would be suppressed, and Wu Cun was also the first person she had met who could really hold her in the palm of her hand.

This feeling, as a weapon, is indescribably strange.

This throw was a little caught off guard, but the whip spirit reacted quickly in the end, adjusted his posture in the air, and landed safely.

Habitually, I retracted the whip, but I felt that the long whip was tight, and the other head seemed to be firmly fixed.

"What? Still think I'm like them? ”

Wu Cun looked at the eyes of the whip spirit, in the final analysis, the snow whip spirit is just a spirit attached to the snow whip, and this ontological snow whip, no matter how powerful it is, it is an ancient artifact, its identity is just a weapon, since it is a weapon, it is naturally eager to meet a good master.

Knowing the source of this whip spirit's resentment, Wu Cun had a plan in his heart, although he didn't dare to say that he was a good master, and he didn't have such a good eloquence to convince her, so he thought of using a tough posture to forcibly suppress her, but it was more risky to do so, but fortunately, Wu Cun succeeded.

Using the principle of the imperial shell, Wu Zheng used the palm of his right hand to create a layer of defensive diaphragm with no power, but fortunately, the power of nowhere was tougher than the power of controlling the snow, so this diaphragm was not broken. It's just that, even so, the biting chill is still a little bit in the palm of the hand, and this will, just for a while, the right hand has been frozen purple.

A burst of numbness, a stiff feeling came, but Wu Cun gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, trying to put on a contemptuous and indifferent look, at this time he must perform what he should play, success or failure is in this move, he knows that the whip spirit may have ignited the fire of worship for himself at this time, but he can't burn it because of years of resentment, at this moment, it depends on who can hold on.