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With the sound of dense footsteps, the people of Senluo Hall had also gathered and rushed over.

After all, there were still a few people who were killed by the Night Immortal, and the number of those who came at this time was at least hundreds, pouring in from all directions, and soon surrounded him.

In the face of the black crowd, he did not have the slightest fear, but brought a smile, and the ink gun danced, making a dragon roar.

"Ink gun, after a thousand years, you and I are finally fighting side by side again."

The ink gun also let out a dragon groan in response, faintly feeling excited.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and it is the time to kill;

This night is destined to no longer be peaceful.

On the platform, a shadow stands, beautiful eyes fluorescent, and two lines of tears slowly fall.

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Above the high tower, a dark shadow flashed, flew lightly over the tower, and landed on the grass outside.

The god of death is gone, but in Senluo City, there is already a river of blood and corpses all over the field, as if it has met the name of Senluo City. Now in the city, isn't it just a scene of Senluo hell?

Back at the hotel where I started, in front of the door of my room, the female guide was sitting at the door with a pair of dark circles under her eyes and her legs crossed.

"Why are you here?" Nightshade expressed doubt.

After staying up all night, the female guide's spirit was also very poor, and although she kept her eyes open, she didn't even notice that the person she was waiting for had returned.

"Ahh ~You're back. The guide looked up and said after a pause.

Nightshade nodded, "Have you been here all night?" ”

Thought nodded, and then complained, "Where did you go yesterday?" I didn't see you, and I thought you were in some danger. ”

The female guide frowned, her eyebrows were raised upward, forming a figure of eight, and her mouth was slightly pursed, looking aggrieved.

Nightshade looked at her strangely, "What danger can I have, but you have waited for me here for so long, are you concerned about me?" ”

"Of course!" The guide blurted out, and immediately realized what he had said, and his face flushed.

Nightshade shrugged his shoulders, "No one hurt me, there's no need to worry." ”

The female guide was also a little restrained, her eyes looked at her embarrassedly, and at a glance she saw the spear carried by the Night Immortal.

"What's on your back?" The guide asked, pointing to the spear wrapped in sackcloth behind his back.

"Oh, this, the fishing rod... Nightshade blurted out after glancing back at the ink gun.

The guide was stunned, "You went fishing yesterday?" ”

"Yes, haha, I'm going back, you rest early. You don't have to call me when you visit the attractions, that's all. ”

Looking at the closed door, the guide scratched his head in confusion.

"Is a fishing rod like that? By the way, he didn't catch one all night? Good dish... ”

As soon as he entered the door, the ink gun inside the sackcloth bag made a sneer, indicating the displeasure of the Nightshade of Night for using it as a fishing rod.

In a forest, Joan, who had been sitting all night with her back against a tree, also opened her eyes.

After a night of adjustment, he could barely use the power of Dao Dan, although it was not as good as his own, but he could still exert the strength of the Heavenly Master. Moreover, with this mana that surpassed the peak of the Heavenly Master as a support, he could also use some kind of forbidden technique. He believes that under this kind of power, there is no force that can stop it, after all, it is a power that ignores good and evil and only destroys.

Slowly exhaling a cloudy breath, Joan stood up and looked into the distance.

"There is a hall of the Dark Witch Sect near here, so let's destroy it first and collect a little interest."

A few hours later.

Qiao An, who was standing downstairs at the city gate, was puzzled, he had been shouting inside for a long time, but no one responded. It is said that this is an important entrance of the other party, even if it is not heavily defended, at least it must be guarded.

Doubts are doubts, since no one from the other party responds, then you can just sneak in.

"This! Here's what's going on?! ”

Qiao An, who climbed over the wall, looked at the devastation in the city, her eyes were wide open, and her face was horrified.

In the city, it is like a hellish scene.

The bones are like a mountain, and the blood has flowed into a stream.

Click~click~

Walking in the city, the ground has been covered in blood and turned dark red. The blood has already coagulated, and if you step on it, it will easily crumble.

Joan's spirit is highly concentrated, always on the lookout for possible dangers.

On the street, there were dead bodies everywhere, all of them were stiff, but they all retained a frightened look on their faces, and Qiao An felt a little mad when she saw it.

Eventually, his body stopped.

In front of him was a hill of corpses.

Swallowing his saliva, he slowly shifted his steps and looked around.

"It's!"

Suddenly, in a clearing, he saw large characters written in blood.

"Good and evil are rewarded, do the right thing for heaven!" Reading the content of the writing, Qiao An suddenly realized, it turned out that the Dark Witch Sect had also provoked some great characters, which led to this kind of end?

Continue to read, there are three more words in the payment.

"Nightshade !!"

Joan's eyes widened instantly.

Unexpectedly, it was actually made by the master?!

The matter of Lawson Hall is not the end, it is only a beginning, and all the other halls, including the headquarters of the Dark Witch Cult, are within the choice of revenge.

Since it is your only wish in this life, then let me, as a master, fulfill it for you.

These are the words of the Night's heart.

Standing here, Joan closed her eyes tightly, her fists clenched tightly, and two lines of tears slipped uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes.

Master....

His eyes were already foggy, and the master not only did not blame him for doing such an excessive thing, but also came to help him avenge and help him fulfill his wish.

Although he usually likes to be funny, the master will always beat him, and it hurts. However, he was not angry, he just felt happy.

Since childhood, the whole village has saved their lives in front of his eyes and has become cold. The moment he chose to curl up in the arms of his parents, he chose death.

But maybe he didn't deserve to die, but the police appeared in time and saved him. When the old policeman rescued him and said to him, "You will be my son from now on." He couldn't help crying.

However, everyone will die, and a few years later, the father who filled his soul was gone, leaving him alone.

Since then he's changed, and he's started to make two mistakes, all sorts of weirdness. It's not that he's really like this, but he wants to make himself look not sad and lonely in this way.

Until, he met the Night Dead, the man who changed his life.

The one who gave him strength and took him out of the darkness.

It was not what he wanted to do to rob the fat man Daodan, just because his time was running out. If family and friends are dead, it is just reincarnated, but they are still suffering, how can this be put down? (To be continued.) )