Although he was holding the weapon in his hand, he looked fierce, but the tremor in his hand still revealed the fear in his heart. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although he came out to find someone, he prayed in his heart that he would not be encountered, whether he had an enmity with the Corpse God Hall or the Dark Witch Sect, it didn't matter to him. If you really can't eat this night's peaceful meal again, even if you run away, quit the Corpse God Hall, even if you quit the Dark Witch Sect.

However, the prayer in his heart was clearly not true, because the first target of the Night Dead was him. It wasn't intentional, if you want to blame him, it's bad luck.

Swish!

When the wind brought up, it might not be conspicuous, but this person's spirit was so nervous that it was almost to the point that the grass and trees were all soldiers.

This also made him raise his head the moment the night was moving.

Although he didn't deliberately hide it, the other party was still a little surprised that he could find him, but that's all.

He couldn't be soft-hearted.

Blood burst out, this guy who has been hiding all his life, cautious and greedy for life and afraid of death, still did not escape the clutches of death in the end.

Frightened, unwilling to stay all on the face.

Poof!

First, his knee touched the ground, and after a slight pause, the whole person fell in a pool of blood.

People don't die that fast, and although they can't move anymore, their consciousness can still exist for a while, but they can't do anything. He just saw the look of the man who killed him.

A grim face, a cold face, as if the common people are not in their eyes cold and proud.

Finally... Or is it dead ...

That's fine・・・・・・

silently closed his eyes, and gradually became depressed for a while.

Closing his eyes, this was the last thing he could do.

For this person's death, Night Immortal only glanced at it slightly, which still thought that the other party was aware of his existence.

Turning around, his body flew away lightly. He has other goals, and his steps never stop for the sake of a person.

On the other side, several people were also cautiously looking for traces of the enemy, but before they knew it, one of their companions had already died.

Find the enemy and then send a signal?

Maybe it's okay to deal with ordinary people, but if the difference in strength is too big, you don't even know how to die, so how can you send a signal?

In fact, if the gap between the two sides is too large, the strategy will become chicken ribs and will have little effect. Since the Night Dead have chosen this place, their death is doomed, and there is no escape.

On the other side, the fierce bull was clenching his weapon and looking around.

He was so angry that his face stood on end. His only and most beloved brother died like this, how could he not hate?!

He hated, not only for bringing his brother into the organization, but also for the executioner. Hate the demon who sent his brother to death.

He hated, gritted his teeth with hatred, wanted to tear that guy apart, wanted to eat his flesh and gnaw his bones.

His eyes were red, his head was groggy, and he had lost his mind.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew.

"Who!"

The bull suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes wide open.

Rustling! ~

A little squirrel quickly crawled out, and when he saw someone, he ran away quickly, and the grass rustled on it.

It turned out to be a squirrel.

Turning around, Da Niu was about to continue his search, when a grim human face appeared in front of him.

"Who?!"

Frightened, the bull jumped backwards.

Nightshade looked at him calmly, her voice cold.

"Haven't you been looking for me, trying to kill me? Now that I'm here, why should I run away? ”

"What! It's you! ”

was slightly stunned, and then his teeth itched with hatred, and he glared angrily at the young man opposite.

"You killed my brother!"

"Now that you know, what are you waiting for?"

Nightshade's voice was calm and unwavering, but the more it did, the angrier it became.

His younger brothers were killed, why was it so peaceful? Why?!

The big bull's mind is roaring, and his mouth is also roaring.

"How dare you squander my dearest and beloved brother! I'm going to turn you into a corpse, I'm going to make your life worse than death! ”

The appearance of the big bull is indeed heartbroken, it seems that the night is a demon, and it is inhumane to drive them all out.

However・・・・・・

Squinted his eyes slightly, carefully perceiving the little evil qi released by the other party.

"This evil breath ... At least ten people were killed. ”

The big bull had already rushed over, waving the weapon in his hand and striking it, as if he was going to beat it into a pulp.

Such an attack may seem ferocious, but it is useless. Turning sideways slightly, the Night Shadow dodged over.

"My brother is dead, is it very heartbroken...

"Nonsense! That's my only brother! You bastard!!! The bull brandished his weapon and roared. He was almost insane, and he only wanted to kill the murderer of his brother, completely unaware of the insurmountable gap between the two sides.

Although he could kill the opponent in an instant, and even make the opponent die without even feeling it, just like the previous ones, but he didn't do it.

Do you hate it?

Hate the injustice of the world.

Isn't there a hatred of heaven?

But when you kill someone, why don't they think so, why should they die?

But have you put your knife down?

No.

It is said that good and evil are rewarded, and the sky is watching.

Whether the heavens are watching him or not does not know, but his evil retribution has come.

He is their evil retribution.

Since you love to kill, let me make you feel death and despair.

That's what Nightshade thinks in his heart.

"Do you want to be so angry? Your brother didn't suffer much when he died. ”

"Just all of a sudden, he died." While speaking, the Night Immortal also made a gesture, and the angry bull attacked even more frantically.

"I'm going to kill you! I'll kill you! You demon who killed my brother! ”

Listening to the roar of the big bull, the night was expressionless, joyful and sad.

"So angry? Am I a demon? Yes, too. But when you're swinging your butcher's knife at those poor people, you're not a demon to them. ”

Although the voice was not loud, every word was like a drumstick, hitting his heart fiercely.

I knew I had killed people, not just enemies, but civilians.

They begged me for mercy and let them go, but I wouldn't.

So what?

How can their lives be compared to my brother's?

They don't deserve it!

Seeing the state of the big bull, the Night Immortal had no interest in continuing to talk to him.

This man is already in vain.

(To be continued.) )