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Once upon a time, there was a yellow-haired crane whose father was the previous village chief, and he also wanted to be the village chief. With the help www.biquge.info of Sakura, who will always be good friends, Sasuke, a good friend who loves and kills each other, and Kakashi, a white-haired teacher who likes to read yellow books, he has written a touching and inspirational legend.

defeated the rich second generation in the next village, defeated the gang formed by the gangsters in several villages, defeated the village chief who didn't know how many people were a long, long time ago, and defeated the director of the village committee who wanted to be the village head...... "Did he become the village chief in the end?" Chen Jingmo didn't know that she had long given up chasing the story that was getting longer and longer, and the picture collapsed to Sparta.

Of course, my sister wouldn't have known that Chen Jingmo had thought so much because of the few tails on her right, and she was not interested in the inspirational story of the yellow-haired boy at all. With her logic, she really didn't accept such a Guang Zhengwei story, and she might prefer those weird uncles who were scurrying around in Huoyun costumes all day.

So when Chen Jing looked at her tail curiously, with a curious expression, she felt that she had found a good opportunity.

Distraction in the battle is a deserved thing to die, and according to the sister's self, the sneak attack is reasonable, despicable and innocent, and the program is really light when the sneak attack is made, and it is described in a relatively white sentence: There is really no fireworks in the department.

Even the villain's commonly used phrase "Die!" Without shouting, Sister Ji chuckled and suddenly clenched her old right hand, and the instruments around her body shot out a red impact like blood mixed with purple electric light.

The tiny red light as a needle pierced Chen Jingmo's eyes without any sound.

Sister Ji didn't have time to appreciate the panic and fear that appeared on Chen Jingmo's face next, she had seen a lot of this kind of little girl who had no power and had never even seen blood, just like the little girl named Ah Shi, shouldn't she be locked in a black prison in the end?

At the moment when the light came out, the figure of Sister Ji rushed in the direction of Chen Jingmo, as long as there was this hostage in her hand, the little girl with golden hair would obediently let herself go.

The scorpion-like light pierced into Chen Jingmo's pupils as she expected, and even beyond her expectations, after stabbing Chen Jingmo's eyes, it actually penetrated out of the back of her head.

My sister never thought that the little girl who almost seriously injured herself would be so vulnerable and die like this?

Right in front of her eyes, Chen Jingmo's body expression slowly collapsed, and in an instant, a blood mist spread through the aura.

At the moment when she was surprised, two chains suddenly stretched out from the blood mist and buckled on her wrists, and Chen Jingmo's figure walked out of the blood mist unharmed.

Her somewhat pale face resurfaced in front of her sister, and her eyes were as red as blood jade.

As if covering his eyes sadly, the scarlet pupils revealed a cold light from between his fingers: "It hurts......"

...... "Kill thirty people at once, life,

This. ”

She muttered to herself, the blood mist behind her suddenly spread, and in the deepest part of the scarlet color, there seemed to be a pair of eyes with the same pupils as Chen Jingmo in the darkness opened, and she looked at her sister's trembling expression coldly.

With the pure white destruction that was absolutely absent in Chen Jingmo's eyes.

Chen Jingmo would not explain to her that "blood is the currency of life, the currency of the soul, the meaning of this sentence, nor will he introduce her to another self."

Whether it is the pair of eyes in the dark, or the current Chen Jingmo, it is herself, there is no distinction between each other, the difference is just the way of thinking.

Anyway, it's going to be killed, so let's die cleanly.

It wasn't until that moment that my sister realized that she had really picked the wrong object.

Chen Jingmo, who inherited the river of death and runes, is more dangerous than Ottoria who holds Fenrir. At least, when she made up her mind to fight, she wouldn't have a reason to fight for anything like Ortoria did, only pure and innocent destruction.

In the quiet sound of blood flowing, a blood-colored cross as transparent as crystal rose from her sister's back, and the scarlet chains tugged at her body, and finally formed a bewitching and seductive crucifixion, admiration

The screaming sister suddenly found her own device, collapsed the country,

Losing contact with herself, she struggled to turn her head only to see her weapon slashed by Ottoria's re-engraving. Under Fenrir's devouring, even its own material turned into scrap metal that had been dry for centuries like rusty insects.

At the same moment, the jade ball on her waist made a crisp cracking sound, capable of driving. The treasure of Onijin 7 has been destroyed with the severance of the source.

On the blood-colored cross, the pale-faced sister has let out a desperate cry, and even the ghosts and gods have already ......" Before the approaching edge, the sister has screamed out the name with the last hope: "Lord Yuanlu Zhi! ”

In an instant, the strange sound of an old man chanting a spell could be heard in the sky, as if several indistinct recordings of his muttering were playing at the same time, and the frowning sound suddenly resounded through the sky.

In the chanting of the incantation, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly turned into a dark and gloomy sky, and dark clouds swirled, and a black whirlpool appeared, and a pure black claw suddenly poked out of the whirlpool.

In the recitation of countless voices with the same voice, the black claws slowly revealed a hideous look, and the blue-black palms were like substance, with layers of wind pressure pressing down from the sky in their direction. At the same time as the claws appeared, layers of blood curtains rose, and blood-colored light like a spring emerged from behind Chen Jingmo, converging into a vague bust.

The scarlet light intertwined into a smiling girl, holding an axe that seemed to be specially used for chopping wood, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the claw that had been smashed down.

The scarlet axe lifted, the hand fell, and then slashed silently and swiftly.

The big black hand condensed by the clouds was violently cut off.

Chen Jing watched indifferently as the big hand was cut off, a scream of pain sounded in the clouds, and the whirlpool formed by the black dark clouds exploded, and finally returned to its original gloomy appearance. "Reach out to the party or something, it's the most annoying."

She pursed her lips, she didn't know how many miles away, and she made such a big sign, and she didn't know if she could use three points of the power of the ten powers.

I really treated them as those martial artists who were not good at art. Pander to?

And at this moment, she heard a choked voice from behind her: "Please......" Don't ...... "Don't ...... ""

The terrified sister struggled on the cross, and a large heavy carving pierced her chest and nailed her to it.

The old wrinkles began to spread from the wound, as if they had experienced a hundred years of dry time in an instant, and the sister's face was aging, and the gray hair was mottled.

She looked at Ottoria with horror and pleading: "Don't do this...... "Don't! ”

Ottoria watched indifferently as her eyes darkened, and her clear, tactful voice faded into a hoarse voice, old and ugly.

In the blink of an eye, the life of the demon fox was devoured by Fenrir, and in the hoarse moan, the sister slowly turned into a dry corpse and dry bones, and finally dissipated the white ash.

The heavy black engraving fell from her sister's weathering, and the handle fell back into Ottoria's hands. The blonde girl blankly reincorporated the well-fed demon wolf into the shadows, and then found Chen Jingmo looking at herself with her cheeks puffed out.

Ottoria, who seemed to know nothing about her behavior of robbing monsters, showed a puzzled expression, and the fingers behind her back were a little shyly twitching the corners of her clothes, but her face was awe-inspiring as if she didn't notice.

Looking at Ottoria's innocent expression, Chen Jingmo turned his head in frustration and muttered to himself: "Forget it, I won't worry about you anymore." ”

A little bit of points and cards, Chen Jingmo doesn't care about these, at least she won't worry about it in front of Ottoria. Of course, that guy is his own, even the belt bones, and he won't give her a little bit.

Ottoria, who suddenly found that she was in a good mood, lowered her head and connected the communication: "Sister has been eliminated." "Oh, I'm almost finished here," Changsun Wu sat on the blood-stained stone steps, looked at the group of snake people who were trembling and didn't dare to step forward with disdain, and said to Chen Jingmo: "Okay, the momentum just now is quite spectacular, don't you consider replacing it with a firewood knife?"

After Chen Jingmo thought for a while, his answer made Changsun Wu's back feel a little cold: "I'll think about it carefully." ”

Feed! This kind of obviously just a joke is better not to think about it carefully...... "Do you really want to become a blackened firewood knife girl......" Changsun Wu seemed to be able to see a beautifully crafted ship carrying Bai Shuo drifting into the distance...... "Forget it, captain, you better ask for more blessings."

And at the moment when he lost the communication, a thunderous shout came from the rear of the snake man enemy group, and the smoke and dust formed by the galloping of countless cavalry rose up.

The six hundred cavalrymen were all wounded, but their eyes were like burning fire, and under the command of the generals, they pulled out their blades from their waists in unison, and the overlapping whines turned into a long aftersound.

At the head was a handsome man whose left arm was broken, and the wound on his left shoulder. Although he was bandaged, he was oozing blood from the gallop.

Although he was in pain, his expression was always awe-inspiring and solemn, and his lieutenant was holding high behind him, and the general of Shuzhong was victorious.

Looking at the array of the army gathered in the distance, the leader smiled angrily, and his only remaining right arm loosened the reins and grabbed the heavy spear from the saddle.

Looking at the demon king army surrounding him in the distance, he let out a desolate and hoarse roar: "Xiliang boy, kill the enemy with me!" ”

In a roar like thunder, the six hundred cavalry shouted in unison, and the blades were raised high to reflect a cold light.

And in the rear of the cavalry, the array of soldiers running faintly peeked out of the smoke and dust, and dozens of banners held high revealed different handwritings.

The counteroffensive of the rebels began.