The demon lady's weapon was two needles, which were sandwiched between her fingers. The materials of these two needles are very expensive, and they are made by a well-known master, and they are really bloodless murder weapons.

Misturned, turned.

Chu Ming and the demon lady were like friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, patting each other on the shoulder and parting.

"It's really poisonous."

Chu Ming raised his left hand, there was a pinhole in his sleeve, and he couldn't see it at all if he didn't look carefully. He waved his sleeve, and the piece was still shattered. Like an antiquity taken out of a tomb, it turns to ashes at the sight of the wind.

"Sure enough, it's a very special amount of strength."

There was both excitement and fear in the eyes of the demon lady. She was excited that the other party did have a very powerful set of martial arts, and she was afraid that this set of martial arts was too weird. At that moment, that hand was only a few millimeters from her neck, and it was a hairy feeling that stood on end.

"I should have slept for the first sacrifice to the last sacrifice, I'm in a hurry!" Chu Ming was not very satisfied with his state.

From the first sacrifice to the last sacrifice, it took him ten days for ten heads. Every time you have to do your best, every time you fight to your heart's content. Rao is a strong physique, and he can't withstand this kind of combat intensity.

"Stay, I'm decided, I'm going to turn you into a corpse too. I'll dress you up. ”

The demon lady also made a decision after weighing it. She is a ruthless person, and she also has a sense of anger in her heart. She coveted the martial arts used by Chu Ming, and felt that she had the strength to obtain them.

"I'm in a hurry." Chu Ming walked forward.

"Stay, my toys." The demon lady stretched out her arms. It's like hugging each other.

The distance between the two was close until they were only a meter apart. The demon lady suddenly pushed forward with both hands, and in the process of pushing forward, her palms flew dazzlingly, and she couldn't see her hands and the deadly poisonous needles in her hands at all.

"Hand fetching is not just for hands."

Chu Ming moved, stepping on strange steps. Although he is only one meter away from the demon lady, his "dance steps" are not affected at all. The demon lady's flying palms were on his left and right, like a pre-rehearsed backup dance, which was extremely tacit.

The master has made a move, and the beauty and danger are all instantaneous. The demon lady saw that her moves were ineffective. Backhand. used his most proud killer move.

This trick is called "three styles of thread and needle", and the essence of it is that the needle in her hand can be as soft as a thread, and even elongated or shortened, plus the technique of confusing people's vision. It's really hard to prevent.

This is also a very "delicate" trick. Visually. It's also quite aesthetically pleasing. Presumably, many people who have died under these three forms will feel this way, and it is also a comfort to be able to enjoy such a wonderful scene before dying.

The other pair of hands was rough. From the stratum corneum of different parts, it can be seen that the owner of the hands used many weapons, the most common ones are knives, guns, sticks, sniper rifles, fists, etc. It's a pair of hands with a story.

Rough hands are also used with a quirky technique. This kind of skill has nothing to do with beauty, but there is an uncomfortable sense of awkwardness.

"You're done." The demon lady laughed, and she found that the other party had fallen into her move. But her laughter lasted only half a second.

"You're dead." Cold voice, sound in the back, action in front.

One palm supported the chin of the demon lady, as if to tease her, so the demon girl couldn't laugh.

The demon lady tried to attack this hand, but as soon as she raised her hand, she noticed that the other hand reached under her armpit. Strange parts, strange hands.

At this moment, the demon lady panicked, and the shadow of death loomed over her heart without warning. She tried to do something, even if it was too late, to say something. She hasn't lived enough, she still has capital. She believes that she has the ability to impress the other party, just like the other strong ones.

The rough hand is very calm, and he does not hesitate for half a minute because of the delicate skin of the demon girl. This hand passed through the armpit, from the back up, and patted the back of the demon lady's head lightly.

The demon lady seemed to bow her head because of this action, but the other hand was supporting her chin. She can't bow her head, she can only be "looked up".

Click—a very light sound of bones falling off.

Chu Ming let go of his hand, and the demon lady fell to the ground. Her eyes bulged out, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily welled up with a lot of salivation.

"Shivi, I'll leave it to you, see you again."

Chu Ming walked out. Behind him, Shvi was still in a daze.

Shivi won't be stunned all the time, and the demon lady is not dead. Shivi wouldn't be stupid enough to wait for the demon lady to recover, what would he do? If he saw the appearance of the clan brother in the basement, would he be crazy about revenge?

None of this is Chu Ming's business, he is a headhunter, not a priest, and he has no obligation, responsibility, time, and mood to save fallen souls. The man he was going to save was in the sling swamp, and he was coming......

Walking through countless military camps, no one noticed the short demon, and no trialist set up levels. Those people are waiting for him, and of course there will be no barriers to entry. But if it is a weak person of Shwei's strength who tries to get a piece of the pie, he will definitely be killed after being discovered.

Along the way, Chu Ming also met several trialist squads, which were guarding their respective territories, waiting for the results inside in a relaxed and comfortable manner. Some of the teams also set their tables and had a joyous picnic while enjoying the beauty of the swamp.

That's it, the misery of some becomes the carnival of others.

Juya once said that those ancient trialists, they will also fall, but there will not be so many, and they will not fall so completely. Depravity is the liberation of the evil side of human nature, and it is of certain benefit to cultivation. However, strong warriors will stick to their hearts, they will fall, but they will not get lost in the fall.

At the same time, Ju also said:

"The Tattoo Sanctuary cannot be depraved, they must be self-disciplined, proud, fearless, and wise at all times. Good is good, and evil is evil. If you can't adjudicate, it's just that your heart isn't strong enough. ”

"The heart is the law, and the law is the heart." Chu Ming silently recited the last paragraph of the giant most reluctant, and in front of him was already a battlefield......

The battlefield at this moment is quiet. There are no swords and swords, and there are no shouts. The boundless army remained silent, as if it were paying tribute to some warrior. Only the corpses scattered on the ground testify to the fact that there was once a terrible battle here.

A dire lizard that had lost its owner stood in confusion on the battlefield, wondering what had happened to the road, and it wanted to know what its master had left for it, and threw it in this disgusting place. Then it finally smelled a familiar smell.

"Come on, I hope you've gotten used to the smell of smoke."

Chu Ming took a cigarette in his mouth and touched the dire lizard in front of him. The dire lizard stared at the smoke vigilantly, but was reluctant to touch the hand, and it was a little in a dilemma.

"Forget it, I'll adapt to you."

Chu Ming threw away the cigarette butt. He tugged on the reins. The dire lizard snorted happily and fell to his knees on his front legs so that he could ride on.

Riding on the dinosaur, the surrounding Protoss soldiers noticed him. Because there are very few Dire Knights on this battlefield. There are three more alive. Only two of them are still riding on dinosaurs.

"'Spray' charge! Ah!!h ”

Steel carbon is charging. A charge of one man.

Steelcarbon entered a state of madness, ignoring his own bleeding, ignoring his injuries, and shouting and charging even when the spears were burning on the other side.

But the dinosaur under his body can't do it. Although the beast still wanted to fight with its master, its tired body could not reach the speed of the charge. Therefore, the Protoss soldiers on the opposite side could calmly dodge it, allowing it to exhaust the last trace of physical strength in the run.

"You're here, and my sister will say you're brave."

The hairpin rested diagonally on a giant crossbow. It wasn't to rely on, but the arrow pierced through his body, pinning him diagonally to the ground.

The hairpin's strong recovery ability kept him from dying, but he remained in a near-death state throughout. Because there are several Protoss archers watching, once they see that he has signs of recovery, they will shoot a few arrows. This is because some people don't want him to die right away, but they don't want him to live.

"I thought it was a woman's patent to be late, but I guess you were delayed because of something else, so I forgive you."

Miss Pori is also riding on a dinosaur, and she's burning.

Flames erupted from the cracks in her armor, leaping silently. This blue flame gives the impression of being icy and at the same time dangerous.

In front of her, there were three corpses. This is the corpse of the trialist, not the cannon fodder of the Protoss. These people are dead, they are old dead.

The four Nirvanas gave rise to the fire of Nirvana, a flame without temperature that burned Miss Pori's life, as well as the lives of others. The three bodies were left behind by trialists who tried to get close to her. Now, no trialist tried to do so, and they watched coldly from afar, waiting for the moment when Miss Pori's life burned out.

Chu Ming walked towards Pori, and the dire lizard under his body slowed down uneasily, because it sensed that the same kind on the other side was dead and dangerous.

Chu Ming didn't force the dreaded lizard, he jumped down and slowly walked towards Miss Pori. The Protoss soldiers watched him in silence as they gave way to a passage like a tide.

"Aren't you tired?"

Chu Ming walked up to Miss Pori and looked up at her.

"Of course, I was tired, my waist was sore, my legs were numb, I couldn't lift my arms, and I didn't want to move my toes. Why doesn't anyone care about me? It's so bleak—"

Miss Pori behind the visor must have a coquettish expression, like a little aggrieved girl who makes things difficult for her boyfriend, and the purpose of her troubles is to comfort and care, or just to see how much the other person cares about her expression.

"Come on."

Chu Ming stretched out his hand, he was going to carry Miss Pori down.

"I'm an adult, why do you want to hug me?"

Miss Pori's angry voice, she hesitated slightly, but still tried to lean down.

The blue flame seems to be weak, but it does not disappear, which is the price of overdrawing ability.

Cold armor, even colder is fire. Chu Ming hugged Pori and felt life flow from his body. It's like turning into a sieve, and the breeze takes away the vitality from your body.

"Don't!"

Miss Pori snorted softly, stopping Chu Ming from lifting her visor.

"It's good."

Chu Ming was not reluctant, patting his back gently, just like coaxing a child to sleep.

"Sister, it's too numb! From now on, I won't believe in love. The hairpin complained.

"It's 'other than that.'" Miss Pori corrected. Wrapped in full body armor, she looked soft and delicate, and she said with satisfaction and pride:

"Dear brother, you see, how romantic he is, he is not even afraid of the fire of Nirvana."

"Sister! If it's the other way around, you will say, "Look, how rational he is, he knows the dangers of the fire of nirvana." The card issued a merciless rebuttal.

"That's right."

"I know that this is the sentence. There is no cure for a woman in love, this is a terminal illness! ”

The hairpin was defeated and shook his head speechlessly. Perhaps it was his voice that was too loud to attract some people's attention. The Protoss archer opened his bow again, thus. A sharp arrow pierced his body. Let him be weakened again.

"I'll get down to business, okay?" Chu Ming relaxed his arm.

"Go ahead, I'm good." Miss Pori reluctantly let go of her hand.

He took a deep breath, the wet wind in the swamp whistling between his teeth and cheeks. With a rich botanical fragrance. It's like the smell of a rice field after harvesting.

Chu Ming took a look at the Protoss army not far away. Finding the temple's squad, he walked over to them. At the same time, the trialists also moved. Slowly approached, surrounding him in the middle.

"'Glory Heralds'?"

"Yes." A middle-aged man with a meaty face nodded, his eyes small and flashing with a yin owl.

"'Doomsday'?"

"It's us." The other thin young man nodded, he smiled, his thin lips giving a sharp feeling.

"You're guilty." Chu Ming looked at the man with a meaty face: "Banennasu of the 'Glory Pioneer'. Ruling: Torture and killing of intelligent life, the means are bad; Sucking the brain marrow of a demon baby, madness. ”

"Really? Only once, in fact, the taste is not very good, very greasy, I advise everyone not to try it. Baninasu nodded lightly, not caring at all about these crimes.

Not only did he not care, but neither did his teammates and the trialists next to him. They are all going back, and the memories will be erased. So, fall early.

Chu Ming didn't refute, but turned his head to look at the tall and thin man:

"The ghost lord of the 'Last Judgment', you are guilty. Verdict: Torture and rape of intelligent beings and their kind, in great numbers and in a brutal manner. ”

"yes, but I think that's a record, don't you think?" The Oni-kun was still laughing, and his words drew laughter from the people around him.

There are all trialists here, and there is no need to pretend to be holy or pure. There are many people who do this kind of thing, and they don't need to hide it anymore. Memories will be erased, strength is fundamental. As for abusing and killing his fellow clansmen, the Ghost King also doesn't care, because strength is fundamental.

"We'll all confess our sins, okay." The Ghost Monarch stopped smiling, he looked at Chu Ming, his curious eyes seemed to be looking at a prey.

"Sailor of the 'waves', you have seen the situation, make a deal. Where did you learn that 'headhunting'? ”

Chu Ming didn't speak, and looked at the other party coldly. And the ghost king seemed to have forgotten something, and patted his forehead with slight annoyance:

"Look at my memory, I lose everything. Speak with evidence, but what about my evidence? Come out, proof. Oh no—look at my memory, delay! Not evidence, it's witnesses. ”

The Ghost Monarch turned sideways, and from behind him, a cowering man poked his head out with a desolate expression. His eyes flickered, he looked around, and when he saw Chu Ming, he let out a low voice:

"That's him! That's him! Lord Ghost Monarch, that's him! The demon lady was killed by him, he held the demon lady's minibus and patted his head, and the demon lady's head was broken, leaving only a layer of skin connected to the ......"

There is a flattering voice in eagerness, and a little bit of complacency that can't be concealed.

"Shivi—"

Chu Ming looked at Shi Wei in disappointment, only to realize that he was wrong. Cowardice does not prevent the fall, it only postpones and covers up.

It's hard to imagine what Shvi went through, but he certainly didn't suffer much about it. In this process, Shivi's actions were very fast, and after dealing with the demon lady, he hurried over, catching up with the critical moment of benefit distribution.

So he's complacent, so he's excited and looking forward to it. The joy irritated his nerves and made him unable to control himself. Even though he tried hard to hide the smugness in his heart, the small action of scratching his ears and cheeks still revealed his eagerness.

"Very well, Shivi, you did the right thing, you will get your share." The Ghost King patted Shivi on the shoulder, and Shivi lowered his head to prevent people from seeing his smug gaze.

"Ghost King, don't talk nonsense, let's talk about the deal." Baninnasu was dissatisfied with Shivi's defection to the Ghost King, and he was worried about his share.

"Rest assured, the agreement remains the same. Those in the Dark World Realm also need to be appeased, and they have also helped. Now there is only one small question as to whether our other important protocol partner has anything else to add. ”

The Ghost Monarch looked at Chu Ming, and Chu Ming's silence made him think that he was bargaining, so he said again:

"'Langhua' and your woman, you can take it away, we haven't done it, this is sincerity. Also, if you have other requests, you can do so. For example, faith.

If you want, we can give you all these Protoss in front of you, and even help you kill them. These feats are dazzling enough, right? You will become the most worshipped god of the demons, unique and incomparable.

I think these conditions are sufficient, however, in order to show the importance of trading, we also have alternate measures. Those trial squads on the periphery, 'God Fighters' or 'Demon Fighters', these can be included in the trade, as long as your 'goods' have this value......"

Amazing conditions, real big. If Chu Ming nodded, the lives of the hundreds of thousands of God Clans and many trialists here would be in his hands, although the trial was about to end, such a huge belief could also bring rich gains. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you brothers who voted for the monthly ticket, it's hard to imagine being able to vote for me, after all, I'm still a bad writer, hehe