Chapter 137: I'm Sorry

"Son, come to Daddy. ”

"Next year, next year, Dad will never go on a business trip again, just stay at home with you, at that time you will go to elementary school, and then Dad will send you to school and pick you up from school, how about it?"

"You stinky boy don't have to study how good it is, you grow up, Dad gives you everything you want, hard work or something is handed over to Dad, your kid is 10,000 times better than your dad's life, just wait for the blessings, and when you are eighteen years old, Dad will lead you to open meat...... Bah, it's not the time for you kid to know this kind of thing......"

"But we have to make three chapters of the law, and you have to give me a whole grandson before you are twenty-two years old......"

Belch!

The silver ghost's thoughts ended here, and the pain in his head was unbearable, as if a steel needle had pierced it and stirred it back and forth.

The end of the silver ghost was a gentle woman, with a sweet voice, and said, "Brother Ghost, you have been poisoned, and now forty percent of your body is still in a state of paralysis. I've injected you with a vital fluid that will help you get rid of the toxins in the shortest possible time, so you'd better keep pretending to sleep now. ”

The silver ghost's head was like a mess of paste, and although he heard the statement that he continued to pretend to be asleep, he still opened his eyes in a daze.

Then the silver ghost saw the man with a sinister face sitting tall.

Get nailed?

The silver ghost shook his head, and opened his eyes wide to see clearly that the reason why the evil man sat so tall was because he was sitting on a tall golden throne, and under this golden throne, there was actually that awesome monk, and there was a very scorched ...... Is that the Taoist priest?

The silver ghost knew that it was impossible to continue to pretend to be asleep at this time, and suddenly bounced up, and then his body went straight to the ground, and forty percent of his body was in a state of paralysis, not a joke, and his legs were as if they were not his own.

When the silver ghost fell, he saw the back of Zheng Xian, who was sitting not far in front of him, Zheng Xian's back was straight, and he was sitting on the ground, looking like he didn't show any signs of paralysis.

Looking around, there are layers of three corpse fruits.

"It's over!"

This was the only thought in the silver ghost's mind.

The evil man had a bored look on his face, and his eyes looked at the vast nursery under the rocks, and the sun was already at noon, and the sun was fierce, and the nursery was delicate.

From afar, it looks like a brilliant emerald.

Strange to say, it is still the winter solar term here, and the weather is really cold, but those trees are frost-resistant, and the leaves are extremely green, without the slightest sign of decay.

The evil man reached out and grabbed a three-corpse fruit, put it in his mouth and took a bite, and said impatiently: "You useless things, the deity told you to catch that nun, and the woman with iron on her hands and feet, you haven't gotten the two of them to the deity until now, what's the use of catching so many shrimp soldiers and crabs and small miscellaneous fish? Can you play?"

The three corpse fruits were frightened one by one, kneeling on the ground, not daring to say anything, and the three corpse fruits that were eaten by the evil man in one bite were beaming with joy and pride, as if it was his supreme glory to be eaten.

"Go and look for it, the deity allows you to mobilize the thirty-four demons in the nursery, and if you can't find it, you can't think that the deity will eat you. ”

When those three corpse fruits heard this, they immediately rushed away, and the platform protruding from the mountainside instantly became calm.

"It's too early for those fools to catch those two, let's play a little game to pass the time. ”

The evil man suddenly smiled and said.

Zheng Xian's pupils shrank suddenly, and he glanced at the monk and Taoist priest who were in great pain, and the appearance of the two of them at this time was the result of this yin and evil man's game.

The silver ghost didn't know what to do, and his eyes were full of doubts, but looking at the cold smile on the face of the evil man, he also knew a little about it, this game was definitely not fun.

The yin evil man glanced at Zheng Xian and the silver ghost, revealing a trace of disdain and said: "It's a pity, you two are lowly mortal bodies, not worthy of being a mount for the deity, everyone is always rushing to die, and there is nothing interesting, so let's change the way, one of the two of you can survive, who lives and who dies?"

Zheng Xian frowned and said, "Can you leave if you are alive?"

The yin evil man nodded as a matter of course and said: "Of course, what kind of identity is the deity, can he lie to you mortals? The deity is the Venerable of the Yin Poison Gate, not a monk who eats people without spitting out bones, nor is he a Taoist priest who cheats the dead and does not pay for his life. ”

"I can't believe his words!, this person has a sinister face, and he doesn't look like an existence that can abide by Ran's promise!" the silver ghost hurriedly shouted behind Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian was still pondering whether his words were true or false, and a sharp blade pierced his heart.

Piercing Zheng Xian's heart was a long knife composed of withered auroras.

This knife went straight to the heart, without the slightest tilt and trembling, in order to cut off Zheng Xian's vitality with one knife, and the attack was extremely ruthless.

"I'm sorry, I have to live!" the silver ghost's somewhat guilty voice sounded in Zheng Xian's ears.

With these words, the withering long knife spun violently, shattering Zheng Xian's heart.

The evil man on the top showed a bored look on his face, he wanted to watch a wonderful game to kill time, but the result was reached in an instant, and it was not interesting at all.

The evil of human nature really cannot stand the test at all.

"I have to survive, abandon all honor, bear the notoriety of my life, I must also live, when my son grows up to eighteen years old, I will commit suicide and apologize! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" After all, Zheng Xian just saved the silver ghost not long ago, and the silver ghost is even hard-hearted, and he also feels guilty at this time!

Listening to such a trembling and guilty voice, Zheng Xian's face was sad and joyless.

With a pop, a sharp blade made of withering auroras pierced the silver ghost's chest.

The blade first pierced Zheng Xian's own stomach, pierced through Zheng Xian's body, and then stabbed into the silver ghost's chest.

At this time, Zheng Xian and the silver ghost were like sugar gourds together.

The silver ghost looked incredulous, he couldn't understand it at all, his knife pierced Zheng Xian's heart, and then twisted the blade, shattering Zheng Xian's heart.

Even if Zheng Xian didn't die immediately, he still had a little strength, and it was impossible for this strength to penetrate the armor, let alone penetrate the armor at once, and stab the sword into his chest.

The yin man's originally boring face suddenly glowed, and he seemed to see a very interesting performance, although the time was short, but the excitement was not inferior to the two fighting for more than ten minutes.

In fact, how much fun can a battle between two mortals be for a yin man?

What the evil man likes is this kind of shocking power that bursts out of human nature.

Brothers cannibalism, father and son cannibalism, couples cannibalism, that's what's interesting, and then there's this kind of change with a huge twist.

Feeling that the withered sword inserted into his stomach was spinning and stirring, the silver ghost hurriedly pushed Zheng Xian hard, pushing Zheng Xian's body away.

The silver ghost was just a sword in the stomach, and he was able to survive it with the vitality fluid on his body, but in the silver ghost's heart, Zheng Xian would die, because Zheng Xian, who was pierced and had his heart broken, was too late to repair it even if he had vitality liquid.

In the silver ghost's heart, Zheng Xian's stomach should have been splashed with blood at this time.

However, the silver ghost staggered and pushed Zheng Xian away a few steps, Zheng Xian turned around calmly, pulled out the withering light sword from his stomach, stepped in front of the silver ghost, and cut off the silver ghost's head in a shocked and disbelieving gaze.

When the silver ghost's head was flying in the air, he was still thinking about how Zheng Xian could achieve this level, how could he still have such a strong explosive power and combat power?

Then none of this mattered, and there were only two words left in the silver ghost's mind - son......

All the struggles, all the abandonment of all the honors, in the end it was still this result.

The evil man's face showed a look of surprise, and his heart was full of appreciation.

The wounds on Zheng Xian's chest and heart were healing rapidly.

Zheng Xian didn't even look at the corpse of the silver ghost splattering blood, didn't say a word, turned around and left.

The evil man sneered, "Do you want to leave?"

Zheng Xian turned his head: "You regretted it?"

The yin evil man urged the monks who sat down, and slowly walked forward: "It is mortals who are allowed to leave by the deity, not immortal cultivators. There is a well-known saying in the world of cultivating immortals, don't ask your enemies to come to the door after a hundred years. ”

"Mortals don't live for a hundred years, and a hundred years is not a problem for an immortal cultivator. God knows that after a hundred years, which of you and I will be higher or lower?"

"Mortals are like ants, if they are released, they will be released, if they are immortal cultivators, the deity will not let go. In addition, the deity is very curious about your ability to hide your cultivation, and after a while, I will dig out your brain and study it carefully. ”

Zheng Xian sighed slightly, and the result was still like this in the end, although Zheng Xian didn't believe in such a thing as promise from the beginning.

Layers of turquoise mist suddenly rose from the rocks under Zheng Xian's feet.

Zheng Xian had seen these mists, and once sealed all the holes and pores of the monk's angry eyes, so that the soul could not be detached from the physical body, and it was very evil and could not be contaminated.

Zheng Xian had already taken precautions against these fogs, and his body bounced up violently, jumping out of the cliff behind him.

The evil man sneered and said, "Come back!"

Saying that, the yin evil man stretched out his hand and grabbed Zheng Xian in the void, and an irresistible force tore Zheng Xian through the air and pulled him back violently.

Zheng Xian's figure regressed rapidly.

Zheng Xian turned around in the air, as if he didn't care about being pulled by him, and was approaching the strongest and most dangerous evil man Zheng Xian had encountered in his life.

Immediately after, the six Dead Stones on Zheng Xian's body ejected out almost at the same time, and under the power of the Yin Evil Man's receiving, plus the Dead Stone's own catapult power, they quickly flew towards the Yin Evil Man.

The Withered Stone was only discovered by mortals after the two worlds of immortals and mortals were separated, so the Yin and Evil Man's cognition of the Withered Stone was basically zero, but he could feel the power fluctuations contained in the Withered Stone and the power of vitality that were the natural enemies of each other.

It was the yin and evil man who raised his other hand, stretched out his hand, and wanted to distribute the stone of destruction from the power of receiving.

However, at this moment, the Extinction Stone suddenly bloomed with a swift thousand rays of light, and in an instant, the Aurora Aurora spread all over the entire stone platform, as if it had rained heavily.