Rumble!

I saw that the flame of the half-smoke increased sharply, like a mad poisonous snake, and like a snake and ghost with a red flame on its back, flying wildly at a shocking speed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The pitch-black poisonous fire quickly buried the respiratory tract of the two, and the scorching flames covered their faces, only to see that the flames swallowed the entire carriage in an instant.

Suddenly, at the moment of life and death, in the heart-burning wind and poisonous fire, Lin Sheng was short of breath and was already speechless.

His throat burned, his eyebrows and beard burned, and his body and skin began to make a "sizzle" sound in the rapidly rising temperature.

The sulfuric pain, pecking at every inch of his flesh, he couldn't scream at all.

He only felt that the car was falling rapidly after the violent impact, and the poisonous fire had already burned into his pupils!

Lin Sheng's eyes darkened. At this moment, he felt that he was going to die, and he subconsciously hugged the petite woman beside him, Lan Lin, I'm sorry, he thought.

is helpless for himself, and both of them are going to die here at this moment.

This poor young man has already experienced too many ups and downs in a few days, why is it always ill-fated and unexpected.

Why does God treat himself so well, now, is all this really going to end? Lin Sheng thought.

Little third chord!?You come out for me?As I said on the forum last time, am I not the protagonist?

Thinking like this, Lin Sheng secretly felt that an even hotter power was reviving in his right hand—it was naturally the holy light emitted by the string of obsidian.

It was a scorching heat and a black poisonous fire that were two completely different spells, two kinds of witchcraft fighting in Lin Sheng's body!

It's like tens of thousands of ants eating Lin Sheng's atrium, heart, and heart wall.

Rumble!

The weak taxi frame, under the strange high temperature and the magical power of the holy relics, could no longer support the desperate battle of the two miraculous forces, and completely exploded in the air before it fell......

The sound of a loud explosion resounded throughout the coast.

When Lin Sheng fell into the sea from the sky, he was extremely surprised to find that he was not dead, and the clothes on his body only had tiny holes that could not be discerned by the naked eye, as if they were just scars left by inadvertently burned by cigarette butts.

In the process of falling, he found that before he died, he subconsciously hugged and protected something: his beloved, the most wonderful creation of God in his eyes, the creation that could give him infinite desires, the lovely woman, the beautiful little yellow warbler—at this moment, there was no trace of it, and all that was left was a wisp of embers and bone chips on Lin Sheng's hands.

Dr. Weimei's purse, the one that holds the Witch's Mallet, is still intact under his armpit, like a silent ghost.

At this moment, Lin Sheng's heart was completely dead.

He didn't understand why he was still alive at this moment, and what reason he had to live. Is this kind of inertia of life to sustain life really coming?

Five minutes ago, someone had already died for "Lan Lin", but now Lan Lin has really turned into a wisp of smoke here, and has become the little broken incense and zero jade in his hand.

At that moment, Lin Sheng asked himself, what is the meaning of his own life? His mother died, his father was an indifferent and unqualified widower, and now even Lan Lin was burying incense in this dispute.

Lin Sheng, what did he do wrong?

Lin Sheng didn't even doubt it at all, even if he died here, he believed that two days later, there would naturally be someone to replace him, he still didn't understand the true meaning behind this whole thing, why there were always people who came to trick him three times and twice and murdered him. He felt that he was always in his bones at all times, being played with by others like a chess piece. Who is this behind-the-scenes manipulator, a kind of self-defeating hatred has been recognized by a wolf spider lying on his heart.

When Lin Sheng came out of the cold sea dejectedly, the April sun was watching for the poor man without any warmth, and when he walked towards the shore in the filthy water, he found that there seemed to be a burning gaze staring at him.

He looked up and found a man standing on the reef in front of him, thin and with a contemptuous smile on his face, looking at Lin Sheng coldly.

This kind of laughter is an unforgivable ridicule in Lin Sheng's eyes at this moment, and he must pay for it.

Shuichi Miyazaki!

"Shuichi, is that you?" When Lin Sheng first saw Shuichi Miyazaki, he thought it was another trick by Lan Lin, but he soon realized that it was impossible. Shuichi Miyazaki was dressed in plain white medieval robes, and there was not a single trace of dirt or blemishes on his body, let alone wounds.

"Oh, it seems, is our Lin Gongzi very sad?" Miyazaki Hayao showed a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, "I've been waiting for you here for a long time, could it be that our Lin Gongzi still wants to play a love show in front of me, Gaqua Gacha!" He laughed wildly arrogantly.

"Are you sick too?" Lin Sheng asked by suppressing the rising arrogance in his heart, but his right hand became tighter and tighter, making a terrifying sound of gurgling bones.

"Sick? wahahaha...... What kind of bullshit is Bayatex syndrome that you're talking about? Idiot, it's not a disease at all! It's just the witch god's choice of ordinary people. Obviously, the witch god chose me, chose you, and chose the seductive little concubine, but I am the final choice of the witch god. And you, Lin Sheng, and the slut you like are just a chess piece in his hand!"

After saying that, Shuichi Miyazaki laughed insolently again.

Lin Sheng couldn't hold back his anger at all, and he was furious.

And the obsidian on his right hand was emitting a faint light.

"Yo, I can't see it, Master Lin has learned to be angry, you forgot how you treated me before, you don't think I'm poor, and you make friends with me ...... fake benevolence."

"Suffer death, Shuichi Miyazaki!" Lin Sheng shouted, the wind under his feet was like the shadow of thunder, the sharp claws in his hands had grown like plants, and his teeth had become his sharpest murder weapon.

Even if Lin Sheng's thunderous momentum, lightning-like attack, and deadly moves, but in the end, Miyazaki Shuichi was really not an idle person, I saw him take out a dead wood staff from his waist, and with a spell, the whole person rose into the air.

The lightness was not inferior to Lin Sheng, walking leisurely in the air, turning Lin Sheng's offensive into nothing.

But the mouth is not idle at all.

"Lin Sheng, I have to tell you that Uncle Ben didn't come here today to kill you, and I didn't kill that little slut. It was the Witch God who asked me to come here and wait, as for the woman who died, it was just an innocuous chess piece, the Witch God wanted her to die, and if she wanted her to live, why was she so sad......"

"Shut your dog's mouth. ”

Lin Sheng retreated away from Miyazaki Shu's arrows, took a few steps behind him, secretly gathered his strength, and jumped up again.

This cohesion made Lin Sheng's speed even faster, and he was already galloping, like lightning, but despite this, he could still see the clues with the naked eye.

But after this gathering, Lin Sheng's speed leaped from the original first order to the second order, and his offensive instantly turned invisible, like chasing the wind, like catching a shadow.

After several evasions, Shuichi Miyazaki made a mistake for a while.

With a "stab", he was scratched in the chest, and his plain white robe was dyed scarlet.

"Lin Sheng, stop, Lord Wushen asked me to come to you today, do you want the two of us to join forces to open the void spirit gap and see the cave behind me......"

Lin Sheng's heart at this moment only has the arrogance of hatred, how can he listen to the nonsense of the dog thief in front of him.

Before Miyazaki Shu finished speaking, Lin Sheng attacked again, and this blow Lin Sheng secretly gathered all his strength, which was the final blow of the surprise attack. The target is accurate, and it stabs straight to the heart of Shuichi Miyazaki.

The dark shadow made Miyazaki feel palpitations, and his right eye foresaw his death in a few minutes from the premonition power given to him by the witch god.

Suddenly, he raised the deadwood staff in a panic, drew a false spell in the air, and shouted at the same time:

“fiekorada.”

In the blink of an eye, countless white bones appeared in front of Miyazaki Shuichi, forming a bone wall, which simply resisted Lin Sheng's surprise attack thousands of miles away.

The oncoming Witch Bone Shield collided with Lin Sheng.

Lin Sheng had exhausted all his strength and spared no effort, preparing to kill Miyazaki Shuichi one by one, and his movement speed had even reached the third order at that time.

It's just that Lin Sheng couldn't imagine that his hair little Miyazaki Shuichi, his witchcraft was so powerful, and under the impact of that wall, Lin Sheng's body was hit hard.

"How is that possible...... Hmm......" After finishing speaking, Lin Sheng felt an itch in his throat, and he actually spit out a mouthful of sweet blood.

"I'm different from Shuichi Miyazaki before, I'm a three-door wizard now. Look at yourself, a barbarian who looks like a dog, haha, you want to kill me with your brute strength......?

Lin Sheng wanted to get up and continue to fight, but his body was completely numb, and he couldn't even lift a finger, and the obsidian light in his right hand completely dissipated at this moment, turning into a bleak ordinary thing.

"You ......" Lin Sheng was in a hurry, and spit out a mouthful of blood at the moment.

"Lin Sheng, since you are stubborn, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless, I'll go alone in the void spirit, quack......"

At that moment, Miyazaki Shuichi took a few steps back, as if he wanted to use some kind of witchcraft to solve Lin Sheng.

Lin Sheng was already weak, his body was as weak as soft mud, and he simply closed his shriveled eyes, because he felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, or that death was his real relief, he thought.

Lin Sheng never thought that the process of waiting for death would be so peaceful.

After Miyazaki Shuichi took a few steps back, he suddenly laughed dryly, he seemed to think of something, but he slowly put away his deadwood staff, spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, and walked towards Lin Sheng again.

"Hey...... Lin Sheng, I still can't bear you, my brother, but I'm sure you'll like this. ”

Shuichi Miyazaki crouched down next to the dying cat-faced man lying on the ground, with a blasphemous expression on his face.

Then he kissed Lin Sheng's cheek very contrivedly, and in Lin Sheng's left ear, he said an extremely small "I love you, Lin Sheng".

This pervert used Lan Lin's voice.