Chapter 634

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Lu Xiaofeng laughed and strode to Lu Xiaofeng's side, "Lu Xiaofeng said, you guys look down on us too much." Are you really going to use a clay puppet against us, knowing that he is no match for us at all!"

"We certainly don't take the enemy lightly. The Dark Messenger also laughed, laughing so evilly, "We never underestimate our enemies, because we will deal with every righteous path author with the greatest cruelty until the opponent's body is all turned into powder......

Feng Lingtian slowly walked over from behind, raised his head and looked at the righteous path author in front of him, and looked at the place where the dark lychee fell off the cliff behind him.

I can't see Lu Xiaofeng anymore, he thought, I can't restore Lu Xiaofeng's life anymore, everything is gone from Lu Xiaofeng, Lu Xiaofeng is a lonely person all the time, as the embodiment of hatred, everything is over, what's the point of living?

Yes, the second uncle created Lu Xiaofeng's current body, found the cow in the old sacrificial silkworm cocoon, and extradited Lu Xiaofeng's soul back, and the second uncle gave Lu Xiaofeng a new longevity, so that Lu Xiaofeng can live until now. However, Lu Xiaofeng was not happy.

Because Lu Xiaofeng can't always integrate into this world and society......

The Dark Lychee is now shattered, even if the second uncle makes another clay puppet like Lu Xiaofeng, then who will bring Lu Xiaofeng's soul back? The cow in the sacrificial silkworm cocoon is already dead, and it is impossible for the Dark Lychee to be resurrected.

The death of the cow in the silkworm cocoon was entirely because of Lu Xiaofeng's suspicion, this old sacrifice was actually harmless, but he was a threat to Lu Xiaofeng, if he didn't die, then knowing that Lu Xiaofeng was a clay puppet The secret will always hang above everyone's heads.

Can't let people who know Lu Xiaofeng's identity live! Feng Ling Tianxia thinks that as a clay puppet, he will be rejected and ridiculed by others.

He walked slowly to the front, looking at a few people.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't beat them, but Lu Xiaofeng had Lu Xiaofeng's clay puppet army, but Lu Xiaofeng didn't understand why Lu Xiaofeng wanted to fight them, they weren't wrong.

The few people in front of them already knew that Lu Xiaofeng was a clay puppet, but they did not discriminate against Lu Xiaofeng.

These thoughts of his were apparently sensed by the Dark Emissary who had bought his soul. The two evil people immediately spoke: "The wind is dominating the world, don't think about it anymore, let out the hatred in your heart, your strength is enough for you to realize any dream."

In this world, as long as you have literary ability, there is nothing you can't do.

Your second uncle can find the cow in the cocoon to extradite your soul, then you will definitely find another sacrifice to get the soul of Dark Lychee back. Then you can be together, too!"

Feng Lingtian's eyes lit up, they were right, Lu Xiaofeng still had a chance!

The sacrifice that will extradite the soul, there will not be only the cow in the cocoon, there should be other people who will! As long as Lu Xiaofeng defeats these people, the Dark Emissary will definitely have a way to resurrect Lu Xiaofeng's Dark Lychee!

Another Darkbringer saw the moment and said, "Think about it, who killed your Dark Lychee?"

It's these people in front of you, not only them, but also those secular people in Dongfeng Village,

They all know that you are in love with Dark Lychee, but they watched you being insulted and beaten by Xu Biao's people, and none of them stood up to say a fair word for you, where is there any fairness in this world. As long as you have literary ability, you will always have fairness!"

Lu Xiaofeng shouted: "Shut up! People in the world have become evil because of you, and evil does not bring happiness to people!"

As he spoke, he leapt up a few meters, raised his fist, and the ring on his fingers changed from white to orange, and then from orange to red, and a pure fire erupted from between his fingers, and struck at the Dark Emissary.

Section 7 Lu Xiaofeng has every reason to hate these two evil incarnations, his family is because of these two guys in front of him has become fragmented, brothers turn against each other, although this is long in the past, but every time I think about it, Lu Xiaofeng still grits his teeth with hatred.

The flames were about to slash at the Darkbringer, and the two men looked at each other for a moment, and vanished.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when he looked back, he saw that there were some mud puppets climbing up on the mountain path.

He was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked back at the wind and the world. He was closing his eyes, as if he was using his mental power to control the mud puppets that had come from Dongfeng Village.

"Feng Ling Tianxia!" Lu Xiaofeng still had a trace of luck in his heart, "Feng Lingtianxia's brother once gave Lu Xiaofeng a clay puppet, Lu Xiaofeng likes it so much, Lu Xiaofeng doesn't believe that his brother will be a villain......"

Listening to Lu Xiaofeng's words, Feng Ling Tianxia seemed to be touched, he suddenly covered his heart, frowned in pain, conscience and evil fought in his body.

Lu Xiaofeng shouted: "It's the dark messenger who is controlling the evil nature on his shoulder!

Lu Xiaofeng ran up two steps: "Don't, Feng Ling is not a bad guy in the world!"

Brother Lu Xiaofeng, don't kill him, you must know that he and Uncle Ergen used the same life, if Feng Lingtian died, Uncle Ergen would also die, just like Lu Xiaofeng stabbed Feng Lingtian's leg, but it was Uncle Ergen who was injured. ”

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly became a stopper, don't look at Lu Xiaofeng's young age, but he thinks about the problem very comprehensively, what he said is not wrong, although now is indeed a good time, and he can eliminate the wind and the world very smoothly.

But if Feng Ling Tianxia dies, then the longevity in his body will also end, and then, his second uncle, Uncle Ergen, will also die.

"Brother Feng Lingtian, everything will be fine, stop thinking about those evil things......"

Before Lu Xiaofeng's words were finished, a white icicle suddenly shot over, and Lu Xiaofeng hurriedly turned around to resist.

The icicle came very quickly, without giving him the slightest chance to resist, and the golden retriever roared around from behind, blocking the icicle with his body.

With a sizzle, the icicle passed through the Golden Retriever's body, and there was a feeling that the blood on the shoulder was frozen in an instant, and a huge pain began to spread.

Then, a powerful evil spirit rose from the body of the wind and the world. This time, the literary power is so powerful.

Li Mengji looked at each other and said to everyone: "It seems that Lu Xiaofeng thinks well, it must be that after Feng Lingtianxia is resurrected, his heart is full of hatred for Xu Biao, Zhang Heng and others

These hateful powers attracted the attention of the Dark Messenger, who, through persuasion and temptation, betrayed his soul to evil.

Now that Dark Lychee is dead, and there is no chance of resurrection, the hatred in his heart has grown, completely devouring the good thoughts in his heart, and he has become a complete dark author!"

Xiaoxiang Dong'er jumped in front of the wind and the world, dancing Lu Xiaofeng's light hook, light and beautiful, and the fog gradually rose from under Lu Xiaofeng's skirt.

Lu Xiaofeng had already calculated in his heart that he would use the ecstasy dance to confuse Feng Ling in the world, so that he could quickly end the battle without hurting anyone.

But it backfired, and the wind overcame the world before the fog of Xiaoxiang Dong'er blew over.

Know that the other party is not an ordinary human, but a clay puppet, its joints are completely mobile, and it can be bent at will if needed.

Presumably, when Uncle Ergen created this body, he made a full monthly pass, and the materials used were absolutely excellent. These things build a near-perfect body that he can swing and twist at will.

With such a body, of course, it is quick to act. Don't say it's Xiaoxiang Dong'er's fog, it's Lu Xiaofeng's phantom, I'm afraid it won't hit him.

Having escaped the fog of the wind and dominating the world, where will Xiaoxiang Dong'er be given a chance to breathe?

He jumped to his feet, his left hand volleyed into the air, followed by an ice pick with his right palm, and although the palm of his left hand was the first to strike, it came first, while the ice pick in his right hand came first.

The two forces staggered towards Xiaoxiang Dong'er's front door, and it was extremely strange that it could not be described in words.

Li Mengji immediately released the treasure hunting rat and formed a white net in front of Xiaoxiang Dong'er's body, trying to alleviate the literary power of Feng Lingtian.

But how can those bugs resist the powerful and cold Wen power, and wherever the cold air in the wind overhelms the world, treasure hunting rats have fallen one after another, turning into small Xiaoice blocks.

Xiaoxiang Dong'er hurriedly met the battle, using a light hook to face the ice pick that overcame the world.

Unexpectedly, the ice pick suddenly rose upwards and slashed towards Xiaoxiang Dong'er's left shoulder. Xiaoxiang Dong'er hurriedly turned sideways to defend, and at the same time waved a palm to block the left hand that was overwhelming the world.