Chapter 100: The Man Who Can't Be Killed

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In fact, the owner of the flower family is also gambling. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info bet on the same thing about Xia He, the same bet on life, and even the gambling game started a long time ago.

When the humble fish appeared, a bet began, and the bet was a living life, the belonging of life.

The owner of the Hua family is not a gambler with excellent gambling products, he will only bet on the games that he is sure to win, and he will only bet on what others have.

Therefore, the situation that seemed to be very thrilling before the master of the Hua family was not a gamble, but a situation, and he understood the problems hidden under the situation that seemed to be very vague, but were actually extremely simple human choices.

This is a very simple thing, the simplicity lies in the people, although Xia He is a genius, a genius who does not follow the usual path, but he is still a young man, a young man who has not seen real death and killing, this is the same as other young people, for those things that are in the dark that are full of rotten taste, they do not like it.

But it's also because I don't like it, so I won't get close, because I don't get close, so I won't understand it clearly, which is also the so-called experience.

The cold but practical rules and laws of life.

In the future, the young master of the Hua family lying on the ground may be like his father, and at that time, he may regret why he rushed out to fight a battle with that true genius without any chance of winning.

Maybe in the future, after that true genius understands those laws and laws that he himself does not want to understand, he will not be the forever sunny and confident teenager.

Decay and sunlight are always incompatible.

Maturity and youth are also always incompatible.

Therefore, it is also incompatible with the owner of the flower family, which represents decay and maturity, and Xia He, who represents sunshine and youth.

The owner of the Hua family looked at Xia He in front of him, and had a bad feeling, that is, seeing that the extremely precious things he once owned and later lost fell on others, mixed with jealousy, greed, and ridicule.

It's just that the bad feeling is just a feeling, you can't see it or touch it, just like the bet that the owner of the flower family really put down the bet, and if you don't say a little and a half to the other side of the bet, you won't be known.

It is not until the moment the game actually begins, that is, the moment the answer to the bet is revealed, that no one will know that it is a gamble.

Before that, the daughter of the Hua family could only watch slowly, think about it, and wait calmly.

The owner of the flower family is waiting for the end of his bet.

Xia He was thinking about whether the tempting promise in the words of the master of the Hua family was true.

Because he was thinking very seriously, the gray brilliance that circulated in his hand and extended to his back dimmed a little.

At the same time, Xia He also turned his back, as if he had the intention of peaceful coexistence.

But the owner of the flower family never thought like that.

The wind blew a burst of floral fragrance, diluting the smell of blood flowing from the young master of the Hua family. It also washed away the already dull gray mist on Xia He's body.

Underneath the mist is Xia He's body, or ghost body.

The owner of the flower house walked very slowly, much slower than the wind mixed with the fragrance of flowers.

But the gust of wind blows quickly, the fragrance of flowers in the wind, and the scattered petals are blown faster by the wind, I don't know if the petals blown by the wind are walking, or the petals are leading the wind with the fragrance of flowers to wave?

This is a problem that only sour rot literati will pay attention to.

There were no sour literati on the high platform, only Yin Huai, who had been watching the movements of the master of the Hua family, and the figure where the master of the Hua family was walking.

Last night, the fragrance of flowers hit people, and today the petals hit people.

Yin Huai watched the owner of the flower family walk towards the defenseless Xia He, and wanted to say something, but suddenly there were more flowers in front of him, all kinds of flowers, the flowers were very beautiful, beautiful.

There was no one in the gaps of those flowers, no one could be seen, only flowers.

Those flowers came very suddenly, and they went even faster.

However, the flower is gone, and the owner of the flower family has also walked behind Xia He.

The owner of the Hua family still looked calm, but he raised his hand, wanting to say hello to Xia He, who didn't look at him.

It's like reaching out to pat a little dust on Xia He's shoulder, and it seems that it's just to call Xia He and seriously discuss with him about not disturbing each other.

But those are just like.

Like what has always been represented is not.

The owner of the flower family did not have a flower in his hand, but it was like a small flower.

There were no flowers in his hands, but some petals had already landed on Xia He's shoulders, back, and more secret places.

Wave!

There was a clear sound, and the sound was really small, even less than the sound of flower petals falling to the ground.

Even the owner of those petals didn't hear it, only Xia He heard the clear sound.

for the sound came from him.

To be precise, the fragments of the petals came into contact with the barely visible gray mist on his body.

The gray mist on Xia He's body was very thin and light, and it was almost impossible to see clearly.

The petals brought by the owner of the flower family are very small, but they are very conspicuous, especially when they are placed in the middle of those gray mist, which is even more abrupt.

Scattered petals are dotted in the gray mist, and the picture of beauty and weirdness is somewhat beautiful.

It's just that neither Xia He nor the owner of the Hua family took a closer look at the somewhat weird and good-looking picture.

They were all looking at each other.

But not just looking at each other.

Xia He's body was once again filled with a thick, almost black mist, which suddenly crushed those already scattered petals into more fragments, completely disappearing into the mist.

The master of the Hua family did not succeed in one blow, but he did not give up. His calm expression remained the same, but the movements of his hands changed several times.

Flower fingers, flower picking fingers, flying flower fingers.

Each one has a rich floral scent, and each finger splatters a lot of scattered petals.

The petals are thrown out.

Like moths to a fire, they fell on the gray mist on Xia He's body one after another.

呲呲次。

When a layer of oil is poured over the fire, a water-stained fish is placed in the pot, and it will make such a sound.

This time it was loud.

Everyone on the high platform could hear it, and they all heard it clearly.

But the owner of the flower family blended into the flower rain, and Xia He melted into a gray mist.

The other two people on the high platform couldn't see and couldn't see clearly.

Even so, the light on both sides, as well as the splashing petals and the gray mist that was crushed by the petals, still told the tension of the situation over there.

After a while, the battle between the flower and the fog continued.

Just a fluttering word from the gray mist. Confident and determined.

"You can't kill me. ”

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Eh, it's also a small year, today is the north, tomorrow is the south, I wish you all a happy new year, and, good luck to you, I'm writing, write slowly, write seriously.