What? If you kill something with a sword, there is no proof of death? It is impossible for the Infinite Sword Saint to know?

Big brother, this is a magical world that even has permanent transformation techniques, such as death without proof, and this is the case with the kind of civilian boys who have no background, for the Infinite Sword Saint, who is at the highest end of the Holy Wind Continent, he has a way to find out what happened. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Besides, who doesn't know that the first astrologer of the Holy Wind Continent, Pier Wudi, the Eye of the Starry Sky, is a pair of good friends who have been flirting with the Infinite Sword Saint for more than 10,000 years!

Under the eyes of the old blind man Pier Wudi, who has the inheritance of "blind starry eyes", who has known 5,500 years above and 5,500 years below, and knows everything in the sky and on the earth, what does he not know?

At that time, people came to say, "The stars tell me...... "I can't run away from one of them, and I have to wait for death!"

"No, as soon as I get out of this ruin, I have to run as soon as possible, run far away, or I'm afraid I'll die!" Kendi Garnett's expression changed, with their attitude towards themselves now, once they fell into their hands, it would be difficult for them to die. After all, in their opinion, it is they who have ruined their good deeds and cut off their financial routes.

"Let's go to the territory of the werewolf clan!" In fact, for so many years, my mother has always asked someone to bring a letter to move to the territory of the werewolf clan to live with her.

I heard that my mother's status in the werewolf clan has begun to rise and rise over the years, and with the public support of my grandfather Florence da Vinci, she is almost the first candidate for the high priest of the werewolf clan.

In fact, if Kendi was still a weak and powerful person in nature, if he valued power, he would have obeyed his mother's call to return to the werewolf clan a long time ago.

Compared to the "Werewolf Clan", one of the main battle races of the orc race, the "Evil Wolf Legion", a mere SS-level mercenary team, is completely a small ant.

If his ambition is enough, as long as he returns to the werewolf clan, then with the support of his grandfather and mother, he has every chance to get involved in the lofty position of the high priest of the werewolf clan.

As long as he is willing to return to the werewolf clan, and even if he becomes the lord of the werewolf clan, it is not impossible for the werewolf clan patriarch to be the leader.

His own uncle, Owen Garnett, the current werewolf chief, had been cursed by a strange curse in his early years, and he still has only one daughter. He was very troubled about the heir, and he kept asking his father to send him to the werewolf clan for good training.

Well, I never mentioned a word about that bastard uncle, just kidding, how could one of the most powerful people in the entire orc clan be allowed to be a mongrel who was neither an orc nor a vampire? That was an insult to the wolf god and to the great ancestor! Only my father regarded that bastard as a treasure.

However, because he Kendi Garnett was unwilling to leave the "Wolf Corps" in such a disgraceful manner, he handed over the foundation laid by his father to a mongrel, even if that person was nominally his own brother.

No, even if I get my hands on it, I'll disband it immediately, and I can't hand it over to this bastard who can only pretend.

So even if he is not happy at all in life, even if he is not treated well by his father Kevin Garnett, even if he is excluded and ******** a little bit in the "Wolf Corps", even if Kendi Garnett's personality is distorted by life, and his soul is perverted, he has never thought of leaving the Wolf Corps and going to the territory of the werewolf clan.

It's just that I can't go now.

Kendi is now called a regret!

If I hadn't known that Mary Sue Karaman's idea, I wouldn't have stepped on the starlight sword dancer who seemed to be beautiful and looked like a fairy, but in fact his methods were as fierce as a ghost, and I wouldn't have seen that Kael'thas Sunchaser who looked like a weak chicken and a rookie and was good at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, let alone falling into this dilemma, and the whole team fell apart!

Damn it! Years of hard work, years of hard work! Years of hard work are now ruined, and a large number of subordinates have since become enemies, is there anything worse than me?

"But how long has it been since I've seen my mother? Fifty years, sixty years, or more?" thought Kendi Garnett, "it's time to let go, it's ridiculous to think about it, what have I been doing all these years for a position that doesn't belong to me? I still think I'm sorry!, but I don't know that it's this behavior that keeps me getting farther and farther away from that desired position!"

For so many years, when he was with these so-called brothers, no matter how absurd his behavior was, he could always interpret them as brotherly righteousness from a strange perspective, which boiled down to the informality of those who do great things.

It wasn't until these days, when he was excluded and isolated by his brothers in his former eyes, that he really calmed down, and for the first time felt the ridiculousness of his previous behavior.

It was only then that he had the opportunity to re-examine his past life, and only then did he realize how ridiculous everything he had done.

"It's time to leave! I'll leave for the werewolf territory when I'm out of the ruins, and with the help of my grandfather and mother, I'll have a chance to start over, and then I'll have to do something to make that man admit that I, Kendi Garnett, is his best son!"

It's just that at this time, he suddenly felt a strange itch in his throat, and he couldn't help but want to cough.

Covering his mouth, he coughed lightly, and suddenly felt a sticky feeling in his palm, and turned his palm to look.

What a big blood-red piece, blood!

Then it was salty, astringent, fishy, and burned in the throat, a very disgusting feeling.

Kendi kept making swallowing movements, trying to swallow the fishy astringency in his mouth, but he couldn't swallow it all, especially when the blood was half-coagulated into a blood line, extending from the throat to the mouth, and then flowing out little by little, covering it with his hands, he couldn't cover it!

Blood! It's all blood!

Bright red blood flowed down from the corners of his mouth like water, dropping down to the ground, quickly absorbed by the dirt.

I wanted to shout, but I found that I couldn't make a little sound in my throat.

I wanted to move, but I found that even a simple move of a finger was a luxury for Kendi Garnett at this time, and even more so.

It hurts, it hurts! It was as if something was biting his heart, and it wasn't swallowed all at once, just a little bit, grinding with his teeth. Soon after, the pain found on the surface of his body and on his bones.