There was some commotion in the crowd, and there were many discussions in private, probably complaining that he had been woken up by the woman very early, and there were suspicions that the spiritual blood taken out would be unevenly distributed, and the patriarch didn't take it seriously. A figure in a heavy robe quietly crowded to the front of the crowd, a little prominent in this autumn but still very hot season, but no one cared about it.

The moment the pain began to erode his skin, his voice seemed to be heard in his ears, with a wild and uninhibited sense of arrogance: "I will not allow anyone to hurt her, and whoever hurts her, must die." Immediately, a viscous liquid with body temperature splashed on his body and face, and most of the places he saw were dyed scarlet, and the man with a sword in his hand and like a god in the morning light was a thousand deaths!

The cold blood flowed through the stiff heart, as if it was alive again, and it trembled involuntarily, and the sense of pride revived. She wanted to speak, but her upper and lower lips seemed to be glued together, and she looked at him with joy and pride, but she unexpectedly found another figure passing by, and she really couldn't tell it if she didn't look closely-it was Qian Chenmo!

After cleaning up the tens of thousands of people in the audience without hindrance, the two disdained to use magic on ordinary people, although they were a little surprised when they met, they had already guessed it in their hearts, so they tacitly killed each other. About ten minutes later, the thick smell of blood had been slightly rancid in the sun, and the dense layers of corpses were all over, and the two of them walked over expressionlessly, walking towards the high platform from both sides, the blades of the swords in their hands were stained with blood, and even as they walked, they left a curved and hideous line of blood, and the blood dripped down.

She sat on the high platform, stunned by the scene on the surface, and her heart was so excited that she was out of rhythm, watching the two men step by step.

She thought she was safe, and neither of them were either, until a cold blade was placed directly on her fragile neck, and her shoulders were framed from behind.

Qian Death's face immediately darkened, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?" The people who can appear behind them out of thin air when they slaughtered 10,000 people and there were no living creatures or shelters around them, must not be careless.

Qian Chenmo's face was still in the shadow of the robe and cloak, and he couldn't see his expression, but his emotions could be judged from the cold aura within ten meters around him.

Neither of them stopped and continued to approach.

The man covered his face, revealing only a pair of annoying eyes, and laughed twice: "How could I let go of a woman who can make the two princes so nervous? He raised his head again and looked at the two of them, without the slightest hint of timidity, "Who said they were going to kill me just now......?"

In normal times, it wouldn't be a big deal if someone had her throat cut, but now she only has less than 20% of her spiritual blood left, so weak that she is not even as good as an ordinary person, and it would be absolutely fatal to let her blood go again. The two naturally sensed through the ring, knew the situation, and had to stop: this person can do it!

He was under control, and he didn't intend to struggle, he could distinguish the person by listening to the voice, and only said coldly: "The patriarch is still used to using my spiritual blood? It's not a good thing that there are too many things, you may end up like me, and you will be caught and bloodletted." ”

"What about the girl playing with me? Spirit blood can't be taken out of a man's body, otherwise what do you want a spirit girl to do?" the patriarch laughed disapprovingly, and turned his gaze to the two of them again, "Tomorrow at midnight, I hope you can come on time, otherwise this will be the last time you will see this girl." Before the words fell, the patriarch and the squire turned into mist and disappeared.

At midnight, the four of them arrived on time. However, the fourth person also brought ten young adults, and they were very angry.

Completely ignoring them, Thousand Dead Fall asked directly, "What do you want?"

The patriarch lowered his head and asked the servant who was tightly tied up by the rope: "Which one is your favorite?

He glared at him fiercely, turned his head and shouted to the two princes: "Leave me alone, you will disgust me if you agree to any request of this scum! This kind of scumbag is a villain who likes to inch by inch and is forced to be greedy! Don't listen to him! Hmm......" She was covered with something.

The patriarch thought for a while: "Yo, both of them are successful, then I will choose for myself." He looked the two princes up and down, and then pointed to the thousand deaths: "Come here, the little lady has something to say to you alone." ”

After hearing this, he glared at him fiercely. And Qian Fu Fall raised his eyebrows in obvious disbelief, touching the patriarch's suddenly fierce gaze, and walked over with some indifferent attitude.

Why did you choose the third prince? Hehe, this kid looks quite like the imperial power and murderous aura of the current Zero King, and the second prince is weak and has no sense of existence, can a sick and weak person be valued by the Zero King? Even if he is valued, he must not be as good as the third prince. There are three princes here, and you are still afraid of these two boys? With these three princes here, you are still afraid of the zero king of the heavenly realm? Hey, this is out.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the patriarch's dream, Qian Death Fall immediately raised his hand and waved a few wind blades, wanting to kill the patriarch and the people who were killed first, but the other people appeared in front of the patriarch without a trace, and Ying Shi blocked the extremely sharp wind blade, but left a few deep scars on his body, but he didn't bleed much.

He couldn't help but be surprised, and at this time, the patriarch also reacted, and his face was grim: "Don't waste your efforts, although they are not immortal now, if you don't fight with all your strength, it will be difficult to hurt at all." As you can see, what could have been an easy blow to kill people was nothing more than a flesh wound on their bodies. Hurry up and be honest. ”

Qian Death Fall had no other way, and walked to the side of the Death Pendant with an expressionless face, several strong men immediately moved their hands, punching and kicking, and after a while, the Thousand Death Fall was so painful that he had to curl up on the ground, and there seemed to be a trace of blood at the corner of his lips.

In the dark night, although she couldn't see clearly, she could feel it, but she could only cry weakly, her hands clenched into fists, her nails sinking deep into her palms.

This dark night is full of unknown evils.

"Oh, and the second prince. This kind of smile was changed again, but there was obviously a contempt in this smile, "I originally wanted only the two of them, you can go back, or you can stay." ”

A person who is only sick and weak, even if he is a prince, what threat can he have to him? He just asked these two princes to go back to report the news, and with the third prince as a hostage, what does he want is not a matter of words? Even if King Zero is angry and comes to rob people, there are ten people he has carefully cultivated with spiritual blood, and the army under King Zero cannot do anything to him. In short, the future is bright.

Although she was still covered by someone, the constant mumping also showed her attitude, she refused to let Qian Chenmo stay. And Qian Death Fall rubbed the wounds on his body, did not make a sound, his eyes were deep, and he seemed to be as still as water. He believed that Qian Chenmo was not stupid enough to listen to that guy's words. However, even if Qian Chenmo was not as proud as him, although he was seriously injured, it would be no problem to kill a few.

After a long time, I faintly heard Qian Chen's gentle and relaxed voice: "You are too naïve." Since you didn't plan to release him in the first place, why should I be afraid of the so-called threat?

He suddenly stopped, and his vigilance was raised, but nothing happened for a long time. However, he suddenly spoke again, accompanied by a state of blood splattered from the neck: "I, even the weak, is not Qian Chenmo." ”

As soon as the words fell, another person fell to the ground in the same way of death.

The patriarch was shocked, looked at the two hostages behind him, and stammered, "You, you're not...... Divine ...... It couldn't be ......."

"Fight with all your might?" Qian Chen smiled mockingly, raised his head, the gaze under the robe and cloak was still as warm as the clear moonlight lake, but it made people shudder, "Move your fingers, it's enough." Don't believe me, do you want to give it a try?" The arrogance hidden in the hearts of the two is similar. If he becomes arrogant, he will surely die.

"No...... What do you want to do?" the patriarch knew the carelessness, and felt sorry for the two who died, and felt sorry for the wasted spiritual blood in their bodies, so he had to be polite, so as not to waste more. It seems that the second prince has guessed his mind and knows that he will not dare to kill these two hostages. But what if he is in a hurry? The worst thing is that the fish will die and the net will be broken, and they will all die together.

Qian Chenmo was still indifferent, and his heart was calm: "I want to do what you don't want to see." In the middle of the words, the third person screamed and died. Everyone else panicked, if the patriarch wasn't still here, they would have fled for their lives, so they looked at the group leader one by one.

The patriarch could no longer hold his breath and ordered three of them: "Let me go and kill him, and the others will follow me." "That's obviously the rhythm of going to death, and besides, they died three in a row, and they didn't know the bottom of their hearts, so they simply wanted to catch the patriarch and abandon the darkness and turn to the light. But how could the strength of the patriarch now be matched by them? With a wave of his hand, the three traitors who did not obey the order left their bodies, but unfortunately the patriarch grabbed the two hostages and tried to flee again.

Qian Chenmo just swung a cold wind blade at this time, and cut off one of the patriarch's hands, and the patriarch's movements naturally slowed down a little, leaving only the stumbling that he was holding with his left hand.

Without enough time to condense another wind blade with enough power, Qian Chenmo could only watch as the patriarch, the scumbag, and the two thugs disappeared in front of him.

"Qian Chenmo, you continue to pretend!" Qian Chen's voice came with complex emotions, waking up the stunned person.

Qian Chenmo didn't care about the question of the title, and naturally looked at him standing up with a slightly painful expression, before he said, "I'm fine, it's the limit to solve the three of them." These two, you look at it. It turned out that the patriarch had left two thugs behind in a hurry, but they were all trembling at this time, not only because of the cold of the autumn night but also because of fear.

Qian Death Pendant raised his eyebrows and glanced at them, and they immediately knelt down in fright: "King, Your Royal Highness the Prince, spare your life! If Your Highness doesn't believe in the villain, the villain can take you to the patriarch's hideout, and the villain will stay there for the past few days, and it will never be wrong!"

Except for some bruises at the corners of his mouth, Qian Death Fall didn't seem to have anything to do, so his own non-angry and powerful momentum completely suppressed the two thugs. He said in a very casual tone: "If it is a deception, do you know how to write the word 'death'? With that, he left on his own.

The two of them wished for this, and they also flew away without a trace.

Finally let go of his nervousness and vigilance, Qian Chenmo couldn't control it, his body shook suddenly, he couldn't suppress the scarlet sweetness, and a mouthful of blood spit out unexpectedly, dyed his thin lips red, but he still couldn't hide the sickly pale face of death.

Now, he really didn't use all his strength, but it's about the same, this long-ailmented physique...... However, we should also be grateful to him for not revealing his lies.