Chapter 211: Official Seal

The purple-robed arms were spread out and rushed forward with the momentum of a butterfly.

The mouth was turbulent, and the voice was forced to shake the four fields.

Which question during the period was not a bone-breaking pain in the Spring and Autumn Period.

Whether it's good to be a human being or a dog.

Standing in front of people is dirty or behind the dark dirty.

Talk and laugh freely in front of you, but behind you is vicious.

What kind of person are you? What type is it?

One after another, one after another, one after another.

Move forward step by step, and face death without the slightest hesitation.

The tattered purple robe rolled, and the clothes that had lost their spiritual power shook.

The original formation had long since disappeared into the void, and the roe deer with spirituality had also turned into a useless, unpretentious object.

He is now unable to fight anymore, but his momentum seems to be the best in the world.

I don't know how far I traveled and how long I shouted.

I don't know when I stopped, and I don't know when I fell.

Looking at the darkness on his chest, at the blurred smile in the dark.

Look at the short blade in his hand again, and look down at the hot blood on his chest.

His whole body was limp, but he didn't fall.

The shadow didn't force him down, but gently held him up.

The black shadow didn't speak, just met the purple-robed eyes.

There was no word for each other, and the two had never met each other.

But the forces behind the two have been relatively thousand years.

So the two met, but what they saw today became like old friends for many days.

One held on to the other, and the other struggled to tighten its knees.

The color of his chest has changed to a bright red.

The purple robe did not bow his head, nor did he care.

Instead, he pushed the black shadow's hand away little by little.

The shadow showed some respect and took a few steps back.

The purple robe waved his hand and let the black shadow leave.

The black shadow did not hesitate and turned away.

As a dead soldier of the Ghost God Alliance, as a top-level combat ghost god, he believes in his opponent the most.

His body slowly sank into the earth, and then disappeared.

The purple robe didn't bother with the black shadow anymore, he knew that he was running out of time.

Everything that needs to be done after that must be useful.

The soul is no longer important, and the death of the body is also certain.

The most important thing is that one's own industry cannot be lost again and again, and perhaps only using a person's life as a proof of iron and blood is the best guarantee.

His mind was numb, and he didn't think about the rest.

He just stood there stiff, desperate.

As the blood on his chest flowed more and more, the ground gathered into a puddle.

The purple robe didn't dare to bend down, but slowly sat down in a sea of blood.

Then he raised his right arm.

The little boy in the distance stood there, his lips moved slightly, he opened his mouth a few times, and he didn't say a complete word.

In the end, he hesitated for a long time, and his body bent slightly.

It's not a deference to the opponent anymore, it's already higher than that.

This is a worship of Zhongyi, a worship of the leader of the Doomsday Society.

There are many people who are confident that the Ghost and God Alliance really wants to find the dead, but there are definitely not many such as Zipao.

The more powerful people are, the more valuable they are, and the more afraid they are of death.

If a person like Zi Pao, who is already at the peak, can die calmly, it is not an ordinary strength.

Therefore, this worship is worthy of worship and worthiness.

Although the eyes of the purple robe were not visible, it was as if there were two eyes behind it.

When Qian Bohang bent down slightly, the purple robe nodded quietly.

Then the right arm raised high smashed down.

The instant explosion of the spiritual veins, and the moment the palm touched the skull, all of them were a heart-pounding challenge.

With a crisp snap, the palm of the hand slowly slid to the ground.

Then the purple robe's body seemed to be thrown into an invisible oil pot, and began to refine rapidly.

Both the bone and the skin are constantly shattered, and then seep into the ground.

But half a cup of tea, leaving only a layer of traces of the battle in place.

Looking at the sky in the distance, the spring and autumn period made him worry for a long time, and he was hesitant, and his uneasy vitality completely disappeared at this moment.

This proves the fact that the old friend who often gambled with him and made himself lose money several times will never see him again.

He held the ground with one hand, like an old man who had long since grown old, and slowly stood up from the ground.

It was as if the question was still in my ears.

Spring and Autumn looked at the sky and looked at the clouds in the sky.

Just looked at it in a daze, and there was a moment of disbelief.

He ignored the footsteps behind him, and it wasn't until the man was within two meters of him that he instinctively reacted.

However, Chunqiu didn't move, still maintained that posture, and there was a question in his ears.

"You haven't fallen yet, shouldn't you be happy that he's gone?"

Chunqiu shook his head and pointed to the sky with a trembling hand.

"Maybe I've been dealing with a madman from start to finish."

Chunqiu's voice fell, and the partner next to him looked at the sky curiously.

It was still slightly less obvious when I looked at it in the spring and autumn, but now it is not.

In Qian Bohang's sight.

The white clouds that had originally been in the sky were now covered with a familiar purple for no reason, and there were a few red beads in between.

Ziyi was spreading rapidly, and it was originally above the sky just now, but now it was far away.

Neither of them is stupid, or they would not have been able to sit in this position.

But they don't think they're smart, or they wouldn't be in this position.

Seeing that there was an emergency, the two looked at each other.

Chunqiu shook his head first.

"If a person is not even afraid of life and death, it is impossible for him to be afraid of anything."

The young man next to him wrinkled his good-looking face, and immediately stretched out again.

"That's true, but I wonder if the original plan will be carried out."

Spring and Autumn were like a stalk in her throat, and Ganya opened her mouth twice before saying silently.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the opponent's gift has been exhausted, and there is no need to show mercy, just act according to the opportunity."

"What about the reverse path?"

The young man with a good skin beside him found the key to the problem and asked immediately.

Spring and Autumn clenched his fists, a little unwilling.

"The reverse path naturally has to be dealt with, this hope cannot be kept, but not now."

The two looked at each other and laughed for a while.

It's like a mirror in my heart, and after laughing, there will be no after.

The date of the two has been set, and they have made a contract with each other, and they will leave quickly and separately.

While using some things as a cover, he erased the people who had seen the three people fighting along the road.

It was the first thing they needed to do.

Then they will prove their innocence with their own evidence.

If there is a chance, there is no opinion on the Doomsday Association according to the original situation.

As for the omission of the upper and lower levels, there must be people below who will deal with themselves.

During this period, people can also talk, and they can do things to be called people.

There are some things that cannot be said, but they can be done, and they can make meritorious contributions if they are done.

There are things that can be done, but they must not be said or done.

This may be the silence in the dark that turns into life and death.