Chapter 30: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Ao Shun desperately turned the spiritual mansion in his body, but he still didn't have any spiritual power.
He also wanted to unleash the innate skills of his dragon clan to transform into a dragon body, a dragon bone and dragon skin, a treasure of heaven and earth, invulnerable, and the skin and flesh of the dragon body were stronger than the human body.
Although he didn't know where Wang Xiaotao got a sharp weapon that could pierce his body, Ao Shun was sure that as long as he could recover the dragon body, Wang Xiaotao would definitely have no choice but to do it!
But no matter what he does, he can't recover the dragon body, what the hell is going on!
"Slut, it's poisonous in the rice! You've wanted to kill me for a long time! Slut! ”
Ao Shun immediately knew that Wang Xiaotao must have done something in the meal.
In the distance, when the teacher of the old mother's palace change class was clearing the inventory, he found that all the pink potions that he had stored that could fix changes had disappeared at some point, "Which turtle son used it to trick people?" ”
The teacher sighed and closed the door as usual, it seemed that he would have to practice the bunnies in class tomorrow.
Under the cold candlelight, Ao Shun struggled desperately, he used his free hand to pull the rope around his neck, his muscles were exposed, his teeth were clenched, and his jaw was tight.
Behind her, Wang Xiaomoss was a weak female streamer, even if she ate the remaining two pills that Changsheng gave her before, it could only enhance her strength for a while.
The elixir turned into a stream of heat that flowed through her body, washing away her muscles and strengthening her bones.
She once relied on this elixir to beat Huang Xianfei, who had become a essence, to half death.
But in the face of a task like killing a dragon, her strength was still so limited when confronting Ao Shun.
After seeing that Ao Shun, who was tied in front of the pillar, still had such strength, she changed to pull the rope with one hand again, and fumbled with the other hand to pick up the red dagger in her hand.
The body stepped forward slightly, leaned to Ao Shun's side, and cut Ao Shun's neck with a knife from behind, afraid that Ao Shun would still have the strength to resist, she plunged the dagger into the spine behind Ao Shun, and cut it horizontally to Ao Shun's spine, cutting through the flesh, revealing the entire spine glowing with a faint golden light.
The skin and flesh of the dragon clan are the hardest, and they are known as indestructible in the world, but this red dagger actually cut through Ao Shun's flesh like this.
But that's all, no matter how hard Wang Xiaotao tries, even if she used all her strength, she couldn't cut Ao Shun's keel.
But that's all it was enough for, and the flesh on Ao Shun's back was cut whole.
Ao Shun couldn't stand the pain and screamed, the whole room trembled slightly because of this wild scream, and he finally slowly lost the strength to resist.
Wang Xiaotao said 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry', and then without hesitation, he plunged the dagger in his hand into Ao Shun's heart, which was no longer beating, and turned the dagger to stir it violently.
A knife, a knife, another knife.
Wang Xiaotao herself didn't know how many stabs she stabbed Ao Shun on this night, and she didn't know how many sorry she said to him.
She didn't stop until her hands and feet were weak, and then she found that Ao Shun had pierced the chopsticks in her hand deep into her thigh, and her own blood was flowing down like water, mixed with Ao Shun's dragon blood on the ground.
When did you get in?
So chopsticks can really kill people.
Wang Xiaotao doesn't remember, she doesn't even feel pain now, just tired, deeply tired.
She deeply remembered the nature of the dragon clan in the book, and she would never die, so she deliberately stabbed a few more knives to make sure that Ao Shun did not have the ability to fight with her before stopping.
The night wind blew, the candles were extinguished, and the last glimmer of light in Wang Xiaotao's eyes was completely engulfed by the thick darkness, and the darkness precipitated to the extreme, turning into blood-like stickiness and fishiness.
Wang Xiaotao slowly pulled the crimson dagger out of Ao Shun's body, and the sticky and thick dragon blood slowly dripped to the ground as the tip of the knife was pulled out.
Her face was pale, her eyes were bloody, like a ghost driven by hatred and obsession.
Moonlight poured in through the window, and the silver glow outlined Ao Shun's hideous face and angry eyes on the ground.
Wang Xiaotao sat on the ground, slowly controlling her heavy breathing, and after regaining a little strength, she didn't care about treating the wound on her leg, she crawled to him on her knees again.
The handsome man's clothes were curled up in a mess, his whole body was covered in blood, and he hung his head silently, and the bloody wounds on his fingers and neck showed that he had struggled violently, and the blood on this pale cheek had dried up, leaving a gorgeous and shocking residue.
Wang Xiaotao looked at him quietly, her wet and sticky hair covering her eyebrows and eyes messily, and her curly eyelashes trembled slightly with her breathing, making her more gentle and harmless.
She sat like a statue of silence, motionless even when the moon tide receded and it was pitch black before her eyes.
Something flowed down her face, Wang Xiaotao subconsciously wiped her face with her hand, but found that her hands were full of blood, and she didn't know what was flowing down her face, it was blood? Or tears?
Is it happy? Or are you afraid?
Now is not the time to care about that.
She looked at the dagger in her hand, this is the red scale dagger she urged her senior brother Li Jiu to ask Jin Nan for a surprise, using the strongest reverse scales on Qiantang's body as the material, after thirty-six heavenly thunder baptisms, the dagger is small, but very sharp, can cut through all the gold and stone in this world.
With the spear of the son, the shield of the attacker.
What will be the result of cutting the strongest shield in the world with the sharpest knife in the world?
Wang Xiaotao has already got the answer.
When Jin Nanjing handed over the dagger to Wang Xiaotao, he just took it as a comfort.
No dragon would have been killed by such a small dagger.
For which dragons, even if the red-scaled dagger can cut through their defenses, but the dragon's body is huge, and even if it enters the body, for them, such a small thing is no different from a thorn.
It's just a thorn, just pull it out.
They gave her the red-scaled dagger as a toy.
Wang Xiaotao used this toy dagger to kill a dragon with his own hands.
The proud will die under pride.
And she finally lost her way out because of her choice, as long as the enchantment of the old mother palace is opened, the news of Ao Shun's death will be transmitted back to the dragon clan, and the dragon clan will report it, and the old mother palace will inevitably be attacked at that time.
Wang Xiaotao thought that she must not be able to drag down the old mother's palace, she had to go down the mountain quickly, and she had to dispose of Ao Shun's body as soon as possible.
Thinking so, she straightened up and looked around intently, and in a moment she collapsed on the ground again.
Desperate, she found that the entire room was soaked in dragon's blood, and it was impossible to clean it up.
She sat down on the ground, looking at Ao Shun, who had not closed her eyes and was dead, suddenly became angry, lifted up and crawled over and slapped him hard, this slap was so smooth that she herself opened her eyes and was taken aback.
After thinking about it, he slapped the other side of the face symmetrically, so that it was much more comfortable.
I can't clean it anyway.
Wang Xiaotai simply sat in a pool of blood like this, she didn't want to look at Ao Shun, who was blind, and closed his eyes, "Aren't you gods going to forgive all the sins of mortals?" Then forgive me, brother, for my sin of killing gods and dragons. ”
"Don't blame me, if you want to blame it, blame the way of heaven, the way of heaven allows you beasts to become human before you can realize the Tao and become human, isn't it just for people to kill?"
If Ao Shun was still a dragon and kept his dragon form, it would never be possible to be killed by Wang Xiaotao.
But he pretended to be smart, turned into a human form, and turned into a beautiful man to tempt Wang Xiaotao.
Transformed into a human, the defense of the dragon-like original body has been weakened, and he is no longer the invulnerable dragon king.
People are wounded and bleed.
If you are born as a god, why should you be a man?
Isn't it just for people to kill when they become humans?
"Heavenly Dao sent you to me just so that I could kill you, right?"
"I won't kill you, if I miss this opportunity, I will definitely regret it for the rest of my life."
"If you change it, you will be the same, what do you say, brother?"
Wang Xiaotao laughed, "Brother? It's also thanks to you that you can say it, my good brother, you are also worthy of being my brother? ”
"Become my new family after killing all my family?"
"That's too fucking despise me, right?"
"Where do you get the confidence that you think I'm going to like the enemy who killed my whole family?"
"You dragons are all the same, the same haughty, the same disgusting."
"Fuck you dog thing."
"Those who love lust are like holding a torch, and if they go against the wind, they will burn their hands. Brother, don't worry, I will never have this, burning my hands. ”
"It's been a long time, right? Death at my hands was unexpected, right? ”
"Brother, welcome to the world."
She always looks like a shy and weak little daughter to the living Ao Shun, but she is willing to say some sincere words to the dead Ao Shun.
Cold, hard and sincere.
It was Ao Shun who knew as soon as he heard that he should find an opportunity to kill Wang Xiaotao as soon as they met.
This woman, no, this person's malice is not only aimed at Qiantang, she is holding the knife against the entire dragon clan.
A mortal, without shelter and without taboos, dares to kill gods.