There was no escape, no cries for help, no struggle, no scolding.

Because in the face of absolute power, all efforts are useless.

Ye Jia's clenched fist slowly loosened, and his palm was empty and painful, as if he longed for the blade to be in his hand, and blood splattered three steps.

But he knew he had been caught by them.

Caught again.

I don't know how many times this has happened during this time.

The person behind him played with himself like an ant.

Ye Jia turned around slowly and stiffly, in front of Dingzhou City, facing the direction behind him, with his back to Dingzhou City, and knelt down, "I didn't want to enter the city, I ······ I'm just hungry, I'm just hungry. ”

"I just want to go and eat a bowl of noodles."

"It's just a bowl of noodles, I've been eating noodles for a long time, haven't eaten noodles for a long time."

The sound of the wind swept past Ye Jia's ears, his eyelashes trembled slightly, he leaned to the ground, humbled more than dust, and said in a low voice: "Please, kill me······"

"The villain doesn't know where he provoked the two dragon kings, but ······ Adults don't remember the villain's mistakes, please ask the two to be kind and give the villain a good time! ”

Ye Jia didn't know why this was happening.

He just went down the mountain to buy a book, and he met these two killing gods, and they didn't kill him, they just tortured and played endlessly.

Pulling out his teeth, destroying his internal organs, burning his hair, beating and torturing him day and night.

Under the hood, under the pale skin of the leaf carapace, the eruption of green tendons is particularly obvious.

It was as if there was a living creature surging in his veins, and every throbbing of his veins was tinged with a strange tremor.

It was as if something was desperate to break through the ground.

It was a drop of dragon's blood.

Ao Lu poured his dragon blood into Ye Jia's throat, so that no matter where he ran, this drop of dragon blood would be sensitive to Ao Lu, and he could easily find Ye Jia.

The same drop of dragon blood can also sense Ye Jia's own emotions, if he has any tendency to commit suicide, this drop of dragon blood will immediately rush into Ye Jia's Dan Mansion and turn the world upside down, so that he no longer has the strength to do it.

No one answered Ye Jia's question, the sun was getting higher and higher and made Ye Jia sweat, he slowly looked up, and saw Ao Lu and Ao Ren standing in front of him, without speaking, without moving, just looking at him.

A chill stretched down his spine like a snake, and he couldn't help but shiver with the cold.

"Why didn't you kill me?"

"Why me!"

Ye Jia muttered, he trembled, the fingers supporting the ground unconsciously picked the soil on the ground into the palm of his hand, between the nails, sweat and tears mixed together and dripped to the ground, dissolving a puddle of mud, "Please, kill me, I don't want to run anymore, kill me!" ”

Ao Lu stepped forward unhurriedly, bent down, looked at Ye Jia, who was kneeling on the ground with his head bowed and looked extremely obedient, leaned into his ear, and said in a gloomy and soft voice: "You want to kill yourself? ”

"Think beautifully."

Ye Jia lost his strength all of a sudden, slumped on the ground, looked at the particularly dazzling sun in the sky, listened to the jubilant voices of the people in Dingzhou City behind him, covered his eyes, laughed and cried, the laughter was empty, as if he saw the rest of his life without any light, and the coming tortured days and nights.

Sorrow turned into poisonous wine, which drowned his throat with tears, and buried him in despair.

Nikko made a warm coffin for Ye Jia who fell to the ground.

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Surrounded by grass, in the dark and hidden cave, Wang Xiaotao sat cross-legged on the simple bluestone and looked at his body.

She's been having a very happy life lately.

The number of believers in Jiuzhou has grown to nearly 500,000, and the endless power of faith from all over Jiuzhou is constantly transforming her flesh and blood day and night.

Not only does she have a little gold in her blood now, but it is not just that the sweat that comes out will turn into gold leaf and bring wealth, she can now try to change her fortune, turn her golden fortune into black, and turn her black fortune into gold.

She enjoys changing the lives of others.

She also loves the feeling of being empowered.

But these things can't be put on the table after all, so after being in Dacheng Village, she recommended Wang Fuyao to practice swordsmanship under the seat of Senior Brother Li Jiuyan in the Old Mother Palace, and gave her a letter written by herself.

I don't know if the senior brother has discovered the abnormality in his small courtyard.

Wang Xiaotao froze her thoughts, closed her eyes in this nameless cave, and in a hundred turns, the world in front of her suddenly opened up.

Divine thoughts spread out along the golden power of faith.

She saw Xiaobao dancing around the fire in Dingzhou City, which was Dingzhou's Xinghui Festival.

She also saw thousands of believers bowing down to their idols, hundreds of millions of golden shimmer particles slowly rising from the top of people's heads, Wang Xiaotao's mind stopped, she listened carefully to what those believers wanted, her mind moved slightly, where Wang Xiaotao's thoughts had passed, the double pupils on the right hand of the statue of Fuyao Niangniang blinked lightly at a very fast speed where no one noticed.

Wang Xiaotao turned the fortunes of the believers who came to pray to become rich into a dull red.

As for the good fortune, will other things definitely get better?

She's just the god of wealth, she only gives money, and doesn't care about anything else.

Wang Xiaotao exhaled slightly, opened his eyes, his eyes were full of energy, and he shook his palm, he could feel the power of faith constantly running in it, washing the blocked meridians, and his muscles and flesh were strong, although he was still far away from becoming a god, but he was already very different from the previous Wang Xiaotao.

If you return to Jinghe, when the Qiantang dragon comes, although you can't kill Qiantang, at least Wang Xiaotao can guarantee that she can leave Anding County with her parents and friends, leave Jinghe, and run away.

It's nice to have a sense of strength.

"Awake?" Changsheng handed a small box to Wang Xiaotao, who opened his eyes, "This month's immortal mushroom, which has just arrived, hurry up and eat it while it is fresh." ”

Wang Xiaotao nodded, opened the box, pinched this thin piece of meat with his hand, stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it without chewing much.

"I see you've been sleeping better and better lately," Changsheng poured a glass of water for Wang Xiaotao, "I was a little snoring just now." ”

"Immortals snore too?" Wang Xiaotao raised her eyebrows, took the water cup, and drank it all.

Changsheng laughed, and reached out to brush the golden beads of sweat that slipped off Wang Xiaotao's face, "You haven't become a god yet, why, if you become a god, you can't snore?" ”

Wang Xiaotao also smiled, as if she really couldn't imagine the appearance of the gods snoring, "I don't know why, I've been sleeping really well lately." ”

In the past few years, she basically didn't sleep much, she had nightmares every night, she was riddled with debts, she couldn't sleep at night, and when she closed her eyes, she was a mess of flesh and blood for 800 miles of Jinghe.

But since she got off the old mother palace of Lishan and embarked on this road of becoming a god with the power of faith, she was able to squint her eyes and rest for a while at night, and the warm and comfortable feeling was like returning to the arms of her mother when she was a child, with a faint reassuring fragrance.

Wang Xiaotao felt the golden power of faith surging in his body, probably related to the power of faith?

The power of faith does reassure me.

"But Xiaomos, you are really powerful, I have never seen anyone eat so many immortal mushrooms." Changsheng was amazed and put away the empty box, this kind of box was specially made for Sheng Xianrenzhi, which could ensure the freshness of Xianrenzhi to the greatest extent.

One serving of fairy mushroom and one box.

In the storage ring of immortality, such empty boxes have been piled up into a mountain in the storage ring.

"I've heard that even the Heavenly Gods have asked who is consuming Immortal Zhi in such large quantities recently." Changsheng shrugged, "I don't know if it's true or not." ”

Pray God······· The god of the immortal building, this immortal zhi that let Wang Xiaotao step into the road of immortals is the masterpiece of the gods.

There was no experience in the past, but now Wang Xiaotao knows that this so-called immortal zhi is immortal meat.

300 immortals a day······ Perhaps not an exaggeration.

I don't know what the background of this god is, but he can actually open the business of Xianrenzhi all over the land of Jiuzhou, and he can also openly create pseudo-gods without being rejected by heaven and earth.

Wang Xiaotao stretched his waist on the stone bed, no matter who he is, as long as he can help me, then he is the greatest good god in the world.

That is to say, I am going to get to the next joint point that I am more "satisfied with".

Change the profile.,I don't know if this profile will be better.,I'm really not good at writing this kind of thing╮(╯▽╰)╭。

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