"That's not right!"

Although Song Liangliang didn't pay attention, Zhan Jingyi has always felt that something doesn't seem right since he saw Tianye, he is not Song Liangliang's stunned youth.

Since he had contact with God once, Zhan Jingyi knew very well that that God was not necessarily the same as he acted, he was really a big hero as Song Liangliang thought in his heart.

Looking at the god in front of him, Zhan Jingyi's eyes swept down, his pupils suddenly contracted violently, and the next moment, Zhan Jingyi suddenly reached out and grabbed Song Liangliang's arm, and his palm tightened, pulling him back.

"No, he's not God!"

"What?"

was suddenly pulled by Zhan Jingyi, and Song Liangliang, who was unprepared, stumbled, but then Zhan Jingyi's words made him stunned, but he saw Zhan Jingyi then pointed to the hands in front of him, and the seemingly heavenly hands said: "Look for yourself!" ”

Immediately, Song Liangliang also discovered the problem, the god in front of him, the two arms were actually intact, and the god they had seen in the mining area was a broken arm, and the two were obviously not the same person.

Song Liangliang came back to his senses at this time, and after a closer look, he saw clearly that the face in front of him was exactly the same as that of God like twin brothers, but the demeanor of the two was completely different.

The feeling of God gives people a special calm and domineering spirit, and the aura is very strong, and the person in front of him, his eyes are like poisonous snakes, and the eyes of the yin owl are staring at the two of them, and his eyes are full of vigilance and gloom.

"Who are you?"

This fake heavenly lord, his eyes stared at Song Liangliang's body, and then looked at Zhan Jingyi's body, and his old spicy eyes finally locked on Zhan Jingyi, as if he saw that among the two, Zhan Jingyi invisibly showed maturity.

"We are outsiders, we were forced to stay here, we wanted to leave, but we didn't expect this to happen, can you tell us what happened?"

Zhan Jingyi thought about it for a while, he didn't deliberately make up his identity, the other party is not a fool, maybe the other party knows this place far better than them, fabricating identities and lies has no effect except deepening the estrangement.

"Outsiders!"

Hearing Zhan Jingyi's words, the fake heavenly lord didn't seem to be surprised at all, he just nodded, obviously he could accept this explanation.

"Is there anything to eat?"

"Yes!"

Zhan Jingyi groped in his arms, took out a loaf of bread and handed it over, seeing the bread in his hand, the other party reached out and quickly took it, put the bread on the tip of his nose, took a deep breath, the fresh wheat fragrance made him refreshed, and he opened his mouth to devour.

Maybe the bread was too dry, or maybe it was because he was in a hurry, and the other party ate two bites, and his face turned red.

Seeing this, Song Liangliang hurriedly handed over a bottle of water, and patted the other party's back and said, "Uncle, you eat slowly, it's not enough for us to have." ”

In the face of Song Liangliang's kindness, the other party suddenly pushed Song Liangliang away, took the water, and after taking two sips, he stared at Song Liangliang with vigilant eyes and said, "Don't touch me!" ”

Hot face sticks to cold buttocks, it will not be comfortable for anyone, Zhan Jingyi stood aside, watching Song Liangliang touch a cold nail, and laughed secretly in his heart.

Anyway, he was not in a hurry, Zhan Jingyi stood aside and waited for him to eat slowly, while staring at this person with both eyes, and there was a hint of thought in his eyes.

seemed to notice that both of them were looking at him, the fake heavenly master ate the bread in his hand in three or two bites, Zhan Jingyi saw that he had finished eating, and said: "When you are full, then let's talk about it, you saved our lives, and we will not embarrass you, just tell us what is going on in this place." ”

Zhan Jingyi's words sounded relaxed, but if you think about it carefully, you can find that the question he asked is not something that can be explained clearly in one sentence or two at all.

"Ahem, this is not the place to talk, you come with me first."

After thinking for a moment, the false heavenly master beckoned and walked forward with Zhan Jingyi and the others.

This should be a sewer before, basically there is no light, Zhan Jingyi is okay, Song Liangliang can only walk forward in the dark, walking very slowly, and finally Zhan Jingyi has to pull him.

As for this false heavenly master, it seems that he has long been accustomed to the environment here, even if he can't see it, he still walks briskly, and when he pushes open a door in the dark, the light in front of him gradually brightens.

……

"Come in!"

Zhan Jingyi stepped into the door and saw a narrow room in front of him, a black bed, and a little girl lying on it.

What makes people shudder is that the little girl's body is covered with white lime, and the skin and flesh on the outside have been corroded and broken, and yellow corpse water is constantly seeping out from under the flesh.

But her eyes were that clear and translucent, and after seeing Zhan Jingyi and Song Liangliang, she opened her mouth, as if she wanted to shout, but she couldn't make any sound.

At this time, I saw the false god take out a bag of thick white powder from the backpack at his feet, which was the kind of gray snow outside, reached out and grabbed a handful, and gently sprinkled it on the little girl's body.

"Nourishing ......"

Suddenly, the little girl's eyes widened, and her body couldn't help twitching, and at this time, the fake heavenly lord raised his head, looked at Song Liangliang with an ugly face, and said, "This is the truth you want to see!" ”

"Shit truth! You're a pervert! ”

Song Liangliang broke free of Zhan Jingyi's hand, and quickly wanted to rush forward, but when he saw Song Liangliang's rushing move, the fake heavenly lord's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he suddenly opened his hand, and threw the gray snow that he was holding in his hand at Song Liangliang.

"Not good!"

Because the distance was too close, and Song Liangliang was defenseless, seeing a white mist coming, his heart sank, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, he had no way to hide, and the most important thing was that his shield was also destroyed, so he had to grit his teeth and prepare to resist.

said that it was too late, and then quickly, one hand grabbed Song Liangliang's collar, a huge force that was difficult to shake, and pulled Song Liangliang into the air, and at the same time, he saw Zhan Jingyi with the other hand, lifting the wide clothes on his body to cover himself and Song Liangliang.

"Zizi ......"

Even though Zhan Jingyi's movements were fast, a cloud of white gray snow was scattered, and there were still sporadic limes, touching Zhan Jingyi's skin, which immediately gave birth to a fierce burning sensation on Zhan Jingyi's skin.

Zhan Jingyi swept his cold eyes, and saw a blood blister on his wrist, and it showed highly corrosive symptoms.

"You!"

Song Liangliang glanced at Zhan Jingyi's hand, his face suddenly turned ugly, and he quickly waved his hand and shone the Holy Light Technique on Zhan Jingyi's wrist to heal him.

Seeing that the blow missed, the false heavenly master suddenly stood up, reached out and grabbed the lime bag in his hand, but at this time, he listened: "Huh! "A bang.

A ball of blood exploded on the false god's shoulder, and a dagger was stuck in his shoulder, and the violent impact made his center of gravity unstable, and his body fell to the ground heavily.

Then I saw that Zhan Jingyi had an extra short knife in his hand, and the short knife was facing the false heavenly lord, it turned out that just now, Zhan Jingyi shook his hand, and a dagger flew out, hitting the false heavenly master's shoulder.

"Don't move!!"

Zhan Jingyi's cold voice made the fake heavenly master's body suddenly stiffen on the ground, he was only flesh and blood after all, and the dagger pierced his shoulder, making his old body tremble slightly from time to time.

Zhan Jingyi waited for the gray snow to completely fall in the air, and then lifted his clothes, and then the two looked at the fake god in front of them, and felt very strange in their eyes that he suddenly attacked the two of them.

"Why struggle! Death is your destiny. ”

Unexpectedly, the guy in front of him, who looked exactly like God, stared at Zhan Jingyi and Song Liangliang, and was still talking wildly.

However, what made the two feel strange was that although the other party's words were poisonous, there was no murderous aura in his eyes, on the contrary, there was a little bit of incomprehensible kindness in his eyes.

"Everyone, please support me if you like it! I don't like to beg to let go! Thanks!"