"I'm not reconciled!"

The unwillingness in his heart gave birth to a deep resentment, which made the dying and crazy Lu Qiao burst out with extremely terrifying power, and in an instant, the strong evil qi converged into a big hand and slapped down against the fat pig's fist.

Seeing this, the little man not far away burst into a strange light in his small eyes, in fact, he knew very well in his heart that he could only seriously injure Lu Qiao at most.

And what was waiting for him was that he was afraid that he would face Lu Qiao's uncontrollable anger, and he was afraid that Lu Qiao would tear himself to pieces, which was not surprising, but the short man resolutely made such a choice.

Not only because the short man knows that no matter what, in the end, he will be finished, if the result has been decided, then why can't he fight for himself.

Let you Lu Qiaoye, have great powers and resourcefulness, even if you devour Wenhou and them, even if Lao Tzu is torn to pieces by you, what if you do!

Lao Tzu can still stab you secretly like this! Remember, you are the man who was stabbed in the back by Lao Tzu!

If it weren't for the fact that his mouth was filled with those viscous liquids at this time, making him unable to speak, I am afraid that at this time, the short man would have been unable to help but shout twice "It's really cool" and disgusted Lu Qiao.

And now, the fat pig's shot suddenly made the short man see a bit of hope, and he continued to use all his strength, striving to give Lu Qiao deeper damage, dexterous tongue, perfect interpretation of the clever tongue, the mysterious meaning of these four words.

Seeing Zhan Jingyi, who was hidden on the side, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up, and suddenly felt in his heart that he really underestimated the short man.

Right now, Lu Qiao is wrestling with the fat pig, and almost all his strength is competing with the fat pig, and Lu Qiao has no chance to pay attention to the actions of the short man.

Holding back a breath and feeling the piercing pain in his back, Lu Qiao's heart felt like he had suffered a million critical hits at this time, he was not afraid of death, what he was afraid of was that such humiliation made him unbearable.

At this moment, he had an impulse, that is, he didn't even care about the fat pig in front of him, he wanted to turn around and grab this short man and cut him with a thousand knives.

"Gross!"

At this time, accompanied by a burst of retching, Lu Qiao's eyes suddenly widened, and when he opened his mouth, he saw a dark red rough tongue poking out of his mouth.

What shocked Lu Qiaodu was that this tongue that stretched out was actually very playfully slapping three times on his cheek.

Although the strength of these three blows was very small, and the damage to Lu Qiao was almost zero, this was simply a naked humiliation, which made Lu Qiao, who was already a little unbearable, completely crazy.

……

"It's too much of a deception!!"

The short man deserves to be the best hater in this game, and Lu Qiao, who already hated the little man, completely broke out.

The next moment, Lu Qiao stretched out his hand and grabbed the short man's tongue alive with his backhand, lifted it hard, and immediately threw the little man off the ground and smashed it into the stone on the side.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the little man's body was like a speeding meteor hammer, and his body slammed into the wall, and luckily, his ass smashed into the small window behind him, unloading most of his strength for him.

But the bad news is that the little man found that his butt was stuck in the window and couldn't move at all, but the little man didn't care, he couldn't move anyway, and it was not bad to be stuck in the wall.

"You're distracted!"

Seeing that Lu Qiao actually dared to be distracted at the moment of fighting against him, the fat pig, as an awakened person with old qualifications, if he couldn't even grasp such an opportunity, he would be blind for so many years of experience.

In an instant, the fat pig's legs tensed, accompanied by the rapid expansion of the leg muscles, and in the next second, the fat pig jumped into the air and smashed his knees on Lu Qiao's chest.

"Bang bang bang!" A series of sounds came, and Lu Qiao, who was already physically and mentally exhausted, was hit hard again, and his body fell to the ground like a cannonball from mid-air.

At this time, Lu Qiao only felt that it was dark in front of him, even if his soul body was strong, he would not be able to parry it at this time.

It's just that Lu Qiao still has a grudge in his heart for a long time, and at the moment he landed, his body bounced up with his strength, and when he jumped, he saw a thick black mist gathered in Lu Qiao's palm, conjuring up a sharp sword, and rushing towards the short man like lightning.

The battle between the strong is often a moment, and the distraction just now is bound to be defeated, at this point, even if Lu Qiao's heart is unwilling, he also understands that he is afraid that he has no way to return to the sky, and he is really going to be finished.

But he doesn't hate the fat pig at the moment, even if the fat pig is suspected of sneak attack, isn't he also cheating?

The only thing he hates is a short man! This garbage-like goods, this waste who betrays his teammates, the grass on the wall.

Something that is not even as good as a dog on weekdays, he will actually die here because of his reasons, and he will lose in the hands of this kind of garbage, or when he has all the advantages.

A person like Lu Qiao, who is arrogant in his heart, is so arrogant that he even regards Wen Hou and Tian Qi as chess pieces, and feels contempt for Wen Hou's cowardice from time to time in his heart.

How can he accept that he is defeated in a garbage hand that is not even as good as Wen Hou, so he has only one obsession in his heart at the moment, he must kill this short man.

Only with the blood of the short man can he wash away the unwillingness in his heart, so after he landed, he didn't even think about fighting back if he kept his life alive, but concentrated the remaining strength to kill the short man.

……

Looking at Lu Qiao, who was almost fighting to kill himself with all his might, the short man was stunned for a moment, and then, a smile rose from the corner of his mouth, he knew that he had won!

Although with his strength, there is indeed no way to kill Lu Qiao, but he can make Lu Qiao, a famous and famous person, hate himself to the core, and even cost his life for himself.

At this point, I'm good enough! It's already a big profit!

"Remember Lao Tzu, a piece of garbage that indirectly kills you! Hahaha......"

The little man smiled fiercely, smiled proudly, and made a wall grass all his life, today, is the time when he feels the most proud in his life.

Faced with life and death, a thought popped up in the mind of the short man: "Maybe, this is not bad......"

Looking at the sword blade that was getting closer and closer, stabbing straight into his head, the short man closed his eyes slightly, trying to be as calm as Tian Qi, making himself look dead and have a decent posture.

It's just that the sound of the sword blade breaking through the wind in the air still makes the short man with his eyes closed, and his body still trembles uncontrollably, and at this moment, the fear of death is like a tide, almost swallowing him from head to toe.

Obviously, being able to face and accept it calmly in the face of death is not something that anyone can do, let alone want to be like Tian Qi, but, relatively speaking, a short man is already a very man.

Listening to the sound of the breaking wind in the air, the last thought in the little man's heart: "Lao Tzu is worth it in this life!" ”