Fang Shou looked at his left hand silently, the original broken position had gradually recovered. He twisted his fingers: "If you can, I really don't want to use this inexplicable liliang." Although, it's really convenient. ”

"Huh?" Xiao Zhonghui looked at the big sword behind Fang Shou with a look of surprise, he licked the corner of his mouth and said with a strange smile: "Big brother is really a very interesting person." I'm excited!"

Fang Shou touched his chin: "Now I have a very strange feeling. Liliang, an endless stream of liliang...... Ahh

Xiao Zhong raised his hand, and the barrage of purple skulls appeared again: "Big brother, go die." ”

"Huh?"

"Boom!" The explosion kept ringing out, and Xiao Zhonghui bit his finger in annoyance, "Weishenme can't die?" ”

"The perfect prince, the liliang ...... who longs to be protected"

"Unyielding will, doomed to the future ......"

Murong Yue's ears came from an unfamiliar whisper, cold, cold with the breath of death. Murong Yue covered her ears and closed her eyes uncomfortably.

"Little Brother Fang Shou is really a stranger. Sima Zhao shuddered, looked at Fang Shou firmly, and whispered, "This unusual aura can't even compare to Dad, right?"

"Desperate Shijie, the magic sword ...... in the Extremely Cold Lands"

Xiao Zhonghui frowned, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, he took out a small silver dagger from his arms, and stared at Fang Shou vigilantly.

"Kill your loved ones ......"

"Monarch of the Dead......

The whispers grew faster and faster, becoming inaudible. Xiao Zhonghui finally couldn't bear it anymore, he bit his finger, and the dagger in his hand pointed at Fang Shou from afar: "Heaven and earth are Xuanhuang, Daolin listens to orders." ”

With an elk body, an oxtail, and a horse's hooves, a monster about 4 meters tall stepped through the void. "Roar!" As soon as Dao Lin appeared, he viciously pounced on Fang Shou in the smoke.

"Ding!" Daolin was knocked back.

Fang Shou stroked the huge magic sword in his hand that exuded cold air, and muttered to himself, "The name of this sword is called Frost Sorrow. ”

"Daolin, Void Fire!" Xiao Zhonghui kept forming handprints while giving orders, and a thin sweat appeared on his head. Hearing this, Dao Lin jumped back, opened his mouth, and a purple flame erupted from its mouth.

"I seem to understand. Fang Shou put the horizontal sword on his chest, and carefully looked at the inscription on the magic sword, "Like this......"

An invisible wave extinguished the purple flames that struck, and Dao Lin let out an unwilling roar and fell to the ground in pain. The surrounding weather began to change abnormally, the original maple sky gradually turned gray, and the temperature dropped rapidly. Murong Yue, who was wearing a summer dress, couldn't help but hug her arms and kept trembling.

"Calling for wind and rain?" Sima Zhao frowned and fell into deep thought.

"Qimen Dunjia's technique?" Xiao Zhonghui also frowned, and he stopped his technique: "Only the Chosen One can use the technique? Who are you? Big brother? I'm really getting more and more curious." ”

"Me?" Fang Shou scratched his cheek and thought for a moment, "It can probably be said that it can be said to be your senior, right?"

Xiao Zhonghui shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently, "Even if you don't say it now, it's okay." He smiled and said, "Anyway, please die! Three Flavors of Fire. ”

Fang guarded the magic sword, with a bitter expression: "This sword is really too heavy, I'll go...... In other words, the fire of the three flavors, no matter how you think about it, is related to the true fire of Samadhi. Hawkers, anyway, try this again. Death Coil

A green light appeared from Fang Shou's right hand, easily breaking through Xiao Zhonghui's technique and penetrating straight through his chest.

"Poof~" Xiao Zhong smiled hard, he covered the bleeding wound with his right hand, and said intermittently: "Such a serious injury...... Now, big brother, will you just bleed to death?"

"Like...... Yes. Fang Shou held the magic sword, constantly panting, blood kept flowing from his mouth as if he didn't want money, and his nose was "I can't see it...... It's not white now, it's red!Damn, my dog's eyes aren't blinded by the video of the Phosopher King [Note 1], but here, cough cough, I really want to sleep~"

"Fang Shou!" Looking at Fang Shou, who had become a bloody man, Murong Yue lost his usual calmness and called out his name poignantly.

"Damn!" Sima Zhao knocked on his head, "What's the use of thinking about this now?Murong girl, you calm down first, Yuan Ji should almost arrive in Chang'an......, right?"

"Uh~" Fang Shou closed his eyes and fell straight to the ground.

"Don't!!!!" Murong Yue covered her head in pain. Sima Zhao gritted his teeth, jumped out of the enchantment, and quickly ran in the direction of Fang Shou.

"Hmph. Sima family?" Xiao Zhonghui pushed with both hands, and Sima Zhao had an extra handprint on his chest, and he raised his head and spurted out a stream of blood, and fell down. "It's my hunting time! Division, horse, big, man!"

Murong Yue looked at Fang Shou who was lying in a pool of blood in disbelief, and the notebook in his hand fell to the ground, and he didn't realize it, "Don't die, don't die." How can you die? Didn't you let you go? You idiot!"

Tears fell.

Is weishenme really dead? Just like your big brother? weishenme, you're covered in blood? Obviously just an ordinary otaku, obviously just an idiot who laughs all day long, obviously just a pervert who will be happy when he is beaten and scolded. Please, don't die......

"It's so ugly to cry and cry. Impatient voice.

With white hair, white eyes, and a bloodstained torn school uniform, Fang Shou was carrying the magic sword and standing in front of Murong Yue with an expressionless face.

"Big brother?" Murong Yue seemed to see the eldest brother who fought against the gangsters for himself when he was a child, the eldest brother who died for his own smile, and the elder brother who always had a stinky mouth and reprimanded him every day.

"It's not big brother. Fang Shou tilted his head and smiled evilly, "Of course, it's not Fang Shou either." ”

Murong Yue was stunned for a moment, wiped the tears on her face, and returned to her calm and elegant expression: "Classmate Fang Shou, you dare to make such a joke?"

"No kidding. Fang Shou pointed to his chest, "Look, a big hole has been opened, and my heart is broken." The frustrated Fang Shou you know is dead. ”

Murong Yue covered her mouth, slowly took a few steps back, and said in disbelief, "Who are you?"

"I'm Fang Shou. Fang Shou laughed evilly, and he easily raised the magic sword, "Death Knight Fang Shou." ”

"Where's the kid?"

"Are you talking about this?" Fang Shou moved his right foot away.

"Save ......" Xiao Zhong, who was originally arrogant, would first fall at Fang Shou's feet weakly, powerlessly begging for help.

"You!" Murong Yue stood up and stared at Fang Shou seriously, "There's no way he could do such a thing, who are you?"

"I told you. Fang Shou took off his glasses and stomped his right foot fiercely towards Xiao Zhonghui's right arm.

"Ahh

"Death Knight. Fang Shou tossed his glasses aside, his white eyes revealing a thick aura of death, "Or, you can call me the Lich King, the fifth Lich King." ”

"doomnote!" Murong Yue held a black notebook and said solemnly, "Although I don't know what happened, but ...... Just wake you up, right?"

"Causality weapon?" the white-haired Fang Shou nodded with interest, "Weishenme, don't you use this kind of liliang when dealing with this miscellaneous, even gods and demons can't control causality." You ...... mere mortals"

Murong Yue didn't speak, but wrote a line of words in his notebook: Fang Shou, Lei Split.

"How is this possible?" Fang Shou took a few sharp steps back thoughtfully, the place where he had been standing had become charred black.

"Lightning, but at this speed......" Before Fang Shou's words could be finished, a bolt of lightning slashed down again.

Lightning bolts continued to slash, the speed became faster and faster, and Fang Shou had to stretch out his right hand to make a blue barrier. "It's useless. This level of lightning can't hit me. ”

"Causality. Murong Yue sighed softly, "The 'fruit' that was struck by lightning has appeared, and the rest is the 'cause'." ”

A bolt of lightning suddenly and strangely circled behind and hit Fang Shou from behind.

"Hm~" Fang Shou looked at the scorched back, and said in admiration, "Powerful ability." ”

"But......" Fang Shou moved at high speed, the magic sword in his hand constantly exuding a terrifying chill, "as long as you don't have time to write." ”

Fall!

"Bang!" Fang Shou, who was moving at high speed, fell to the ground fiercely.

Murong Yue glanced at Fang Shou silently, and said coldly, "Now, please get out of his body." ”

"Go out?" Fang Shou's voice appeared behind Murong Yue.

"What?" Murong Yue was taken aback.

"I'm Fang Shou, where do I go out?"

Fang Shouyi snatched Murong Yue's notebook and tapped it on her head: "Be quiet, it's the time for the Lich King's execution, honorable lady." ”

"Can't move?" Murong Yue fell weakly.

"It's just a little imprisonment. Fang Shou waved his hand, he lifted Xiao Zhonghui's neck, and smiled coldly: "How do you want to die? ”

"Hehe~" Xiao Zhonghui kept blood on the corner of his mouth, "Big brother...... Brother, you're the real demon!"

"It's okay. Fang Shou raised the magic sword.

"Tear up!"

"Uhh!!!!h

Zhong Hui's left arm fell to the ground.

How could this be? Is this really Fang Shou? Murong Yue closed her eyes in pain.

Note 1 The philosopher king: Plato expounded an important concept in the "Ideal Republic", he believed that only by allowing philosophers or rulers to have the wisdom and spirit of philosophers can the country have long-term peace and stability. The concept of the philosopher-king is also the pillar theory of his ideal state~~~~~~~~~~~~ of course, it is a joke, and in this modern society full of philosophy ♂, the philosopher-king must be referring to Billy. Hellington: [Mistaken].

PS It feels more and more irrelevant to fantasy...... Anyway, I'm here for the category of magical campuses. I beg forgiven for not getting enough sleep these days and not being in a good state.

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