Chapter 120: I'm Purely for My Brothers!—(Added 1/521)

Of course it's important!

If Jiang Ping hears Tie Guanyin's complaints, he must beat this girl's ass hard!

Well, hit in the heart.

If you really get started......

He didn't dare!

It's just cowardly, and it's cowardly, and it's a matter of course.

As for the reason why he wants to risk coming to lurk, it is also very simple.

Seven Nights is a good brother who has lived his life!

As for what future Grand Master, the protagonist of the Mandate of Heaven, the thickest golden thigh of the future!

It's all secondary.

Feelings, isn't it cultivated by you saving me and I saving you.

Although the trouble of the Seven Nights was also implicated by him, it didn't matter, what mattered was his sincere heart of going deep into the enemy camp for his brother and sticking a knife in both ribs.

I'm sure Seven Nights will be able to understand it.

How can you, mortals, understand my wisdom?

Jiang Ping thought of the smugness, and almost laughed secretly.

But fortunately, he knew that he was still doing business, so he held back in time.

At this moment, he mixed in with a group of killers who had failed to act, and walked into a gathering place of a wild tribe.

As he expected.

The savage tribe here is indeed raised by the Night Rain Building.

Seeing this group of killers, all the barbarians knelt down, and the men and women all showed adoration on their faces, and Ula Ula kept worshipping.

The savage sacrifice with colored feathers also saw the ferocity of outsiders, but showed a look of respect and fear on his face, bowed slightly, and said in a posture unique to savages:

"Welcome back, priests. ”

However, the killer team was obviously not in the mood to talk nonsense with a wild man, waved their hand, told them to retreat, and walked to the depths of the tribal camp on their own.

In this operation, there was supposed to be a team of eight people, but three people were killed on the spot, leaving only five people alive, and Jiang Ping, an undercover agent, was also mixed in.

All of them looked sad.

They didn't even have personal contact with the enemy, just secretly making a trap and putting a cold arrow in the back killed nearly half of them, and the aura of danger was like a cold knife firmly against their backs.

No one wants to die!

But as the killers of the Night Rain Building, they have no way out.

As for surrender?

Don't be funny.

Let's not say that there is still residual poison in their individual bodies, that is, they are not poisoned, which of them is not stained with blood and has killed many innocents, otherwise they will not become seed killers.

Throwing themselves into the net will only make them die faster.

But the operation failed, and their fate was also uncertain.

In particular, their top boss is also the most mysterious, legendary, and youngest gold medal killer in the Night Rain Tower, Lord Seven Nights.

Lord Seven Nights has always only asked about the result, not the process.

There were originally more than twenty people in their group, but now there are only eight left, and half of the dozen or so who died died during the mission, and the other half were killed by Lord Seven Nights himself.

Therefore, although their group has the smallest number of people, the task completion rate and the strength of the whole group rank first among the groups trained by many gold medal killers.

They failed in their mission, and this time the Lord of the Seven Nights didn't know how to punish them.

But the enemy is too strong, you really can't blame them!

The more apprehensive they were, the more they feared and frightened, and their steps slowed down.

No matter how slow it is, there is an end to the road.

They finally met the man in front of a small wooden building.

The handsome face, like a figure carefully carved by the Creator, was clearly set off by a slim cyan robe.

His right hand naturally drooped, carrying his left hand, his expression was indifferent, his eyes were closed, as if there was a cold light sputtering out, just standing there, it made people feel a suffocating pressure.

The adults are getting stronger again.

Everyone in the killer team couldn't help but be amazed.

This makes them feel fearful and proud at the same time.

They are following such a strong man whose strength seems to never see the end.

"Your Excellency!"

"We failed. ”

The leader of the killer team bowed his head.

Qiye's cold eyes swept over them like a cold wind, and his right hand suddenly touched his nose lightly.

This touch ......

The two knelt down directly, begging for mercy with panicked faces:

"Spare your life!"

The other two ran away, one left and one right.

Only Jiang Ping, who was in disguise, stood in place, looking confused, and didn't know what was going on.

"Rubbish!"

Qiye's right hand opened slightly, and he moved towards the wrists of the two who escaped, and sucked in.

A violent air flow rose from the ground, Jiang Ping felt as if he was blown by a seventh- or eighth-level wind, and his face trembled a little, but fortunately, his horse was steady enough to not be blown away.

Not to mention the escape duo who were taken care of, they flew back upside down.

One left and one right, two heads, held by one hand in the air.

And then......

"Ahhh!!h

Two heads, two mouths, together let out a cry of pain to the depths of the soul.

Soon, though, they stopped howling.

Because they've done it.

It's like being exposed to the sun on dog days for three months, and then being dried by the cold winds of the snowy plateau for three months.

The tall body turned into two terrifying corpses like dwarfs in a moment.

Smack!

The suction disappeared, and the dried corpse fell to the ground, shattering into a cloud of gray powder, which dispersed with the wind.

"Get out!"

Qiye grasped the two gray-white gas balls in his palm, and shook his head slightly, as if he was a little dissatisfied with its quality.

Then, with a flip of the palm, the gas ball disappeared.

The two people who begged for mercy just now hurriedly thanked each other and left, and they didn't even have the courage to look back.

If they look back at this moment, they will definitely see the perennial iceberg, and the adults who thought they would never smile are smiling at this moment.