How could it be? Just kidding!

Yes, it must be sowing discord, how could I be fooled!

I didn't believe it, but the sound hit him so hard that his head almost exploded.

"No way, how could it be! That old man is not so vicious!"

"Funeral night, I have already told you who is behind the scenes, please stop it quickly!"

"Nonsense! It's nonsense, do you know the relationship between the ghost hand and me? How can I come to harm me, even if you sow discord, you should find a better reason! You're a pig's head!"

The funeral night did not stop, but increased the intensity of the attack!

"Funeral night, how are you going to be? The truth tells you and I don't believe it, Lao Tzu really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes when he met you. ”

The man in white is quite aggrieved.

"Didn't Shangguan Tianning ask you to kill me?" asked Funeral Night.

"That thing is a ball, can he please move me?" the man in white gritted his teeth and insisted, "That's right, Shangguan Tianning asked the Killing Dao Alliance to get rid of you, but that was before, those few wastes missed in Canal Villa, and all their martial arts were abolished." In order to calm the matter, Shangguan Tianning did not continue to ask the Killing Dao Alliance to get rid of it, but instead took out a lot of money to resolve this time. ”

The man in white was also observing while he was talking, and he didn't want to talk nonsense.

"Why did the ghost hand kill me? I have no motive at all!" Funeral Night seemed to ask the man in white, and it seemed to be talking to himself.

"Why did he kill you, I don't know? You don't know how to ask him!"

The funeral night was silent, indeed, during the rookie competition, the ghosts were haunted, worried, and even absent from work for a long time.

It was also during that time that a more powerful man in white appeared, and he and Qingluan were almost destroyed by the other party.

But why is that?

Is it because I peeked at his granddaughter taking a bath?

Or did some other forces give him money?

He didn't know about the funeral night, but he was inclined to the latter speculation, because during that time, the ghost hand said that he was in urgent need of money, and even proposed to withdraw the shares of the ghost night flower.

But the ghost hand can't know the situation of the ghost night flower! All the technical cores are in his own hands, what does he use to be tough?

Again, it is impossible for him not to know these?

But he did it anyway? The man in white is not like a lie.

The funeral night has a headache, his heart is distressed, he is troubled, he is entangled.

When you close your eyes, the faces of ghost hands and flower lovers keep flashing and appearing.

The kindness of the ghost hand is not pretending, and his smile is not hypocritical, he extends a warm hand when he needs help the most.

He said he cares most about his granddaughter.

When he protects his granddaughter with excessive doting, he can be brutal and unreasonable and whip others.

The first time he saw him, he called himself an old brother.

When I saw him, I felt very close, as if I was ...... own grandfather.

Funeral Night shook his head vigorously, he wanted to shake off these annoying memories, he left behind these disgusting hearts.

His true qi of ice and fire is still being stimulated......

Man in White: "......"

"Ahh

"Funeral Night...... Are you still alive? Stop...... Ah......h

"Is it possible that that old man is not a ghost! He is as transfigurable as me, and the purpose is to sow discord!"

"But you're big! I don't have time to reason with you!"

"Hahaha! You're still bluffing me!" Funeral Night pretended to smile, he smiled very comfortably and comfortably, but he knew that it was all pretending, it was all fake.

He still didn't want to accept this fact.

"Funeral night, why the hell do you have to believe me?"

"You send me a screenshot of the transaction!"

Players can initiate friend requests in person or within visual range.

The man in white can't see the funeral night, so he can't send it, but the funeral night can see him, so the funeral night can send a request.

Another situation is to know the other party's ID, just like when Kuaikou added the funeral night, he got the ID from the invincible Xiaoqiang, in this case, you can add it remotely.

The man in white struggled for a long time, and finally agreed to the friend application of the funeral night, his name is Qianshan Blade, he belongs to the Killing Dao Alliance, his martial arts is a thunderbolt flying knife, and his cultivation is famous all over the world.

Some simple information was obtained, which was not easy for a killer organization, because once exposed, it meant that he would be out of the game, and he would be killed by the organization endlessly.

This is the bottom line, and every person who enters the Killing Dao Alliance must be conservative.

But Qianshan Blade is not a qualified killer for a person, and he is not even a person who can be relied on.

He is afraid of going mad, he is afraid of scattering his work, and he is afraid that everything he has will come to naught.

Out of fear, he sent screenshots of the information about the Ghost Hand and his transaction to Funeral Night.

Yes!

Once again, it was as if the feeling of a lightning strike was spreading on the funeral night, although I didn't want to believe it, but as the Thousand Mountain Blade said, it was true.

The ghost hand betrayed him!

The ghost hand really betrayed him!

A person who was buried in front of his grandfather on the night of his burial, a person who worked together to create brilliance when they were both at a low point.

A man he didn't want to believe but really betrayed him.

The funeral night seems to have returned to the "previous life", to the one who made both love and pain, and to the person who always made him feel sorry.

Unfortunately, these are dreams.

It's all a cruel and bloody dream!

He said that those who love and respect will eventually pick up a butcher knife and ruthlessly tear everything apart!

Funeral Night cried, Funeral Night also smiled, sometimes he can control the life and death of others, even if it is as strong as a master like Thousand Mountains Blade.

But he can't control people's hearts, even if he has worked hard to pay.

The Ice and Fire Oven was still continuing, the Thousand Mountain Blade was still tormenting, and it was still roaring, and the internal breath of his dantian still couldn't last until the end, and at that time, the Funeral Night had stopped attacking, but the formation was still running!

The white robe was torn apart by the Thousand Mountain Blade, he was bald, he had a long scar on his face one day, and his appearance was very hideous and very painful.

"Funeral Night...... You don't talk too much, you go back on your word. Qianshan Blade also cried, although he was fierce on the outside, he was probably pretending.

He is actually very fragile in his heart, and he doesn't know why he thinks so, maybe it's his feelings!

"I'm sorry! I've stopped attacking, but the formation is still working!" Funeral Night didn't expect to be forgiven by the Thousand Mountain Blade, and in fact he didn't need to, because he was an enemy, and he almost killed his own enemies several times.

But the funeral night still has to be said, and it is also an explanation, whether you believe it or not!

The formations are gone, and so are the coveted equipment, including the skeleton.

The Thousand Mountains Blade put on the white robe again, which was his backup, and also covered his face in the gloom.

Tired, tired, and endlessly unwilling and angry!

These were all brewing in Qianshan Blade's heart, and he dragged his decadent body out of the mountain temple step by step.

(End of chapter)