Chapter Eighty-Six: Heart-Piercing Questions

Zhao Haochen looked at Menglong with a cold and grim gaze, mockingly, and didn't say a word, but the aura all over his body showed his attitude. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

For a long time, for a long time, the atmosphere of dead silence was broken by Zhao Haochen's opening.

Zhao Haochen pouted with a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly.

"Gratitude? What do you have to thank me? Just by virtue of your ability to be hunted down and killed, or by virtue of your little bit of Taoism? I can let you kill an enemy one level higher than you in one move, and I really don't know what you can give me in return? Or do you have something into my eyes?"

Suddenly, a momentum that belonged to the senior cultivators of the Desolate Yuan Realm dominated the audience, and it was even more directed at Zhao Haochen, killing intent, naked killing intent, undisguised killing intent.

"Why do you want to kill your life-saving benefactor?" Zhao Haochen was not afraid at all, and the sword in the space also burst out with an awe-inspiring momentum.

Killing, cold, bloody, this momentum is like the advent of an emperor, revealing the supreme power of the mighty, but like the bloody general from the battlefield full of blatant murderous aura, swept the whole audience in an instant, and shook him to a sluggish state, his mind was in a trance, as if he had seen something terrifying.

Zhao Haochen was condescending, his cold eyes opened and closed, as if there was the rotation of the sun, moon and stars, as if there were the ups and downs of the stars in the sky.

"Not only are you ungrateful, but you are also cowardly, stealthy, lazy and ignorant. Your wife was ruined that day, why didn't you fight desperately, why you still have no ability to revenge the blood, but you still have to hold the guidance to be worthy of death, leaving a crippled life, if you are worried, you should have gone to accompany your deceased wife a long time ago, your wife can take a fancy to you, but she is really blind!"

Hearing this, Meng Longteng rushed to Zhao Haochen, his cold eyes stared at him, there seemed to be anger in his eyes, and the cold voice came out of his hoarse throat, every word was gritted and his eyes were about to split.

"You are not allowed to say that I am a dead wife, otherwise I will fight to the death, and I will let you go to Huangquan with me!"

"Let's go to Huangquan together, no, no, no, I still cherish my life very much!" Zhao Haochen turned his back and paced two steps slowly, his eyes seemed to be filled with an icy cold, exuding endless coldness, and like a cold Qianzhang cold Tan, releasing an infinite unintentional coldness.

"If you want to kill me, it will only turn out that there is one more cold corpse in the world!"

"If only you knew!"

Menglong raised his head, and there was a strong killing intent on his rough face, but seeing the ridicule in Zhao Haochen's eyes, there was a faint trace of uneasiness in his heart for some reason.

I only heard Zhao Haochen's words change and said: "However, this cold corpse is yours, I am still me, and I am still here, I am not interested in accompanying you to the netherworld." ”

"Oh, you might as well give it a try! But you can weigh the consequences yourself!" Zhao Haochen nodded very seriously.

Looking at the resoluteness of the young man in front of him, an indescribable sourness suddenly surged in his heart. The words of his deceased wife before her death made him unforgettable, "To live, you must live well!"

He didn't dare to try, he was timid, he didn't just live for himself, but also for his dead wife.

"You've won!" Menglong's face was exposed, and the hot and churning blood was about to break through the hideous veins, and a bitter voice without momentum squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Did I win? You're wrong. Ever since you left your deceased wife and fled for your life alone, you've lost?" Zhao Haochen didn't seem to hear his almost pleading show of weakness, and continued to be sarcastic, every word was fine.

"Isn't it heartbreaking that you witnessed your wife die and couldn't do anything about it?"

"Yes!"

"You didn't dare to try to avenge your deceased wife after you ran for your life, don't you feel very incompetent?"

"Yes!"

"You have been immersed in grief all day long, and you have not worked hard at all, waiting for the day of blood revenge to come, or rather, you simply feel that revenge is impossible, right?"

"Yes!"

"Did you hear that I can live and die here, it just so happens that you are tired of this world, so you want to come and give it a try, if you win the bet, it is good to avenge the blood revenge, and if you lose the bet, you just go to accompany your deceased wife, so that she is no longer lonely, isn't it?"

Menglong nodded solemnly, he had sunk, and there was an unspeakable grief in his eyes.

"Xue Wuxian is certainly one level higher than you, but if you work hard, he must also have some scruples, it is absolutely impossible to bully his wife, and he can still face your most violent attack, right?"

"Yes!"

The churning anger jumped in his eyes again.

"The forces behind him have covered for him, and the Bloodstained Villa has also taken action against you, but you can't even kill the snow without a trace, let alone the Bloodstained Villa where the masters gather, so you took the initiative to ignore this huge enemy, right?"

Zhao Haochen looked at the rejuvenated Dream Dragon, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Do you want more people's wives and daughters to die there, are you willing, are you willing to die your wife?"

Menglong's heart seemed to have a thousand pounds of sledgehammer hit him heavily in the bottom of his heart, his ears were like spring thunder exploding, more like the morning bell and dusk drum, which made him suddenly wake up, he suddenly shuddered, a cold light glowed in his eyes, and a flame of anger erupted, and the momentum of killing seemed to turn into substance, ruthlessly cutting Zhao Haochen's skin.

Zhao Haochen looked innocent, with a face that was more bitter than a bitter melon, he shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and the sword glanced at Zhao Haochen with disdain, and then, a magnificent momentum isolated this layer of killing and cold momentum.

"I can help you! I can let you avenge your blood revenge! Only me, only me, and only me, can let you reach the top, manage all the injustices in the rivers and lakes, and descend to the world with awe-inspiring justice!"

Zhao Haochen swept away the smoke that filled the Pavilion of Life and Death, and looked at the nine dragons kneeling on the ground with a cold face, with a shallow smile on the corners of his soft mouth, boasting of being a master in the world, but how to look at it, it was a bit like coaxing a child?

Children, my brother has delicious candy here, as long as you follow your brother, my brother will give you food every day, okay?

A certain big gang leader seems to be this fan at the moment.

"How about it, have you thought about it? Do you want to be my subordinate, or do you want to be my subordinate? I have the advantage of being a person, that is, I give people room to choose, and I never force others?" Zhao Haochen continued to flicker.

The two choices are to be my subordinate, and the other is to be my subordinate, or democracy?

If Huang Tiancheng and a few people heard the words of this gang leader, they would definitely have a big roll of eyes in their hearts.

"Okay!" Menglong agreed.

"The gentleman weighs a thousand pounds, and the high-five is an oath!" In the trance of Menglong, the two palms struck together, and then, Zhao Haochen was proudly dusted away, leaving only the stunned Menglong in place, and he didn't know why.