readx;? Chapter 295

After staring at the token for a long time, everyone looked at each other, and there was no intention of snatching it in their hearts, but this token was close at hand, and the temptation was in front of them, and people's minds couldn't help but waver. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Just like a person is not lustful, but when a beautiful woman strips naked and puts it in front of him, it is difficult for him to hold it, people are not sages, how many people can suppress the desire in their hearts? After all, from ancient times to the present, Megumi Yanashita has only appeared once.

It's crazy, when the first person rushed to the token, everyone behind them moved, everyone, including the three people who went into the door to help search for the old man's body before joined the ranks of the robbery, the Ice Sect is sick, the whole sect is not aligned, meet each other's brothers, turn their backs and call dog mongrels, no one really respects each other, selfish to the extreme, everyone wants to trample others under their feet, this is a mental illness spread like a plague, but there is a support from the undead head on weekdays, and now the head is dead, as soon as the token is thrown out, the fuse is a little, and the disease erupts madly。

One person took the lead to the puddle, grabbed the token and put it in his arms, and the next disciple immediately approached him, stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of the token, and said loudly: "This is mine!"

The previous man looked at the latter one with vicious eyes, "Don't think!" Then he grabbed the token in his arms with both hands, and forcibly twisted his body, and the token came out of the man's hand with his strength, and quickly turned around and wanted to run, but turned around and faced a huge body. Please Baidu black じ岩じ pavilion,Thank you!

The black fat man pushed up the man with his chest, grabbed the corner of the token with one hand, and pushed it on the man's chest with the other hand, the black fat man had a lot of strength, the man didn't react at all, his body fell backwards into the sky, his palm slipped, and the token changed hands and reached the black fat man's hand.

And the black fat man had already discussed with the white fat man, and as soon as the token arrived, he immediately threw it out of the crowd: "Catch!"

The white fat man looked at the sky, stared at the token for a long time, put one hand into his arms, and quickly ran away, laughing wildly on his face, haha, I also have today, but I only care about the sky and my feet, I just took a step with my legs, hooked my foot on the stone, and fell to the ground with a snap, and it was also an ouch, the token came out of my hand, rolled over two meters in the snow, and was just picked up and ran by a thin man who came quickly.

However, it was like playing hide and seek, a person could not fight the crowd of people to chase and intercept him, and the person got the token in less than ten seconds, and was slapped out by another person who flew over, and the token changed hands several times, and was still flying around in the snow.

Zou Quan stood in the farthest place, looking at such a scene, he couldn't help but be angry, damn, this group of people, they are getting bolder and bolder, Lao Tzu has planned hard, is it possible that this thing will be snatched away by you.

And Tang Wu was slapped by Zou Quan, buried his face in the snow, vomited blood all over the ground, dyed the surrounding area blood-red, and had no strength to get up again.

Zou Quan glanced at Ke Jingteng with disgust, made a movement to wipe Ke Jingteng's neck, snorted coldly, and then rushed towards the crowd.

Ke Jingteng and Lin Miaoer stood far away, and they were also shocked, Ke Jingteng guessed that some people would grab this token, but he didn't expect that everyone was grabbing this token, at this moment Ke Jingteng felt that this sect was established very failed, there was no emotion, no rules, and no respect at all, a rat poop spoiled a pot of porridge, just remove this rat, but when the whole pot of porridge is rat, this pot of porridge is still necessary?

Lin Miao'er saw that her heart was seeping, these people looked at the token in their eyes is a blazing heat, they seemed to only have the token in their eyes, they were happy if they gained, and they were angry when they lost, the token flew up and down, the crowd was in disarray, fleeing left and right, and the burned down residence of the head of the house, as well as the body of the old man who was barely rescued, in this ice and snow, it seemed so lonely and helpless.

"They're all lunatics. Ke Jingteng shook his head and sighed.

"What should we do next?" Lin Miaoer hugged her shoulder, really panicked.

"It's messy enough, we don't get involved in this matter, let's go elsewhere to find out where Qing'er is. Ke Jingteng said.

Lin Miao'er nodded in agreement, and the two of them no longer looked at the chaotic scene, and turned around and walked towards the other houses of the Cold Ice Sect.

At this time, there were several screams from the crowd, which were extremely miserable.

Ke Jingteng, who had just turned around, heard this howl and couldn't help but look back: "What's the matter?"

It turned out that the war escalated again, at first it was just to grab the token, take it and run, and when a thin man grabbed a token, the white fat man who had been waiting for a long time next to him was furious, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he had an iron heart, he took out a machete from the scabbard and slashed at the man's arm.

There was no sound at all, the big knife was extremely sharp, and the thin man's forearm was cut off at the root, and the blood had not yet gushed out, and the white fat man copied the thin man's broken arm with one hand, grabbed the token, turned around and ran again.

And at this time, blood gushed out of the thin man's arteries, and then there was an extremely terrible scream!

This knife first made everyone bad, and finally ignited the killing intent in everyone's hearts.

The white fat man's strength is very weak, everyone's killing intent is surging, the white fat man is not invincible at all, and in the blink of an eye, the white fat man is hacked to death, and then the contradiction continues to escalate.

Swords face each other, as long as anyone gets the token, they can't escape the fate of being stabbed to death, but in just a few minutes, there are four or five more corpses on the vast snow.

The threat to life makes some people afraid, and some people begin to withdraw from the competition, which is still reasonable, and they can't put their lives into it for such a token, and some people are red-eyed, and they don't care about what tokens are not tokens, and they cut them when they see people, and the snatching of this token quickly became an outbreak of resentment.

"Zhang San, what did you do to me in the first place, haha, I didn't think there would be today!"

"Haha, Li Si, you came to get me, I did that thing, how about it?"

Such words of revenge, such words of provocation, allow the situation to quickly reach uncontrollable and terrible proportions.

And just when the crowd fell into a vicious battle, a figure fell from the sky and landed directly beside a man, at this time the man got the token, and was ecstatic, and found that the people around him had become fewer, and he was going to succeed. At this time, Zou Quan fell from the sky like a devil and fell behind the man, without saying a word, his hands became palms, and he poked into the man's vest, with great strength, his hands were directly inserted into the man's body, and then, to both sides, there was a sound of "tearing", and the man was torn into two pieces by Zou Quan!

Blood was sprinkled all over the sky, blood rained in the sky, and the blood mist stained Zou Quan's face, and at this time, his face was hideous, he picked up the token from the ground, looked around with cold eyes, and suddenly shouted wildly: "Come on, come and grab it!

Zou Quan wiped his face, his face was bloody, his eyes were fixed on the front, and his body began to tremble: "Come on! Your mother's grass is all here to rob it? Didn't you grab it quite happily just now?"

Obviously, the surrounding disciples were frightened by Zou Quan's move, it was too terrifying, they never found that Zou Quan's miscellaneous hair was so ruthless, tearing people, watching the snow turn into blood, and the corpse that was divided into two halves, everyone dared not move.

Whether it was fighting, chasing tokens, or retreating to the side early to watch the excitement, everyone stopped at the moment, stood in place, maintained the same movement when they saw this scene, and didn't dare to move, as if the blood was surging but suddenly poured a basin of ice water from head to foot, and the chill came to their faces, so thoroughly.

Zou Quan gasped violently, his eyes were still red, and he looked left and right: "Why, you don't move? Afraid of death? Don't want to be the head anymore?"

He questioned everyone around him, and seemed to be talking to himself: "Damn, they are all fucking cheap, they don't have the consciousness of being a slave, and they want to turn over, there is only one person in this sect who has the final say, that is me, that is Zou Quan!"

"Huh?" Zou Quan turned around and stood the token in front of him, "Look clearly, where is the token now, in whose hands, you have to understand, after the old Zamao dies, who should you listen to, now, you should be extremely clear in your hearts!"

Zou Quan's eyes were full of anger, as if these people's actions were extremely disobedient, and he felt that his identity had been insulted, and he was extremely embarrassed at the moment.

And looking at the atmosphere of the people around him, he didn't dare to breathe, he was even more proud, and his eyes slowly converged: "Okay, since you don't speak, it means that you don't object, you have to make such a fuss to be happy, then okay, from now on, I will be the head of the Cold Ice Sect, and you all have to listen to my ......"

Zou Quan turned around, but those people still didn't speak, and he finally put his emotions away and laughed: "Then I'll ask the last time, who else disagrees?"

No one spoke, they all knew that Zou Quan's strength was the highest at the moment, obviously no one wanted to follow in the footsteps of the person who was torn in half, Zou Quan nodded with satisfaction, and then smiled: "Very good, then, now the token belongs to me!"

As he spoke, Zou Quan kicked the token into his pocket.

And at this time, Zou Quan felt that the token in his hand was suddenly pulled by a force, and he was unstable in his grip, so he opened his shirt, and this strong attack came, Zou Quan didn't pay attention, and the jade pendant actually took off his hand.

Flying out into the air, Zou Quan was startled.

"Who's the mother?" Zou Quan scolded.

However, following the token to the other side, it was actually behind the crowd, and everyone was also surprised, who would dare to hit the token's idea.

Everyone dispersed, leaving a passage for Zou Quan to see the scene behind.

Wheelchair, Dou Biqing slowly pushed the wheelchair out of the snow, two wheels pressed out two ruts, on the wheelchair, the old man sat on it weakly, holding his shoulders, and a few strands of white silk flew in the wind.

And the token flew a long distance and fell into the hands of the old man, who was pushed and said, "I don't agree." ”