"Why?"

Zhaoming was almost crazy at this moment, he never thought that Niu Er would have a day in the united front with the Wu Clan, let alone that he would raise the long knife in his hand again for the sake of this Wu Clan.

The knife had slashed into his shoulder with an icy chill, making him completely desperate for Chigang, but it would never make him hate the Minotaur.

But at this moment, he hated it, hated the minotaur and hated the knife. He can't really kill the minotaur yet, so he can only vent his anger on this knife.

The anger of the immortal king, how terrible, the long knife directly shattered and turned into powder.

"Why?"

There was another low roar, and Zhao Ming never understood why he could have no hatred for the Minotaur back then, because he was not a truly generous person.

And at this moment, he suddenly understood. He was able to let go of his thoughts on that knife, not just because the minotaur had saved his life, but because the first time he heard the words of letting go of his hatred and unanimously confronting the Wu clan came from the mouth of the minotaur.

At that moment, he believed in him so much, even if something like that happened later, he firmly believed that the minotaur hated the witch clan and could stand on the same front as him.

But now it's different, this king who he once trusted so much stands on the opposite side of himself, the real opposite. He is not for his ambition, not for his brother, not for the demon clan, but for a witch clan.

Betrayal, complete betrayal, the kind of betrayal that burns Zhaoming inside. He seemed to have seen something extremely ugly, and he hated it, so disgusted that he wanted to destroy the Qiē in front of Miè's eyes, the witch woman, the minotaur, and even the entire island.

The weapon was destroyed, and the terrifying aura came like a stormy wave. For the first time, the Minotaur discovered that this former subordinate had become so powerful.

Don't say that you are unarmed, even if you have a treasure in your hand, the minotaur does not have the courage to fight the other party.

Unable to fight, he simply stopped fighting, and the minotaur protected the witch woman and kept retreating. shouted repeatedly: "No...... Don't do it, Zhaoming, don't do it, please, listen to me. ”

"Explain, how to explain!" Zhao Ming roared, "How can you raise the knife in your hand for the sake of the Wu Clan?"

"I didn't mean to!" The minotaur kept shaking his head: "I didn't help it, I ...... just now"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhaoming: "Involuntarily, involuntarily regard me as an enemy!"

"Your Majesty, you really disappointed me this time...... What a disappointment!"

"You killed her. If you kill her with your own hands, I will treat you as if nothing has happened, and you are still my respected king. ”

"Impossible!" the minotaur refused without hesitation, and his categorical appearance made Zhaoming even more angry.

"If you don't do it, then I'll do it myself!" Zhaoming snorted, took a big stride, and rushed directly to the minotaur.

Feel the breath of Zhaoming so closely. It was like the killing intent of the wild waves of the Hanhai Sea, especially the flames rising between the eyes. The witch woman was so frightened that she trembled like chaff, and she hated that she couldn't just fall into a coma. But looking at the broad arms in front of her, she gritted her teeth and held on.

A hand slowly raised, and the flames coalesced in the hand like a hurricane. The power of yin and yang Xuanhuo, even if there is only a trace of it. It is also enough to burn the female witch clan of this Da Luo Jin Immortal Realm to ashes, and there is nothing left.

Seeing that Zhaoming was about to make a move, the minotaur took a deep breath and suddenly knelt down with a "poof".

The sound of kneeling on the ground was like a thunderclap of drums. Zhaoming shuddered and stopped. At this moment, he suddenly felt a tall figure in his heart shatter like mercury pouring all over the ground.

"Why!"

I don't know how many times I've asked, but Zhaoming still can't help but ask.

The minotaur lowered his head and slammed on the ground: "Zhaoming, I beg you, you want to kill, I won't stop you, you kill me, let her go! ”

"I don't need to do this!" Zhaoming shouted in a deep voice, his face extremely ugly.

"But I need to repay the favor like this!" said the minotaur loudly, "Her life was saved by her, and I can't watch you kill her and ignore it." If you insist on killing, kill me...... Kill her again!"

"I'll kill her first, and then I'll talk to you!" Zhao Ming raised his hand, his true anger was like a rope, and he directly sucked the female witch clan into his hand.

"Zhaoming!" the minotaur knelt down and stepped forward, grabbing Zhaoming's feet: "Could it be that our demon clan and the witch clan can only kill each other, can't there be any other way out?"

"Are you stupid?" Zhao Ming couldn't help but scold loudly, he never thought that he would talk to the minotaur like this one day, but at this moment he really couldn't stand it.

"The dynasty of my demon clan is ruined in the hands of the Wu clan, and the children of my demon clan are persecuted by the Wu clan. You only know Tianji Ridge, you only know Chigang, but have you ever been to the Colosseum, have you ever seen the Demon Garden? That is the real hell. ”

"I didn't expect you to say such things to me one day, then have you ever thought that this woman behind you once used our kind of people as dolls in the Colosseum, and used our kind of people in the Demon Garden as a stepping stone for her to become stronger. ”

"No, I don't!" the witch woman kept shaking her head, "I don't like war either, but we don't have a choice." We Wu are war clans, we are destined to be warriors from birth, and fighting is a task given to us by the ancestral gods, and we can't refuse ......"

"Fart!" Zhao Ming roared, and his breath rushed, which immediately made the Wu woman angry.

The minotaur was in a hurry, and his hand also increased his strength, and he grabbed Zhaoming's ankle tightly: "Zhaoming, you are right, no one must fight, and our demon clan should not fight just for the sake of fighting." ”

Bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and onto his face, gathering like a stream.

At this moment, he was nervous and anxious, and thoughts kept flashing through his mind. It is impossible for him to win against Zhaoming, the difference in strength is too big, and there will be no miracle. The only thing he can do is to persuade Zhaoming to let go of the woman behind him.

"Zhaoming, the demon clan should not only have war, we should have a stable life, only that kind of life, can the demon clan be truly developed. If the Wu clan has always held the mentality that if he dies or we die, the final result will inevitably be the same end. ”

"Zhaoming, what I want to see is a truly powerful demon clan, not a demon clan with an empty appearance! We should try to bury the hatred in our hearts, and we should strive for the future, rather than clinging to the hatred of the past. ”

"Haha!haha!" Zhao Ming laughed loudly: "Is this the reason why you and this witch woman are here to marry me!

He had thought about these words not long ago, but how could he listen to them at this moment.

"If it's not my race, its heart will be different!" Zhao Ming shouted in a deep voice, and he had already begun to urge his true qi.

Feeling the terrifying aura, the minotaur was shocked, and in a panic, he shouted loudly: "If the demon clan and the witch clan can't be together, can it be that the demon clan and the immortal clan can be together?"

"What stupid things are you talking about!" Akira shouted angrily, and even involuntarily used Rin's divine technique.

Although it was only a faint storm of spiritual power, it was by no means something that ordinary Da Luo Jinxian could resist, but the Minotaur held on strangely, gritted his teeth, looked at Zhaoming's eyes, did not evade, and said loudly as if he had let go: "If it is not my race, its heart will be different, she is like this, what about the pear flower!"

The word pear blossom was like a thunderbolt, which made Zhaoming tremble, and the condensed breath suddenly dispersed.

"Pear Blossom is not a demon either, is it possible that you will kill her when you see her?" the minotaur asked loudly again.

Zhaoming took a deep breath and said word by word in his throat: "She is an immortal!"

"What about the Immortal Clan?" The Minotaur Demon was also completely out of his mind at this moment: "Can the Immortal Clan be fundamentally different? There is only so much in the world, if it is not the Wu Clan that is powerful now, then it should be the Immortal Clan who has a deep blood feud with us." ”

"Take a step back and say, if you really fulfill your wish and suppress the Wu Clan, making the Demon Clan powerful, then what about the next step?

"Why don't you ......" Zhaoming wanted to say "why can't" at the moment, but unfortunately the word "can't" couldn't be spoken.

If there is no Wu Clan, this battle that dominates the general trend of the world will inevitably occur between the Immortal Clan and the Demon Clan. There was no second possibility, and he knew this better than the Minotaur.

"If one day, the immortal clan and the demon clan are opposed, what should you do?

The minotaur asked aloud, Akira's expression making him feel as if he had grabbed a life-saving grass.

Zhaoming didn't tell too many people about Pear Blossom, only a few people in Shura knew. For that immortal woman, Shura didn't feel good, so he complained with Heipi in the Seven Heavens.

And just as Zhaoming has always respected the Minotaur, Heipi also has indescribable respect for this former king. Knowing that this king was in a lonely mood in the Seventh Heaven, he would often go to chat with him, and inadvertently, he told him about the pear blossom.

I didn't think it was like it back then, but I didn't expect that now going has become the key to saving my life.

And how...... Zhaoming listened to the Minotaur's question, and unconsciously felt inexplicably flustered in his heart. In fact, there is no need for the minotaur to ask like this, he has thought about this many times, but in the end, he subconsciously chose to ignore it.

Now, I don't know how to answer.

Hesitant and flustered, the force in his hand was much lighter.

"Zhaoming, forget it, I don't like to watch this kind of thing!"

Suddenly, someone persuaded him, and Zhaoming came back to his senses, only to find that he didn't know when, and Xue Yuhua had arrived at his side. (To be continued......)