"...You look scared of what I say, haha, let me guess what\'s going on." In the airless murderous intention and sword intention, the man avoided the attack to cut off his head , Evil said in the voice that everyone can hear: "Because he lost his memory? Haha, I know the power of the elixir no more. You sacrificed him by blood and the drugs of the year, and also controlled him. , Otherwise how could the person who hated you in the past show such a submissive expression to you?"

What manipulation? Why do you hate it? Are we not supporting the brothers who grew up?

Wang Xiaoma looked awkwardly at the side.

But Wen Feng\'s indifferent attack didn\'t even reveal a superfluous expression.

Seeing him like this, the man endured the severe pain from his whole body, the soft sword in his hand became more and more dense, and the blade of Liao Yuejian was wrapped around it. finger!

"Hahaha! It\'s a pitiful ghost to smell the wind! It\'s a pity that the medicine that should belong to your favorite brother was stolen by me! You want to come back, okay! Kill me and take my heart out to you Can get the other half of the medicine!"

"But... if I kill you, I can go back from what I didn\'t look like."

"You need my heart to revive your brother completely, and I need the rest of your heart to make me normal again."

The two who are fighting each other again stand aside.

Because both of them have the ability to heal quickly, it can only be seen from the damage of their clothes that both of them actually hurt each other. The men\'s clothes are ragged and wounded, and the sleeve of the right arm of the clothes that has smelled the wind has been already The skin is exposed, as well as the waist and shoulders.

"The wind is exhausted!" Wang Xiaomei took out his dagger anxiously.

"Don\'t worry." Wen Feng narrowed her eyes to appease, then turned to look at the man with a stiff face and said, "You can\'t beat the deity, Yan Chun, you are here to die!"

"Haha, you think too much. When you smelled the wind, you tricked me into giving me an elixir. How many sins did I suffer in this millennium before I found a way to live with the mighty power of the elixir? A monster who is not a ghost?"

"Uh, uh, you finally remembered my name." Yan Chun sneered at the face of his non-human and ghost. "You\'re so cold to your\'married couple\', oh~ you didn\'t tell your brother that we were Does it matter?"

"..."

Wang Xiaoma\'s eyes widened: "What couple?! What?"

He looked at the middle-aged man named Yan Chun, the square face, the stiff expression like a corpse, the wrinkles all over the years, the **** mustache residue...

"Brother, listen to my explanation, I..." Wen Feng hurriedly turned back to explain.

But Wang Xiaozai did not have the jealousy and resentment he had imagined, or even disappointed in him, but said in a tone that was hard to express with extreme disgust:

"Wow~ you taste so heavy..."

Even the lively mentor and apprentice duo showed the same expression.

"Huh~"

"Vomit~"

All the news: "..."

Wen Feng kept silent for a while, then looked up at Yan Chun with a huge killer in his eyes, and shouted in a tone that could be called angry.

"The deity killed you!"

After all, the two were entangled again.

This time the sword was stronger, and the man would soon be unable to withstand it.

Sister Lei also secretly communicated with Ronaldinho when the two struggled.

details as follows:

"Wow! Liao Yuejian-Liao Yuejian -! lying trough! enlightened! open enlightened!

"Master, calm down! Don\'t just look at the sword, look at what the big dumplings do, don\'t look at it, run!"

"No! If you want to go by yourself, the old lady must touch an enlightened little face~~~ Hey, I want to touch!"

"...Master, our life is almost gone, while we are fighting now..."

"Yes, yes! While they are fighting now, we hurried to the back. The dumplings in that coffin had a clean air on them. I don\'t think he was absolutely perverted by those two people! Let\'s touch them quickly!"

"My mother-in-law\'s death also died on enlightened body!"

"..."

If you want to say that people seem to be bullying, just say so.

Ronaldinho was speechless and looked at the sky: Alas, my master was really saved when he met the magic weapon.

On the other side, everything looks settled.

Yan Chun fell to the ground with a Liao Yuejian stuck in his chest. A little red came out of his mouth. The soft sword in his hand was also cut off, but he looked like a terrible look like he could not feel the pain and death approaching. He stared at him with cold eyes.

He stretched out his hand to touch something, but because he was nailed to the ground, and the man on his head showed no mercy, the hand fell down again.

"Oh, hehehe."

"Break the wind, when I was young, I was instructed to look for the elixir, but you cheated me for your brother and gave me the right to stay in your mansion... There are too many people who adore you for your madness, I thought I became special The one who feels that it is the best way to defy your will to your side, I thought I succeeded."

"However, you changed your hands and gave the medicine you got from me to your brother... He was wounded following you and couldn\'t survive. I know the truth hates to die. Who knows that after that day, he is still dead..."

"Cough cough cough!"

He vomited and bleeds, coughing violently, and his heart was the biggest lifeblood of the group of people who had taken the Elixir. When he was injured at the dead point, his power had long been gone.

He caught his head.

"What beautiful eyes, high above the eyes like ants." Yan Chun smiled: "But I don\'t want to be ants, I want to be like your brother who can stand beside you."

"...When he died, I learned that he was happy when he gave you the Elixir. He must want to punish you. After all, you not only imprisoned him but also killed all the people he cares most about."

"When I watched you lose your sense of self-harm, I was heartbroken and happy!"

"You also tasted the pain you couldn\'t love! You are humbler than me in front of him!"

He laughed arrogantly, and Wenfeng had already squatted down, pulling the hilt to throw away his chest, Hu Chun\'s throat made a puffed voice, but still said a thousand years of obsession with his voice that had changed And madness...

"...Later, you found a way to save the body and the old man, and then you still haven\'t changed. Your daily vision, your heart, and all your feelings were put on the resurrection of your brother."

"But I heard... Hahaha! I heard! The old man\'s words"

[The old man said that corpses without souls cannot be trained to be quiescent and stiff, and will become rotten if they become walking dead. It is okay to keep them as corpses and not to rot, but the corpse beads can only maintain the appearance on the surface. Once you leave... Even if the tree of God really calls back his soul and stabilizes it in the body, fortunately he can wake up but can not move. Unfortunately, this body will make the corpse beads and soul become a gray... 】

[How to make the body "live"? 】

[Need a blind medicine. 】

【You said. 】

【Yes……】

"It\'s your heart!" Hu Chun held the wrist that Wen Feng was about to pull out his heart with his last strength, and his eyes were cracking. "That\'s actually half of your heart that was going to take the fairy pill! Dare to believe! You dare to give it!"

"How is he good?! Why can you do this for him! Why!"

"Hahaha, but what if you gave it, I haven\'t stolen half of the medicine. After taking those medicines, I became a half-dead, a monster that is not a ghost! I was buried in the soil as a corpse. , I lost my former face then I swear, I want you and your brother to die!"

"You refuse to love me, then I will not let others get it!"

"You said how could I make you so simple? I have been looking for you for so many years and I just want to see you-you lose your love once again!"

Wen Feng frowned, just throwing Hu Chun\'s hand away, and when he was about to take his heart, Hu Chun suddenly shouted somewhere: "What are you waiting for! Kill them! Kill them!" "

Two huge sounds came out of the air!

Wen Feng\'s eyes widened and slammed back, shouting behind Hu Chun\'s smug grin, "Brother--"

A minute ago.

Wang Xiaoma held an enlightened mind echoing what Yan Chun said. The story revealed in his mouth was completely different from what Wen Feng said.

The head... hurts.

Wang Xiaoma shook his head and shook it, it didn\'t matter, he suddenly found that there were two more sneaky people behind him.

This time, they were just right!

"What are you doing!" Wang Xiao\'s milk dog shuddered and clenched enlightenedly, pointing at the gang of tomb thieves, and could not help shouting loudly: "Old attackers are stealing home!"

But the other side of the wind did nothing to deal with that Yan Chun\'s obvious doppelganger. Wang Xiaodai immediately summoned his ambition and daggered with a dagger, trying to frighten them with the expression and tone of the rogue in the movie.

"Don\'t come here! Otherwise, I will treat you rudely!"

Qing Jun\'s white and tender face, coupled with a tedious costume can not block the milk gas.

Ronaldinho: "..." is not only not afraid, but also wants to laugh.

Sister Lei went even further, her eyes staring straight at the dagger dangling, almost out of water.

"Hey hey~little~~give me a touch~~~" she rushed over with a big knife while talking!

Wang Xiaoma: "..."

...Little Wenzi! There are hooligans! Ya Li Butterfly——!

At this time, two gunshots sounded behind him, and the sound of the explosion was amplified in this circular space countless times like a thunder.

At the same time, the wind behind him suddenly made a desperate cry!

"Brother--"

That wailing, which seemed to be bloody, before that, Wang Xiaozai had never thought of indifference and arrogance. Even if the smile had a kind of piercing smell, the wind could make such a trembling and desperate voice...

Wang Xiao looked back staring blankly.

Someone pinched off this period of time, so those sounds subsided, the bullets in the air, the expression of the wind.

Sister Lei, who was closest to him, changed her face slightly, and she quickly rushed up and raised her long knife to Wang Xiaoma\'s forehead.

"boom!"

"puff!"

A bullet that shattered his head was embedded in the knife Lei blocked against his forehead, and a penetrating his chest left an irregular hole in it.

The huge impact made him stagger back twice and was supported by the people behind him.

The pinched time was put back again, and the red blood seemed to react suddenly, rushing out the crowded and noisy grunt along the exit of his chest, and the pain could not wait to follow.

He fell in the arms of the people behind him, who was shouting something, he could not hear clearly, his ears were ringing.

The moment when Wang Xiaomei closed his eyes, he seemed to be dragged into his arms by someone crazy and roared.

"no no----!"

"Don\'t—brother————!"

[The author has something to say: two more.

It may continue tomorrow and catch the insects later.

Refill, no abuse, turning point.

@江道喻帅哥: Jiang Dao Yu handsome guy gave "I and the old attacking sleeping coffin" trilobite x1.

@爱吃肉的兔子: The meat-loving rabbit gave Nautilus x1 to "My Sleeping Coffin".

@弥猫抱深巷: Mi cat hugs the deep alley to the trilobite x1 of "The Sleeping Coffin of Me and the Old Attack". 】