Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 1850 Malice
Jiang Hualang didn't expect that one day he would foolishly believe that the threat from the enemy was unreliable at first glance.

During the chaotic battle on Fuyun Island that year, the guy who claimed to be his blood relative failed to make him succumb, and the existences that were powerful enough to dominate his destiny when he went out to perform missions also failed to make him succumb. Even the threat of death was sternly resisted by him.

He never accepts threats, not even death.

The direct descendant of Tanlang Mace Xingwu has never been a soft bone, and the blood circulating in his body does not allow him to live as a weak person.

Therefore, what Jiang Hualang hated most in his life was threats.

But today, in such a bloody, cruel, absurd but cruelly real situation, he actually began to have a little expectation for the other party's threatening words that he didn't know the truth of.

Maybe... Maybe the other party will really let Ning Xia go?

Even though he knew that the other party might just be talking, Lang Wu was still motivated by it.

"Brother Qingyuan!" "Brother!" "Uncle, don't..."

Almost at the moment when he finished speaking, several voices came out to stop him, all disapproving.Disagreeing, it is obvious that he has stepped into a trap that is obviously playing tricks on people.

how is this possible?They are young but not fools.

They also want to save Fufeng, but not in this way - such an obviously irrational way.It would be meaningless to really die because of this!

Besides... Even if I feel sorry for Fufeng, but for them, Lang Wucai is a closer existence to them, they are their senior brothers and teachers, and they are an existence that is difficult to part with.

And they seemed to have vaguely anticipated what the other party wanted to do, and they didn't want Lang Wu to do anything irrational.I always feel... If Lang Wu really takes that step according to the steps drawn by the opponent, the final situation will definitely be extremely tragic.Anyway, it will not be the ending they are willing to see or can bear.

"Brother, don't believe him, just die! We're going to be killed anyway." "It's not bad for us brothers and sisters to be companions in Huangquan!" What, then I will definitely pester you every day..." "Yes... yes..."

There are more than a dozen people, young and vigorous, and a sentence of you and me can actually form a scene of boiling people's voices.Their faces are still immature, but they are full of fearlessness and firmness that even many senior monks don't have. Even though their faces are pale, they refuse to fall into power. It seems that it doesn't matter if they die like this in the next moment.

The other party glanced at the rest of the people with interest, and told Lang Wuyue to get more tense, and he had already prepared for the worst.Unexpectedly, the other party seemed to have no interest in dealing with the tender young man, so he immediately moved his eyes away, and once again focused on the older man...or Jiang Hualang.

His goal was Jiang Hualang from beginning to end.

Glancing at the dying Ningxia, his anger suddenly became restless, but he quickly put himself in order. He looked at Jiang Yan frankly, and asked seriously: "I don't know what you want me to do? What do you want me to do? What do you want to see?"

Their situation is so miserable, but for the other party, it is just a game, maybe it is a game that can interest him.

However, before the game even started, their companions had already been pushed to the edge of the underworld by the opponent.Now they have to ask the other party to formulate a rule, and then make a game plot that satisfies the other party.How ridiculous and sad is this?
What does the other party want?But it's just fun.What does he want to see?It's just the appearance of their miserable situation and moaning.

Since he wants to see it, let the other party see it.He will naturally cooperate well...

Facing the cold eyes of the other party, he felt calmer than ever, his mind was empty, and he didn't think about anything for a while.

Jiang Yan looked at Lang Wu with more interest: "I thought there was only one exception...another interesting person. You small families are quite good at raising people." He sneered.

It was obviously a compliment, but he immediately fell on Lang Wu with such malicious eyes, as if he was judging the meat on the chopping board, as if he was also thinking about where to start.

"But what I hate the most in my life is a person like you... who values ​​affection." He seemed to be trapped in some very bad memory, and the light in the depths of his eyes dimmed immediately, and then he fell into a rut from the depths of his eyes. What burst out from everywhere was a strong evil spirit and a distorted killing intent.

"That person..." He seemed to have fallen into some distant and unreachable illusion and dream: "It's the same as you—"

There was no beginning or end to the words, but Lang Wu understood them strangely.

What the other party meant was that he had met such a loving person before.Of course, Wolf Five doesn't think the other party's affectionate person is the same.

"But I cut open his hands, legs, waist, and even heart, and guess what I found?" His voice suddenly became sharp, with extremely thick malice, and that kind of strong malice was just listening to it. Very uncomfortable and chills.

"His blood is black, and his heart... is also black." The other party seemed to have thought of something and laughed happily. The whole person seemed to be crazy, and dragged everyone's hearts down a little bit.

"Then fellow daoist, may I ask someone to watch it again?"

A huge chill enveloped Jiang Hualang, immobilizing him instantly.

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This damn pervert!Nearly strangled her!
Ningxia's whole body hurts now, especially her neck. Up to now, she can still feel the hand stuck on her neck, which is icy cold, as if a giant python is wrapped around her neck, and she will never get rid of it.

In fact, he almost died just now.Jiang Yan didn't have the strength to control, she was merciless, if it wasn't for her long breath and solid foundation, she would have become a very sad and strangled monk at this moment.

However, Ningxia is still a lucky person who has survived for so many years.Over the years, he had a lot of little experience in survival, and it finally came in handy, so he barely survived.

But she also knows that all this is far from over...

Although the other party is a little more relaxed now, she knows that the crisis has not yet been touched.The other party could apply more force to break her little neck at any time, without any effort at all.

The only thing she can do now is to play dead and...wait!
Ahhh, why is it still not good? !When will it last?
Ningxia has no doubts, maybe they will all be dead by the end of the day.

So maybe it really is life.

So she's betting now, betting on whether her friends understand her, betting on whether her enemies cooperate enough, betting on this day...whether they can help her!
(End of this chapter)