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Chapter 802 Difficult to live forever (12)

This obvious repulsion and hostility made Jing Shijialan's gaze even colder. He tried his best to calm down and said:
"Tianxuan Temple, it bears the mandate of heaven. All the people in the world worship gods.

The four seas are the four seas of the temple, and the peoples are the peoples of the temple, and the Hall of Death and Life is no exception.

What's wrong with the deity coming here? "

After finishing talking about Jing Shijialan, he stopped talking nonsense with Wanyan, and went straight to the topic:

"You and I are about to get married, so we must enter the palace to learn wedding etiquette in advance."

Jing Shijialan raised the curtain of the cloak with one hand, and the palm of his palm just fell on the hilt of the saber at his waist.

He looked at Wanyan coldly, and said:

"Are you going by yourself, or shall I ask you to go?"

Jing Shijialan bit the word "please" very hard.

There is not a single word in Jing Shijialan's words that is coercive, but in the words and expressions, there is a sense of threat.

Wanyan sneered, and simply sat down on the edge of the bed, with her legs folded together, her hands propped on her sides, she leaned back lazily, with her head raised and her chin facing Jing Shijialan, not to mention Presumptuous and casual.

"What? Our most honored Supreme Being is actually interested in a married woman? How exciting?"

Wanyan's extremely mocking attitude and the words "married woman" directly detonated Jing Shijialan.

Jing Shijialan immediately pulled out the sword with a "shua", and the sword pointed directly at Wanyan's face.

Jing Shijialan's face was still bone-chillingly cold, but his voice was trembling with anger, and he asked word by word:
"Xuan Wanyan, don't give a toast and refuse to eat fine wine. If you want to see the uninhabited land in the northwest really become an uninhabited land, you can act like this. I will wash the Hall of Death and Life with blood today."

If someone else said this, Wanyan would have laughed out loud, saying that she really doesn't know how high the world is.

However, it was Jing Shijialan who said this, or the mad Jing Shijialan, so Wanyan couldn't help but not believe it.

But Wanyan didn't have the slightest fear, but the smile on her face turned cold.

She put down her crossed legs, stood up slowly, held Jing Shijialan's sword, and walked to Jing Shijialan step by step.

Even though Wanyan is a head shorter than Jing Shijialan, and even a foot away from Wanyan's forehead is the edge of Jingshijialan's cold sword, but Wanyan's aura is not at all inferior when she holds her head up.

Wanyan originally had a flower-like face, but when her face was overcast, it was like a frosted rose.

Gorgeous to the bone, cold to the soul, breathtaking.

Wanyan looked directly into Jing Shijialan's eyes fearlessly, her eyes were so straightforward, as if she wanted to suck all the soul that Jing Shijialan had lost, and said:
"Jing Shijialan, don't you want me to learn the etiquette of Tianxuan Hall? Then I will teach you the rules of the Hall of Death and Life first.

That is, in the Northwest No Man's Land, there is no one worthy to speak of life and death except me. "

When Wanyan said this, not only was there a coldness in her eyes, but she was really murderous.

This murderous intention defeated Jing Shijialan's last line of patience and defense.

The madness of normal people is screaming, collapse, madness, and sickness.

But when a real lunatic goes crazy, it is the ultimate rationality, which transcends the secular, human, and emotional rationality.

Jing Shijialan looked straight into Wanyan's eyes, all the anger, resentment, heartache, and viciousness faded away, and there were only a pair of deep black pupils, drowning all emotions. .

Jing Shijialan's sword was put down, the tip of the sword was touching the ground, his palms were folded on the hilt, his jaw was closed, he looked up at Wanyan, and asked:

"Xuan Wanyan, do you really think that I won't kill you?"

"Don't believe it?" Wanyan sneered.

This question precisely ignited Wanyan, and for a moment she gushed out the anger that she had concealed with jokes, and said viciously:
"Why don't I believe it?

At the beginning, Jing Shimaha cut off my mother's limbs, killed my mother twice, and the second time my mother was wiped out in my arms, didn't I know?
Jing Shijialan, what is the difference between you and Jing Shimaha?

If I really naively thought that you would not kill me, I am afraid that if I am reincarnated now, I will go two ways in reincarnation, right?

How about Shakyamuni, my great Supreme Being, where are you going to start?

My limbs, my spine, or my life? "

(End of this chapter)