Cynical Master of the City

Looking at Li Miao's corpse-like body, Nan Gongju twitched her lips. 【@】

Said: "It's so handsome, it's a pity that I was sucked to death just like that, but I don't like dead people's chrysanthemums, haha."

Afterwards, Nangong Ju stomped heavily on Li Miao's chest, causing the unconscious Li Miao to spurt out a mouthful of blood, and then passed out.

Nangongju did this to cut grass and roots, he knew that Li Miao had been sucked up by himself and would definitely die, so he added another kick just in case, which shows how wretched he is.

Stepping over Li Miao's chest, Nangong Ju let out a soft drink and walked away.

Zhu Hao, who watched this grand occasion from a distance, was obviously very excited. He saw Li Miao being killed for a moment with his own eyes and binoculars, and he was so excited that he bought two bottles of iced Coke in advance and waited. The arrival of Nangong Ju.

When Nangongju walked towards him gracefully, Zhu Hao was so excited that he rushed all the way to Nangongju.

"Brother Ju, Brother Ju, you are so handsome, so handsome, so awesome, come on, drink Coke quickly." Zhu Hao handed over a bottle of Coke excitedly.

"It's a trivial matter, killing him is easier than killing an ant, so you don't have to flatter me, but I don't drink this coke." Nangongju shook her head, and the coke bottle in her hand instantly showed a perfect expression. The parabola flew into the distance.

"Brother Ju, you don't like to drink Coke?" Zhu Hao said with a puzzled expression.

"Drinking Coke kills you. Jing? Don't you know?" Nan Gongju looked at Zhu Hao like a fool.

"Hey, Brother Ju, it's all rumored on the Internet. I drink it every day and don't see it. There are still a lot of them." Zhu Hao said confidently.

"Your sister, if you have time to go to the hospital for an examination, maybe the survival rate is zero, haha." Nangongju smiled obscenely.

next to the villa.

Li Miao had completely lost consciousness, and his limbs gradually became stiff. As his pupils got bigger and bigger, Li Miao's breathing sound seemed to have disappeared, and a smile seemed to rise from the corner of his mouth. Greeting death with a smile.

"Where am I?" Li Miao's seemingly silent mind suddenly rang out such a sentence.

"You're dead." A gloomy voice, but Li Miao was very familiar with this voice.

"What? I'm dead?" Li Miao was puzzled by the voice.

"That's right, you are indeed dead, otherwise why would you have forgotten about me." Patriarch Shengfa said helplessly.

"Patriarch?" Li Miao said uncertainly, because his mind was so fuzzy, as if he was drifting.

"It's not bad, you can still think of me, hey, let you make trouble with a little ability, how about it, let people in the cultivation world abuse you, hey, you can't teach a child." Patriarch Sheng Fa sighed.

"I, am I really dead? Why am I so tired and I can't move my body, are you sure I'm not dreaming?" Li Miao used his fuzzy head to think about what to say.

"To be precise, you are just a soul now, because your body no longer has all the energy to sustain life." Master Shengfa said to the point.

"I, I just remember being attracted by someone, and then I started to go into a trance, and my head hurts." Li Miao couldn't help having a headache when he thought of what happened just now.

"That guy is a crooked sect in the cultivation world. As early as in the ancient times, I ordered my disciples to exterminate it. Who knows that after so many years, this terrible sect has not only revived, but it has grown so strong, which is amazing." Grandmaster Shengfa said with a sigh.

"Patriarch, I don't want to listen to your nonsense, save me, save me, I don't want to die so soon." Li Miao's thoughts told him that he had to wake up, he couldn't die so innocently, There are still so many women waiting to be played by me, so many women who have not been played by myself, and have not been played by me personally, and they just died like this, it is too much for heaven.

"There is no cure." The words of Patriarch Sheng Fa were resolute and powerful.

"I, Patriarch, aren't you omnipotent, you, you liar." Li Miao was also furious, and now his thinking seemed a little clearer than before.

"It's said that you can't be taught, but you still can't be taught. You have completely forgotten the physique of the brown underworld pill that was explained to you in the past." The tone of Patriarch Shengfa was extremely disappointed.

"What? Brown Underworld Pill? Patriarch, what do you mean, I can still be saved?" Li Miao said excitedly.

"Nonsense, since you have taken the Brown Underworld Pill, it is equivalent to having an immortal body. Your current situation is temporary. Don't you feel that you have become less headache now? There is a process of recovery, so there is no rush." Master Shengfa gave Li Miao another reassurance.

Li Miao was so happy mentally, he really thought he was going to die now, but he didn't expect that Patriarch Shengfa had just joked with him just now, which almost scared him out of confidence.

"Patriarch, Patriarch, I'm so happy, can my strength be restored?" Li Miao said brazenly.

"Saving your life is already your greatest luck, what strength do you need, shameless!" Patriarch Shengfa scolded.

"I, I." Li Miao was obviously choked. He was certainly happy to be alive, but he would be somewhat disappointed if he lost his strength.

"You have a physique that defies the sky, so it's not difficult to cultivate again. Don't tell me you'll be happy after you die?" Patriarch Sheng Fa's words were also tinged with thorns.

"Hey." Li Miao sighed, but suddenly found that the voice of Shengfa Patriarch was no longer in his ears.

Li Miao thought that it must be because Patriarch Shengfa knew that he was fine, so he would not bother him, so his hanging heart was relieved.

Slowly, Li Miao felt that this long dream was gradually coming to an end. "Li Miao's corpse" also became a little rosy from the pale body just now. As time went by, Li Miao's paused heartbeat and breathing also gradually recovered. Well, this nightmare is coming to an end.

Finally, Li Miao in the dream was pulled from the dream to reality by a violent cough, as if awakened suddenly from a deep sleep in the middle of the night.

"It hurts, it hurts." Li Miao couldn't help but said while clutching his chest, and the expression on his face was a little distorted.

Lifting off the tattered top, Li Miao was pleasantly surprised to find that the five scratches scratched by Nangong Ju just now had miraculously healed, as if he had not received any injuries. Except for some dull pain in his chest, there was nothing serious about it.

"Is my strength really gone?" Li Miao's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly got lucky.

But he was really disappointed. As soon as he got his mind, he knew that he had become a mortal, because he had never felt that empty and illusory feeling.