At the beginning, I was blackened by the decapitated body

Chapter 12 The world did not disappoint me!Tossed in a mass grave!

"Here is a spirit stone, whoever helps me bury him safely, this spirit crystal will belong to him!"

Tang Xingyun put on a sad look, looking at Xiao Yi who was already breathless.

A five-centimeter-sized, diamond-shaped white stone appeared in his hand, and he looked around and said slowly.

The junior practitioners in the training hall saw the spirit stone in Tang Xingyun's hands, each with a golden light in their eyes, they gathered in front of Tang Xingyun and shouted loudly: "I, I, I come, I come, Senior Tang! "

These people rushed in front of Tang Xingyun one after another, stretching out their hands and shouting frantically.

As for Xiao Yi's body, it was lying on the cold floor, being trampled on by those who flocked to Tang Xingyun and yelled frantically.

At this moment, no one paid any attention to the corpse lying on the ground.

As for Tang Xingyun, looking at the group of bumpkins around him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a trace of disdain appeared in his eyes.

This is the cultivator of the lower realm, just a piece of Lingshi.

This group of guys can start such a fight.

This scene, like a mad dog grabbing food, made Tang Xingyun very comfortable to watch.

He likes this superior feeling.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have volunteered to come to the lower realm to test these guys.

Although Xiao Yi died, he could see the excitement on the faces of these people.

In the cultivation hall, whether it was a cultivator or Tang Xingyun who was surrounded by practitioners, in his eyes, every one of these people looked so ugly.

Unfortunately, although he hated the world.

However, he can't do anything.Because he felt that he was imprisoned in his own body, unable to move at all.

Ever since he was stabbed to death by Tang Xingyun, he was able to see the world again.

It's just that the world in my eyes doesn't have a trace of color, it's all black and white.

Perhaps, this is the world after death, where there is only endless darkness and long loneliness.

"Rang Rang, Rang Rang, what are you guys doing?"

In the originally chaotic hall, there was a loud shout.

The people surrounding Tang Xingyun who were vying for the crystal in his hand were instantly attracted by the sudden burst of shouting.

This person appeared beside Xiao Yi, and instantly pushed away several practitioners who were stepping on Xiao Yi's body.

"Only you all want the spirit stone in the hands of senior Tang Xingshan. Do you think you are worthy?"

The rough and strong man looked around, although the people around him were very annoyed when they heard what the strong man said.

However, at this moment, it seems that no one dares to criticize this strong man.

"A bunch of rubbish, Senior Tang Xingyun said, whoever can help him bury this little brother well, just give him the spirit stone in his hand."

The brawny man said this, pointed at Xiao Yi, who was covered with footprints on his body, and smiled disdainfully: "You guys, you don't know how to respect this little brother's body, and you just want the spirit stone. Do you think that all of you This one, is it worthy of taking the spirit stone of senior Tang Xingyun, a person with such a high moral character and a compassionate heart?"

Tang Xingyun looked at the strong man who stood beside Xiao Yi's body and scolded these people, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a gleam of light.

This guy is interesting.

"Take it!"

Tang Xingyun looked at the strong man standing next to Xiao Yi's body, and threw the spirit stone in his hand directly to the strong man.

"Help me bury him well, after that, come here to find me!"

The strong man standing beside Xiao Yi's corpse caught the spirit stone Tang Xingyun threw to him, looked at the envious eyes around him, and bowed slightly to Tang Xingyun: "Junior Quanhui, thank you for the spirit stone that senior rewarded. Absolutely Live up to the expectations of the seniors, and I will definitely bury this little brother!"

"Very well, let's go!"

Tang Xingyun glanced at the crowd gathered around him, waved his hands, and returned to the testing room with an air of a master: "Continue to start the testing!"

"If it wasn't for Lingshi and making friends with Senior Tang, I would take care of you?"

Quan Hui was carrying a black bag, which contained Xiao Yi's body.

And Xiao Yi, the soul staying in the corpse, smiled coldly when he heard Quan Hui's words.

He just knew that the world did not disappoint him.

How could a well-meaning person whom he had never met suddenly appear, how could he feel at ease?

Like that hypocrite Tang Xingyun, no wonder Tang Xingyun told him to go back to him after burying him.

"Bah, what a mother's bad luck."

Quan Hui threw Xiao Yi, who was on his back, directly to the ground after walking out of the city.

After dragging for more than ten miles, Xiao Yi was poured out of the black bag.

With one kick, Xiao Yi's body was kicked into a deep pit full of bones.

Here is the mass grave outside the Tianqing Capital.

Inside, there are usually places where some mysterious disappearances or poor people are buried.

Quan Hui looked at Xiao Yi who was thrown into the mass grave by himself, and spit again.

Then he took out the spirit stone in his arms, with a smile on his face.

"One spirit stone, one opportunity, it's not a loss!"

Quan Hui looked at the spirit stone in his hand and laughed "haha".

"is it?"

At this moment, behind a big tree, came an extremely cold voice.

"Who is it, sneaky, come out to me! Have you never heard of my thunderbolt hand, Quan Hui's name?"

Quan Hui put the spirit stone in his arms in an instant, looked at the big tree behind him, and said vigilantly.

"sneaking?"

There was another voice from behind the big tree, and a big bald man with a bloody devilish aura slowly stood up.

"Demon cultivator?"

Quan Hui saw this big man covered in red demonic energy and with scarlet eyes, his legs were trembling constantly.

"Big, my lord, I'll give you the spirit stone, and I beg you to spare my life."

Quan Hui looked at the bald man who was slowly walking towards him, and knelt down with a "plop".

His head hit the ground so hard that his forehead was broken.

Blood flowed down his face slowly, and he kowtowed continuously.

"You are very smart, you didn't run away directly!"

The bald man walked up to Quan Hui's side and spoke softly.

His right hand slowly landed on the shoulder of Quan Hui, who was kneeling on the ground and trembling all over.

"My lord, please, please spare my little life!"

"Don't worry. You won't survive!"

The bald man was none other than Wan Zhihui who brought Xiao Yi to the training hall for testing.

After Wan Zhihui finished saying don't worry, Quan Hui, who was kneeling on the ground, opened his eyes wide.

The pupils are full of fear and pain.

After you couldn't survive, Quan Hui, who was put on his shoulder by his palm, turned into a mummy in less than two breaths.

"It's a pity, the divine body and I just missed it."

Wan Zhihui stood in the mass grave, looking at Xiao Yi's body, his eyes were full of disappointment.

And Quan Hui, who was kneeling on the ground and turned into a mummy, fell down slowly.

　In the next chapter, the protagonist is resurrected.

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