how to kill a dragon

Chapter 99 The Warm Coffin

There was no running, no calling for help, no struggling, no cursing.

Because in the face of absolute power, all efforts are useless.

Ye Jia's clenched fist slowly loosened, and the palm was empty and painful, as if longing for the blade to be held, blood spattered three steps.

But he knew he had been caught by them.

Got caught again.

I don't know how many times this kind of thing has happened during this time.

The people behind him played with themselves like an ant.

Ye Jia turned around stiffly and slowly, in front of Dingzhou City, facing the direction behind him, with his back to Dingzhou City, knelt down, "I don't want to go to the city, I... I'm just hungry , I'm just hungry."

"I just want to go eat a bowl of noodles."

"It's just a bowl of noodles. I haven't eaten noodles for a long, long time."

There was a sound of wind passing by Ye Jia's ears, his eyelashes trembled slightly, he bent down on the ground, humbler than dust, and said in a low voice: "Please, kill me..."

"The villain doesn't know where I offended the two Dragon Kings, but... the adults don't remember the villain's mistakes, please show kindness to the villain, and give the villain a good time!"

Ye Jia didn't know why this happened.

He just went down the mountain to buy a book, when he met these two killing gods, they didn't kill him, they just tortured and played with him endlessly.

His teeth were pulled out, his internal organs were destroyed, his hair was burned, and he was beaten and tortured day and night.

Under the hood, under the pale skin of the leaf beetle, the bulging veins are particularly obvious.

There seemed to be living things surging in his blood vessels, and every pulse of the blood vessels had a strange tremor.

It was as if something was impatiently trying to break through the ground.

It was a drop of dragon's blood.

Ao Lu poured his own dragon's blood into Ye Jia's throat, so no matter where he went, this drop of dragon blood would react to Ao Lu, and he could easily find Ye Jia.

The same drop of dragon blood can also sense Ye Jia's own emotions. If he has any tendency to commit suicide, this drop of dragon blood will immediately rush into Ye Jia's alchemy house and turn the world upside down, making him never do anything again. strength.

No one answered Ye Jia's question, Ye Jia was sweating under the rising sun, he slowly raised his head and saw Ao Lu and Ao Ren standing in front of him, they didn't speak or move, they just looked at him.

A chill ran down his back like a snake, making him shiver uncontrollably.

"Why didn't you kill me?"

"Why me!"

Ye Jia murmured, his whole body was trembling, and his fingers on the ground unconsciously dug the soil into his palm, and between the nails, sweat and tears mixed together and dripped to the ground, melting into a puddle of mud, "Please!" You guys, kill me, I don't want to run anymore, kill me!"

Ao Lu walked forward unhurriedly, bent down, looked at Ye Jia who was kneeling on the ground with his head bowed, and leaned into his ear, and said softly, "You want to kill yourself? "

"Think beautifully."

Ye Jia suddenly lost his strength and collapsed on the ground, looking at the extraordinarily dazzling sun in the sky, listening to the joyful voices of the people in Dingzhou City behind him, covering his eyes, and crying with a smile, the laughter was empty, as if I saw the rest of my life without any light, and the days and nights of torment to come.

Sorrow turned into poisonous wine, flooded his throat with tears, and buried him in despair.

Sunlight made a warm coffin for the fallen leaf beetle.

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Surrounded by grass, in the dark and hidden cave, Wang Xiaotai sat cross-legged on the rough bluestone and looked inside at her body.

She has been very contented lately.

The number of believers in Jiuzhou has grown to nearly 50, and the power of faith from all over Jiuzhou is continuously transforming her flesh and veins day and night.

Not only does she have a little gold in her blood now, nor does her sweat turn into gold foil, which brings wealth luck, she can now try to change her wealth luck, turn golden wealth into black, and turn black wealth into black. gold.

She really enjoys the process of changing the fate of others.

She also likes the feeling of having power.

But these things can't be put on the table after all, so after Dacheng Village, she recommended Wang Fuyao to practice swordsmanship under the seat of senior brother Li Jiutuan in the old mother's palace, and also gave her a letter written by herself.

I don't know if the elder brother has noticed the abnormality in his small yard.

Concentrating on her thoughts, Wang Xiaotai closed her eyes in this nameless cave, and the world in front of her suddenly opened up in a thousand turns.

Spiritual thoughts spread along the golden power of faith.

She saw Xiaobao dancing around the fire in Dingzhou City, it was the Star Festival in Dingzhou.

She also saw thousands of believers bowing down to her god statue, and hundreds of millions of golden shimmering particles rising slowly from the top of people's heads. Wang Xiaotai's thoughts stopped, and she listened carefully to the prayers of those believers. With a slight movement of Nian, where Wang Xiaotai's thoughts passed, the double-pupil eyeball on the right hand of Fuyao Niang Niang blinked lightly at a very fast speed where no one noticed.

Wang Xiaotai turned the wealth of those believers who came to pray for wealth into a dull red.

As for the improvement of wealth luck, will other things definitely improve?
She is just the god of wealth, only sending money, regardless of other things.

Wang Xiaotai let out a little breath, opened her eyes, they were full of spirits, and shook her palm, feeling the power of faith constantly running in it, washing away the stagnated meridians, her muscles were strong, although she was still far away from becoming a god. It's a long distance, but I'm already very different from Wang Xiaotai before.

If you go back to Jinghe, when the Qiantang dragon comes, although you can't kill Qiantang, at least Wang Xiaotai can guarantee that you can leave Anding County with your parents and friends, leave Jinghe, and run far away.

It feels good to have power.

"Are you awake?" Changsheng handed a small box to Wang Xiaotai who opened his eyes, "This month's Xianrenzhi, I just got it, eat it while it's fresh."

Wang Xiaotai nodded, opened the box, picked up the thin piece of meat with her hands, stuffed it into her mouth and swallowed it whole without chewing.

"I think you've been sleeping better and better recently," Chang Sheng poured a glass of water for Wang Xiaotai, "You were snoring just now."

"Gods can also snore?" Wang Xiaotai raised her eyebrows, took the water glass, and drank it down.

Changsheng laughed, and stretched out his hand to wipe off the golden beads of sweat that slid off Wang Xiaotai's face, "You haven't become a god yet, why, if you become a god, you can't snore anymore?"

Wang Xiaotai also smiled, as if she really couldn't imagine the appearance of a god snoring, "I don't know why, I really slept very well recently."

In the past few years, she basically didn't sleep much. She had nightmares every night, was entangled in debts, and couldn't sleep at night. When she closed her eyes, she would see the bloody mess of Jinghe River eight hundred miles away.

But ever since she got off the old mother's palace in Lishan Mountain and embarked on this road of becoming a god with the power of faith, she was able to close her eyes and rest for a while at night. The warm and comfortable feeling was like returning to her mother's embrace when she was a child. Has a light, reassuring fragrance.

Wang Xiaotai felt the golden power of faith surging in her body, probably related to the power of faith?
The power of faith really made me feel at ease.

"But Xiaomo, you are really good. I have never seen anyone who can eat so much Xianrenzhi." Changsheng put away the empty box in amazement. This kind of box is specially made for Shengrenzhi. Guarantee the freshness of Xianrenzhi to the greatest extent.

A box of Xianrenzhi.

In Changsheng's storage ring, such empty boxes have piled up into a mountain in the storage ring.

"I heard that even the gods in the sky have asked who is consuming such a large amount of Xianrenzhi recently." Chang Sheng shrugged, "I don't know if it's true or not."

God of Tasting·············································································································…

There was no experience in the past, but now Wang Xiaotai knows that the so-called Xianrenzhi is Xianren meat.

Eat three hundred immortals every day... Maybe it's not an exaggeration.

I don't know what the background of this god of eating is, but he can spread the business of Xianrenzhi all over the land of Jiuzhou, and he can also openly create false gods without being rejected by heaven and earth.

Wang Xiaotai stretched out on the stone bed, no matter who he is, as long as he can help me, then he is the greatest benevolent god in the world.

　That is to say, I am going to the next point where I am more "satisfied" ╮(╯▽╰)╭

　　Changed the introduction, I don’t know if this introduction will be better, I really don’t know how to write such things ╮(╯▽╰)╭.

　　Thank you Liang Dazhuang, book friend 20170704091920999 for your monthly ticket support!

　　Thank you Liyue No. [-] Salted Fish for your reward and encouragement!
　　Thanks to Xu Yaowen for the new introduction hahaha, you are so talented!
　　
　
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