The best waste god

After a long time, Nangong Haotian slowly opened his eyes, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to normal. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the surroundings were pitch black, neither the night sky nor the stars could be seen.

But the cool breeze blows, the air is fresh, and the back lying on the back is very flat in the coolness, obviously lying on the flat stone ground.

At this moment, Nangong Haotian was wearing a white dress, with a healthy wheat complexion, a straight nose bridge, slightly pursed lips, two thick sword eyebrows, like two flying swords coming out of the body, flying obliquely Upward, slightly into the temples, a pair of breathtaking star eyes, shining with spirit.

Compared to before, now Nangong Haotian's feeling of weakness is gone, replaced by firm eyes and unyielding soul, that night will be an unforgettable time in his life.

Nangong Haotian slowly got up, looked around, but saw nothing, all kinds of pictures were still intertwined in front of his eyes, and the endless darkness made him a little scared.

"Is this hell? Damn it, it's really dark!" Nangong Haotian muttered to himself.

He patted his body, but the imaginary image of the arm passing through his body did not appear, Nangong Haotian laughed at himself slightly, "Maybe I thought too much, there are [-] floors in hell, and each layer is full of various tortures, but There seems to be no other threat here except endless darkness!"

Thinking of this, Nangong Haotian slapped himself on the face with a "hu" in order to verify his thoughts, "Ouch!" With Nangong Haotian's wailing, his face became a little red and swollen.

Nangong Haotian never thought that his slap would be so heavy, it made his face hurt,

"Pain... Pain... Damn, this is pain, hey, it's really pain!" Nangong Haotian was a little lost, "Didn't I die? Damn, can you feel pain even after death? Don't want people to live..."

Nangong Haotian was puzzled, and touched his cheek again. The burning pain still persisted. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he immediately thought of a possibility, "Could it be that I'm not dead?!"

Immediately after thinking for a while, he shook his head again, "Impossible, how could Shangguan Mie let me go so kindly? I bit off his ear, and it's too late for him to kill me!"

After thinking for a long time, Nangong Haotian had no choice but to give up in order to understand, "Whether he is dead or not, I must find this Shangguan Mie and rescue my mother Li Yunji."

"Li Yunji is my last relative in this world, and it is also the one thing that the original Nangong Haotian asked me to do, how can I not do it!" Nangong Haotian's eyes flashed firmness, he has already made a decision , A man, a man, once a word is said, it is hard to follow!

"Shangguan Mie, you cheating bastard, as long as I, Nangong Haotian, live for a day, I will never let you cheat, your death will not be far away!" Nangong Haotian roared up to the sky.

After the anger in his heart was vented with the power of this roar, Nangong Haotian suddenly sat down on the ground, his eyes were already wet with tears or sweat.

Slowly he recalled everything that happened after the death of his father Nangong Shuangjie. In his previous life, he had no father and no mother. In this life, he just felt the love of his mother and uncle, and soon he lost his relative again. Uncle Nangong was killed by Shangguan Mie. Xu Fu was brutally executed by Ling Chi, and his mother's whereabouts are unknown now. The more I think about Nangong Haotian, the sadder I feel, the more lonely I am, and I can't help crying.

The man's tears, rolling like blood, must be repaid with blood!

Suddenly, Nangong Haotian sat up suddenly, "It seems that he died in the end... No, I saw one... one..." Before he fainted... Nangong Haotian thought carefully, "It seems that there is a black Shadow appeared beside me and saved me!"

"And..." Nangong Haotian recalled slowly, "It seems that a long time later, in the dimness, he also saw him throw the treasured knife left by his father Nangong Shuangjie into Zhesha Yutan... Is it a dream?! Am I really not dead?!" Nangong Haotian asked himself.