God Killer

() The recent updates are relatively late. Please forgive me. As the year approaches, there are many things to do, but I dare not slack off three times a day!

On the last day of 13, Sansheng wishes everyone to get rich in 14!

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The fat-headed old king obviously had a monstrous hatred for the annihilation warriors who had killed many of his brothers and companions.

When Zheng Xian heard the words, the light in his slender eyes flashed slightly, and Zheng Xian, who was confused by the friendship in the Four Phases Gate, suddenly came to his senses.Maybe the cultivator of Sixiangmen is sincere to him, but this sincerity corresponds to Zheng Niu, not Zheng Xian!

After all, there is already a deep blood feud between him and Sixiangmen, which cannot be washed away!

Especially after seeing the kind of mutual love among the disciples of Sixiangmen, Zheng Xian became more aware of how serious the enmity between him and Sixiangmen was. In the bone marrow, deep into the soul of the entire Sixiangmen disciples!

Just like the pain that Tong Nai's death brought to Zheng Xian's bone marrow.

After Zheng Xian understood this key point, he knew that no matter how close the disciples of the Four Phases Sect were to him, Zheng Xian would never be soft-hearted and would put all emotions behind him.

If it is impossible for Sixiangmen to know Zheng Xian's true face, then Zheng Xian is very willing to keep in touch with these Sixiangmen's disciples, and we will never see each other again!

But if these Sixiangmen disciples find a way to find out Zheng Xian's identity, Zheng Xian must find a way to destroy the Sixiangmen with thunder. Zheng Xian is no longer a naive child. His hatred must be understood with blood, either his Zheng Xian's blood, or the blood of Sixiangmen's disciples!

Zheng Xian doesn't want to die yet!

Zheng Xian withdrew all his emotions and discarded all his burdens. At this time, Zheng Xian only had cold eyes.

If it is possible, Zheng Xian really hopes that he can stay in such a group. Zheng Xian yearns for such a relaxed place. Harmony is something Zheng Xian has never seen in the past few years when he was growing up!

But Zheng Xian knew that because they met each other too late, there was no chance for him here!

In the world of life or death, there are not so many emotions that Zheng Xian can squander!

The fat-headed Old Wang said in a low voice: "The guys from the Yin Poison Sect are really vicious. They can't spare a shot to deal with us personally, so they use such despicable means. After we accomplish this big thing, the Sect Master will definitely kill us." I won't let the sinister door go!"

Zheng Xian has long wanted to know what the Yin Poison Sect is going to do. At this time, the fat-headed old Wang Ji, Zheng Xian naturally asked directly, "What is the Sect Master going to do?"

The fat-headed Old Wang paused slightly when he heard the words, and then said with a dry smile: "Zheng Niu, to be honest, there are some things that I can't tell you for now, after all, you have only just entered the Sixiangmen for the first day."

Zheng Xian nodded in understanding, and stopped asking further questions.For a newcomer who has just entered the sect, there is really no need to give too much trust.If the fat-headed old Wang said everything to Zheng Xian, Zheng Xian would really look down on the fat-headed old Wang.

At this time, there were bursts of fighting sounds outside, but every time the sound of fighting sounded, it would stop abruptly. Every time the sound was extinguished like a candle in the wind, it meant that a disciple of the Four Phases Sect was killed. The Godhunter was wiped out.

There are not many such voices, but they can be called one after another.

Old Wang beside Zheng Xian gritted his teeth. Although the cultivators more or less knew that such a day would come, but when it really came, people still couldn't let go of it.

Zheng Xian changed his approach and said tentatively: "Old Wang, didn't you say that the four-phase war god in full form is very powerful? Why don't you let it out? And that Xiaobai, so powerful, he might be able to kill the Godhunter outside alone. There are a lot of them, come and go without a trace, kill one and run, it's more enjoyable than hiding like this."

The fat-headed old king said in a low voice: "The Four-Phase God of War is not used for this. The Four-Phase God of War came from the fairy world, and there is a thought of the Four-Phase God stored in it. If you use this thought, you will lose one point. So it cannot be used until the critical moment!"

"As for Xiaobai, let me tell you not to tell others, oh, forget it, everyone in the door knows that Xiaobai is dizzy with blood, and dare not kill people easily, so as long as you don't tell Xiaobai He's crazy, and he's usually a nice guy to bully."

Zheng Xian was taken aback, "Ah? Sick of blood? How is it possible? When I saw him killing those guys from the Yin and Poison Sect, the way he dismembered the corpses was quite cruel?"

The fat-headed old king shook his head and said: "That kid is schizophrenic, and he is usually easy to bully. No matter how you step on him, he has no temper at all, especially he dare not kill, but if he is provoked, this guy will be more violent. The cruelest guy in the world is even more terrifying, he is simply a pervert, um, even more terrifying than our four sect masters."

Zheng Xian was inexplicably puzzled, "The four sect masters don't look too scary, do they?"

The fat-headed old king squinted at Zheng Xian, and said earnestly: "Young man, don't underestimate the four sect masters, and don't think they are easy to bully just because they are girls. , if you are in a bad mood, every sneeze will make you look good."

Zheng Xian was very disapproving of such words, and asked suspiciously: "How many days? How many days?"

The fat-headed old king glanced at Zheng Xian up and down, and then said: "I even forgot, you are a brat who doesn't even have a full hair, you still can't understand such a profound thing!"

It has to be said that Zheng Xian really knows too little about women.

Zheng Xian and the others hid in the small and cramped space for an entire hour, and the outside sound disappeared for more than ten minutes, and the police cars had already started wandering around, which meant that the hunters had already left. One point, Zheng Xian is too clear.

Fat-headed Old Wang wanted to leave his body, drilled out of the soil layer and looked around, then pushed the big vat on top of his head, and got out of the underground cave.

Zheng Xian followed closely behind.

Although the place is about to be relocated and many residents have been removed, there are still many people staying behind, so the streets are in a mess at this time, many people have come out of their homes, many of them are still wearing pajamas, and they don't know what happened What is it, look around by the moonlight and the flickering street lamps.

Fat-headed Old Wang and Zheng Xian mixed into the crowd after a while.

The two walked unhurriedly on the street. A seven or eight-year-old girl, perhaps separated from her parents, was crying and running in the chaotic street.

He fell to the ground with a plop in front of Zheng Xian and the others.

The fat-headed Old Wang bent down and picked up the little girl, patted the soil on her knees and chest.

"Where are your parents, little girl?" The fat-headed Old Wang's fat face, which pretended to be kind, really scared the little girl until her face turned purple. He went back and stared at the fat old king with big terrified eyes, sobbing slightly, not daring to cry again.

It took the little girl a long time to hold back a sentence: "My mother is lost."

Lao Wang laughed loudly, "It's obvious that you got lost."

It's good that Lao Wang didn't smile, but this smile revealed a big mouth, and the little girl who didn't dare to cry was so frightened that she burst into tears.

Lao Wang hurriedly coaxed a few words, but it didn't work, then Lao Wang picked up the little girl and lifted it high, and put it on his shoulders with a thud.

The child's mind is not heavy, at this moment, the shoulders are suddenly lifted, and the field of vision is broadened, and Lao Wang's shoulders are thick and fat, sitting on them is like sitting on a sofa, very comfortable, patting Lao Wang's shoulders With a bald head, the little girl immediately laughed.

Old Wang smiled and said, "Don't just take pictures of me, look where your mother is."

At this moment, the little girl remembered her mother, and hurriedly looked around while pulling her neck.

At this time, Yingzi and Yingzi's calls came from a distance.

The little girl heard it, and immediately shouted: "Mother, mother, I am here, come and save me..."

The fat-headed old king was taken aback, what do you mean come and save me?Is Lao Tzu a kidnapper?

Then a lioness-like woman rushed over from a distance, grabbed Lao Wang and beat him, shouting, "Let my daughter go, let my daughter go, I'll fight you, trafficker!"

Fat-headed Old Wang weighs more than 200 kilograms and has a face full of flesh. Anyone who dares to rush at him at that stop will be desperate!

For a mother, if her child is robbed, can she die?Not to mention Lao Wang standing here, even a real tiger, this woman can fight him desperately!

The woman beat Lao Wang and kept yelling for the police.

After Lao Wang explained a few sentences, he felt that he couldn't explain it to this woman at all. The crowd around him gradually gathered around. The common people have a natural hatred for the guy who snatches children. Who doesn't have children?Who doesn't know the heart-piercing pain of a child being snatched away?

Zheng Xian hastily carried the little girl on the old Wang's head and put it on the ground.

The woman holding Lao Wang immediately let go and picked up her child.

Fat-headed Old Wang and Zheng Xian took the opportunity to escape.

The two of them ran a long way before stopping, and looked back, unexpectedly someone was chasing them, but they were left far behind.

The fat-headed old king rubbed the arm that was scratched by the lioness-like woman, and the wound on it healed instantly.

Zheng Xian took a look at Fatty Wang's arm, and suddenly said: "It's good to have a mother. My mother died when I was ten years old. Speaking of which, I miss my brother a little. Back then, I took care of him." He called me a big idiot, he called me a little idiot, we ate and lived together, went shopping together and stole things together, when a steamed bun was broken in half, I could always eat the biggest half."

As he spoke, Zheng Xian looked at the fat-headed Old Wang, and said with emotion: "It's nice to have an older brother!"

Hearing this, the fat-headed Old Wang patted Zheng Xian on the shoulder vigorously and said: "Knowing that you are good brother means that you are still a conscience, unlike my younger brother who complained about me every day when he was young, and he just didn't do what I asked him to do." Yes, I told him to go east, but he insisted on going west. I told him to enter the Four Phases Gate and practice with me. He insisted on going to the edge of the city to open a restaurant. He said it nicely, what a big hermit in the city. Yes, in fact, I know that he was stunned by a woman. Speaking of which, our two brothers have not communicated for seventeen or eighteen years. At that time, my younger brother just started practicing, so I don’t know if he is dead or not.”

"You idiot, how difficult it is to walk this path of cultivation by yourself, the power of vitality is a big problem, but I gave him the piece of jade passed down from my family, so he shouldn't die..."

As he spoke, the fat old Wang's eyes were full of worry and heartache.

Zheng Xian's heart felt as if it had been hit hard with a hammer!

The world is so small!

Zheng Xian felt that the world could no longer accommodate him!

The fat-headed old king was taken aback, and turned to look at Zheng Xian in surprise. The murderous intent suddenly burst out from Zheng Xian's body, and the piercing murderous aura shot down the body-like ice-cold.