Surprise! This son of God is actually a villain

The dead body was buried, and the dead body was buried.

[The son of destiny Pei Xuan has died]

[Destiny value cleared]

[Host kill value increased by 227561 points]

Pei Zimo saw Pei Xuan being killed by Nan Xunran in the blink of an eye, his eyes full of awe, and couldn't help but sigh: "The master is so powerful!"

Nan Xunran's eyes lightly swept over the unconscious people, and lightly sent a look to the people behind him.

Pei Zimo and others instantly understood and quickly stepped forward. Their actions were crisp and clear, and they solved all the remaining unconscious people in a flash.

Jin Jinyu looked at the ground stained with blood again, shook her head helplessly, and said with some distress: "It seems that I have to trouble Uncle Ling again."

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In the inn

"Ding Dong!"

Congratulations to the host for obtaining:

[——Thousand Silk Robe: can resist spiritual attacks. ]

[——Heavenly Seed x3]

[——Spring Mist Bracelet: regulates the temperature of the wearer's body and keeps it dry. ]

[——Resurrection Talisman: can restore vitality for a short time. ]

[——Swallowing Heaven Bottle: contains death energy and can devour vitality. ]

[——Wind Spirit Grass: improves the user's will and mind, and restores spiritual power and magic power. ]

[——Memory Fragments x2]

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Nan Xunran stared at the system mall.

[Words become law: 800,000 points]

[Host's current kill value: 949,613 points]

[Exchangeable]

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He moved slowly and raised his hand to exchange.

[Words become law]

[——Innate magical power]

[——You can control whether words are effective. ]

[——Use words to control the rules of heaven and earth, a word can determine life and death, a word can change the world. ]

[Current kill value: 149,613 points]

Nan Xunran quietly watched the system prompt, his eyes were deep, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised: "Unlimited power..."

At the same time, a slight tingling came from his fingertips.

He lowered his eyes and looked over. Xiao Xiao had quietly left his wrist without knowing when, and was biting his fingertips and rubbing them gently with his tiny teeth.

He slowly pulled his hand back and asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Xiao blinked his bright eyes, and his body became slightly bigger.

It rubbed against Nan Xunran's neck affectionately, and its cool breath fell on his neck, bringing a slight and gentle touch.

Nan Xunran stretched out his hand to it, and Xiao Xiao took advantage of the situation and flexibly wrapped around his palm, just covering it completely.

It meandered along the palm to the arm, leaving a slight numbness wherever it passed.

Xiao Xiao's long body stretched out, lying there quietly, and there was no movement for a long time.

Nan Xunran felt it for a while, and a faint smile appeared on his face. The little guy fell asleep leaning on him.

Xiao Xiao was unaware that he had made his master laugh. He leaned on Nan Xunran's arm and slept very sweetly.

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The next day

Soul Burial Cliff

At this moment, a mysterious and powerful breath suddenly erupted from the bottom of the Soul Burial Cliff, as if it was going to swallow up the entire world.

Ten thousand beasts roared in unison, the sound resounded through the sky, making people's eardrums buzz. The mind was also excited.

"The Soul Burial Cliff is open!"

"I'll go in first!"

Before the voice fell, an anxious figure rushed out of the crowd and rushed to the bottom of the cliff.

However, there was only a muffled groan, "... Uh", and a sharp long knife instantly sank into his body.

His body trembled violently, his eyes widened, and then he fell to the ground with a bang, and his life disappeared instantly.

At this time, a person slowly walked out of the crowd.

He was wearing a dark purple robe, and the hem of the robe fluttered in the wind, and the whole person seemed to be integrated with the boundless darkness.

On his exposed neck, the blood-red pattern was looming, winding like a snake to the place covered by the clothes, exuding a strange and unpredictable breath.

He took back the long knife, and his eyes swept around indifferently, and his pupils were as black as ink.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and unconsciously stepped back a few steps.

Someone in the crowd lowered his voice and trembled and said, "It's the Yan'e clan!"

"Is there death energy on that knife?"

"It is death energy. No wonder one knife can be fatal. It seems that it has been corroded by death energy."

Just then, a steady sound of footsteps came. Everyone turned their heads to look, and then quickly bowed and saluted, saying, "Son of Xunran!"

Nan Xunran and his men walked over, and Pei Ziheng's

His eyes were fixed on the purple-robed man standing in the front, and he frowned slightly, thinking to himself: The Yama clan?

The purple-robed man walked forward quickly and saluted respectfully: "Son of Xunran, I am Yansha."

Nan Xunran looked indifferent and nodded slightly.

Yansha continued: "My sister wants to see you very much."

Hearing this, Nan Xunran raised his eyebrows slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes: His sister?

The Yama clan has not been involved in the world for a long time, and everyone relies on their unique dress to identify their identity.

Nan Xunran examined Yansha in front of him, and his eyes finally stopped on his tattoo.

The Yama clan has always been strict in rules. Except for people of prominent status, the rest of the clan members will only tattoo the spirits they worship.