The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants happiness

"Get out of here!"

Seeing that one punch failed, King Indra raised his hand and punched again.

The nine-fold ring rotated around the crown, and countless strange runes flickered, entwining around the fist. King Indra descended like a demon. At this moment, he didn't pay attention to any rules at all, and punched directly into the star map.

puff. puff. puff.

The sound of countless bubbles bursting echoed, and it seemed that countless stars were crushed into powder in the star map. Adolf's face turned pale almost instantly.

The star map was almost broken, and Adolf was extremely distressed, but at this moment he didn't even have a chance to yell, because King Indra bullied him and punched him again.

The clouds were overcast and the rain was pouring.

The thunder that illuminated the whole world came from the sky, was grasped by King Indra into his fist, and hit Adolf.

“God said, He who is not sincere shall not be worshiped.”

When Adolf was in danger, the holy light suddenly came and neutralized the thunder. The invisible boundary pushed away King Indra and Adolf. The Archbishop of Canterbury arrived quickly and chanted the edict of the god, causing the punch to hit the empty space. .

But despite this, one of Adolf's hands was still shredded and trembling.

"Saved a life..."

Adolf rubbed his arm and grinned: "Damn it, we are both crowned, why can he be so powerful?"

"Because he has been practicing hard for hundreds of years, and his worn-out straw sandals can pile up a mountain, and most of your training time has been spent on women."

"...That's why I hate such tough-headed men!" Adolf's expression froze and he choked out a sentence.

"Don't relax, it's not over yet."

The Archbishop of Canterbury floated beside Adolf, and the two faced the enemy side by side. In the other direction, Professor Plank took out an alchemy doll with colored strawberries printed on it from nowhere. With the help of the doll and his own The magic actually temporarily held back the other two people.

So the situation became one against two, and two against one.

"you……"

King Indra temporarily stopped his offensive and stood still.

He looked at the two people who were blocking his progress, but their figures were not reflected in his cloudy eyes.

The sky and earth are dark, and the cold rain is swaying.

Only the painful cry of sobbing lingered in his ears like a ghost, and only the petite figure that was pressed to the ground and gradually devoured could appear in his field of vision, making him a lifelong practitioner. People's minds are shaken.

"I told you... you... get out of here!!!"

King Indra had a ferocious face and clasped his hands.

The nine-layered ring suddenly shrank and merged into the dazzling crown. The strange lines on King Indra's steel-like muscles squirmed and flowed as if they were alive, making him truly as terrifying as a demon at this moment.

With the Archbishop of Canterbury and Adolf waiting closely, his momentum kept rising, and he once again reached a peak he had never reached before!

"die!"

King Indra struck with his fist again.

"God said, this place should be a pure land!"

The holy voice echoed, and the holy shadow came again.

But before the goddess's majesty could appear, the impeccable holy land was instantly torn apart by the red Gangfeng fist!

"What?"

Canterbury's expression also changed slightly. He didn't expect King Indra to be so terrifying. He only had time to burst out the light from his ring to protect himself.

Adolf on the other side had a rare solemn expression. He took out a card from his arms and slowly faced King Indra.

That card is...blank.

There are neither numbers nor colors. When the blank card faces King Indra, the sky and the earth are silent for a moment, and everything above and below is white. King Indra floats blankly, as if he is in a mirror.

"Oh, I actually want to use this. This time I really lose my grandma's family."

Adolf folded his hands and took the card into his palm.

The card was no longer blank at this moment, but instead depicted an angry old man, lifelike.

"According to calculations, we should be able to trap him for five minutes. During this period, it should be enough to deal with those two guys..."

Click.

Adolf's expression froze.

Kaka.

He lowered his head stiffly and looked at the trembling cards.

As more and more cracks appeared, the old man became more and more angry, so much so that the anger seemed to turn into substance and burn.

"No way……"

It's supposed to be five minutes of shackles... but it only lasts five seconds and you can't hold on anymore?

With this thought in his mind, the card surface was completely shattered, and the blazing power that destroyed everything erupted from the void, shattering the weird playing card and Adolf together.

Another Adolf appeared in the distance, coughing up blood.

But at this moment, King Indra, who was also covered in blood, did not take advantage of the victory to pursue. In his eyes, there was only that...

The rain is still falling.

Mu En still suppressed the little girl tightly, sending the all-devouring monster black fire into her soul and flesh, completely ignoring the surrounding situation.

The little girl's cries gradually became fainter.

Seeing this scene, raging anger instantly engulfed King Indra's heart. At this moment, between heaven and earth, not even a wisp of rain dared to block the old man.

Then the sky suddenly darkened.

There was only the roar of the sky collapsing.

The ground was torn apart in an instant, and cracks appeared in the clouds above the sky. King Indra swept out an ink-like afterimage, aimed at Mu En, and waved something that no one could stop...

Sudden.

on the ground.

In a pool of blood.

At this moment.

That small, pale, weak hand...beat slightly.

It was like a seriously ill person who had been in a coma for a long time finally woke up. The five tiny fingers contracted and stretched little by little, and finally became fully active.

Then, just like that, the hand was raised with difficulty while trembling and weak, and it opened its five fingers and aimed at King Indra.

【don't want. 】

King Indra's movements came to an abrupt halt.

Heavy rain fell, soaking the rickety body of King Indra.

The punch that no one could stop had already stopped before it was thrown.

He lowered his head dully and looked at the little girl.

No words were spoken, but at this moment, the meaning expressed by the raised little hand was so clear.

King Indra suddenly woke up and realized that what was flowing in the corner of the little girl's eyes was no longer blood tears...but crystal warm tears.

"Haha... So what about the source blood's ***?"

Mu En's expression at this moment was not much better than that of King Indra just now. The veins on his forehead were beating constantly, blood was flowing from the end of his nose, and his face was as pale as paper.

He stared into the little girl's eyes and smiled:

"Who do you think you are facing?"

The black flames swayed through the little girl's soul and body.

In Mu En's consciousness space, the dark sun disk was also slowly rotating, like a giant eye, indifferently overlooking the tumbling sperm in the little girl's body.

**comes from the original blood, and has the terrifying power to turn countless humans into beasts and madness.

However, the movement of the Holy Crown Black Sun comes from the fusion of several evil gods. Although it has not fully grown, it is truly... divinity.

Under the divinity, the so-called sex is just a little bit of food... food.

…

King Indra was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned around and flew over.

"King Indra, you came just in time!"

Ghost Blood Princess and Herman, who were fighting with Professor Pu Lang, were overjoyed when they saw King Indra approaching, thinking that he had actually defeated the two of them one against two.

"Hurry up, this old guy is almost out of strength, hurry up..."

However……

puff.

The red light in the Ghost Blood Princess's eyes pulsated, and she lowered her head with difficulty, looking at the arm that pierced her abdomen in disbelief.

"Why... why, this is different from what was promised..."

The stench of blood spattered, and the Ghost Blood Princess was torn apart by King Indra before she even had time to fight back.

On the other side, seeing King Indra suddenly murdering one of his people, Herman's expression changed drastically. He no longer dared to fight with Professor Plan and turned around to leave.

However……

How could Herman, whose time was running out, be King Indra's opponent?

So, amidst the confusion on the faces of Adolf, Professor Plan, and the Archbishop of Canterbury, King Indra came to Moon with the heads of Ghost Blood Princess and Hermann.

"This is an apology."

King Indra lowered his head and stared at Mu En with burning eyes:

"Please...heal her."

192. Tree

Under the blue sky, there are light green fields.

The clouds in the sky are rolling and relaxing, casting huge shadows. The breeze is lifting the smoke from the kitchen, and it is as quiet and beautiful as a painting by a famous artist.

Gurgling.

The soup is boiling.

In front of the simple little tent, a little girl with a few handfuls of dirt on her face was concentrating on picking up the earthen pots on the campfire.

Sometimes she put a few small flowers and grasses that Mu En didn't know at all into the earthen jar, and sometimes she shook off a few bits of powder from her treasured bottles and jars. After some stirring, there was no smell of delicacies or sea food, not even the smell of oil. The wild vegetable soup, which was served at noon time, actually exuded a tangy aroma that made one's fingers twitch.

"Want to eat?"

While Mu En was staring at the earthen pot in a daze, the little girl picked up a bowl and held it in front of him with both hands.

She raised her little face, her big black eyes sparkling, full of spirituality, and her little face with a few spots of freckles no longer looked as pale and ferocious as before.

She seems to be just a very ordinary little girl.

"Thanks."

Mu En took the wild vegetable soup and took a sip without any hesitation.

Suddenly, a strange aroma that seemed to come from the depths of the forest filled your mouth, refreshing you, and the right seasoning added a lot of color to it. It was hard to imagine that this kind of delicious food, which is not inferior to that of top chefs, was just a bowl. Just a simple wild vegetable soup.

"tastes good."

After finishing the drink, Mu En praised.

"Thanks."

The little girl smiled slightly, revealing her cute dimples, then her eyes darkened, and she said regretfully: "But it's a pity that you can't really taste it."

"...Yes, what I taste now is what you think deep down in your consciousness...is probably the most delicious thing in the world, not the real thing."

Mu En turned around and looked aside.