Lu Chen picked up the laziness and jealousy hidden by the body from the ground, went to Baqi snake and looked at the lingering wreckage.

The only head left by Baqi snake felt someone standing in front of him and opening his huge snake eyes. Although a pair of golden pupils were weak, they still had strong penetration in the wind and rain.

He subconsciously wants to use spirit to kill this hybrid who dares to offend him.

But he paused again. He looked at the young man standing in front of him and looked at the more dazzling red and gold eyes. He felt the momentum like a king, as if he was going to crush him directly.

No... the blood of this young man is not so high, but his momentum is comparable to the king, even more ferocious than the king!

Like the ultimate soldier who came out of the sea of blood, he once cut off the head of the King through thousands of troops and horses. Therefore, the youth is not a king, but his momentum is like the dark tsunami that is about to land, swallowing the sky and swallowing the earth!

"It's boring."

Lu Chen put the knife back into the scabbard, and the huge snake head rolled to the ground.

Everything was perfect on this trip to Japan, except in combat.

He thought that the White King's remains should be at the level of the primary species, but he didn't expect that they were so weak that they were inferior to the secondary species.

He checked the menu of origin space and frowned. He only got the origin coin. It seems that the remains of the white king are not equal to the Baqi snake.

According to Herzog's previous words, the remains of the white king should still be in the body of Baqi snake.

What could it be?

The next moment, the rain stopped around him temporarily. The wind was split by the silver knife light, and then reversed its direction under the violence. It rushed to the sky with a harsh sound explosion. There was only the blood mist and countless minced meat in the air.

Lu Chen was not so interested, so he stopped thinking.

When he got the reward, he waved his knife and vibrated with blood. After turning around, the blood rain poured down. The blood fog was blown to the sky by the wind and washed away by the rainstorm.

Then he went back to the painted pear clothes and blew the handle a little crooked by the wind, and the black umbrella stood upright.

"Godzilla... Brother, what are they doing?"

Hua Liyi saw the movement on the other side through Yu Guang. She asked curiously. She was particularly bold today and completely gave up talking with a small book.

Because she... Wants Godzilla to listen to her voice. In the storm, she feels that words can't convey her... Thoughts.

Lu Chen didn't know how to explain for a moment. Finally, he just said politely, "they are attending everyone's funeral."

Hua Liyi nodded, looked straight ahead and no longer paid attention to that side, because Godzilla just let her see this direction. She has always been obedient.

As for what her brother is doing, she doesn't care so much, as long as Godzilla is around.

Her tender, warm and cool hands were wrapped by a hot warmth, which added some blood color to the girl's face. The temperature came from the intersection of five fingers and warmed to her heart.

Not far away in the mud, Herzog's head was trampled in the mud by the upper fir, and his body twisted and fluttered wildly. However, he was as weak as a clown, just like a bug in front of the complete emperor.

"Let him go first."

Yuan Zhisheng sighed.

Shangshanyue looked at her eldest son with some doubts, "young student?"

Yuan Zhisheng didn't look at Herzog struggling to rise from the mud on the ground, but looked up at Shanyue and looked at the old man after taking off his mask.

Today, Shangshan Yue is wearing a suit with a murderous face. He doesn't see that he is a ramen master at all. His angry mood makes him return to the Supreme Master of the underworld in those days. But at this time, facing the gaze of his eldest son, his momentum gradually weakens and his heart is uneasy.

Yuan Zhisheng opened his mouth several times, but they all wanted to stop talking. Finally, he shifted his eyes and looked at Herzog, who was crawling on the ground and wanted to escape.

He looked at the familiar face, sighed, pulled out the spider and stopped in front of Herzog.

"Yes, I am childish!"

Herzog stretched forward with his elbow, and the other hand, which was still intact, crazily grabbed yuan Zhisheng's trouser legs. He looked up with a flattering smile. The muddy sewage slipped on that old face and looked ugly and ferocious.

"Daddy."

Yuan Zhisheng spoke faintly.

Herzog nodded hurriedly with a look of hope in his eyes. "Yes, yes, yes, it's me. I'm your father. These people are members of the fierce ghosts. Lu Chen is also in collusion with the fierce ghosts. Take me away!"

He remembered that Yuan Zhisheng didn't hear his confession. Maybe he could escape with his sweet words?

However, the next moment, he screamed again, and the spider cut through the hand he grabbed Yuanzhi's leg.

Under the scouring of the rain, Yuan Zhisheng's bangs drooped down and covered his golden pupils, making people unable to see his eyes at this time. Only Herzog looked up below can he vaguely see how cold it was... Cold anger.

"I trust you so much."

Yuan Zhisheng looked up at the sky.

"I trust you so much."

He repeated again faintly, in a low voice, but anyone could see his suppressed anger, and even his hand shaking with the knife.

"You know what? I once put you..."

Yuanzhisheng looked down at Herzog and said, "... Be a real father."

"Young student, Dad, I love you too."

Herzog had a twisted smile on his face because of pain.

"Ah --"

With Herzog's painful cry, half of his palm was cut off by the spider.

"How can you, how can you! You forget who brought you out of the country and gave you your place today!"

The king roared ferociously. His palm was cut off. He rolled in the mud in pain, and the blood was dizzy in the mud, like a clown's ink painting.

However, he couldn't roll so smoothly at the next moment, because a long cherry red knife ran through his thigh and nailed him firmly to the ground. It was Yuanzhi's daughter who shot.

The once innocent and kind-hearted Zhongshan boy had a ferocious expression on his face. A pair of golden pupils were dazzling and could not be looked at. If he didn't know that the glass had disappeared in the wind, Herzog even thought that the evil ghost had returned.

But Liuli didn't come back in the wind. It was yuan Zhinv who shot. He was the one who hated Herzog most, because Herzog destroyed everything!

Because of hatred and anger, the Zhongshan boy finally abandoned cowardice and innocence. He just wanted to cut the ugly Ghoul twisting like a maggot... With a long knife in his hand!

Shangshanyue watched the scene silently. As a father, he was also very angry. He also wanted to crush Herzog's bones one by one.

But he knew that in this execution ground, without his position, the most qualified to deal with Herzog were his two sons. He just needed to watch.

Herzog cried in pain on the ground. He knew he could no longer deceive yuan Zhisheng, so he changed his strategy and begged for mercy.

"Please, let me go. As long as you let me go, I can give you all my research results. That's a wealth that the secret party has never owned!"

With a twisted smile on his face, "that's the way to get close to the pure blood dragon family. It's the hope of human evolution. It's the greatest work of genetics!"

Yuan Zhisheng stepped on Herzog's face and kicked him into the muddy water again. "I don't want to see this face again."

The next moment, just after Herzog looked up, the cherry red long knife crossed and his nose fell to the ground.

"You like changing your face very much?"

Yuanzhi girl squatted down and looked at Herzog crying.

Without waiting for Herzog to answer, the wind of the knife rose again, and half of his face with meat fell into the mud.

"Ah - I'll kill you!"

Herzog almost fainted in pain, but shangshanyue took out an injection given to him by Lu Chen and beat it on him. It was adrenaline fused with alchemy, which not only had the effect of "refreshing and refreshing the brain", but also accelerated the healing of the body.

The cherry red arc flickered, and the other half of the dirty face was stripped off. Herzog showed a ferocious smile: "are you angry enough? Kill me and you won't get anything. I'm willing to continue to work for the snake Qi eight families. I'm the most outstanding scientist and you'll use me."

Yuan Zhisheng kicked on the bloody face, "you seem to have misunderstood something."

He walked towards Herzog, who was falling in the mud. He recalled the young people who died in the underworld war in recent years, the girls killed by the glass in the wind under the control of the other party, and the scene when he cut and stabbed the spider into his brother's chest... He clearly trusted the other party as his own father, but was played as a string puppet.

All the tragedies come from this ugly Ghoul

"Now the war is over and God is dead. We don't want anything."

Yuan Zhisheng said faintly, stepping on Wang Jiang's neck, Yuan Zhinv stood beside him, almost with one voice, "we just want... To let you die."

Yuan's daughter continued to wield a knife, and one ear fell into the muddy water, "... It's worse to die."

Herzog fluttered in the mud like a fish in an oil pot. He didn't want to die so much. He even suspected that it was a nightmare.

I'm Herzog. I'm the man who controls the snake Qi eight families and the fierce ghosts. I'm the one who plays the emperor between his hands. I'm the one whose way of thinking is closest to the dragon family in the world!

How could I be trampled on by these mean toys?

"Ah --"

However, the pain brought him back to reality again. His voice and spirit were dreamers. He knew it was not a dream.

Yuan Zhinv squatted in front of Herzog. At this time, the other party could not see the human shape. He put his hand on Wang Jiang's eyes and fixed the other party's head with his other hand.

"No... no, no!"

Herzog cried in horror. Through his only remaining sight, he saw the unprecedented ferocity in the eyes of the once cowardly Zhongshan boy. He hated a person to his bones, and his eyes were bloody and murderous.

"Ah --"

His two eyes were squeezed out violently. He wailed, he suffered, and he confessed, but it was useless.

He has always stood high in this cruel feast. As Shakespeare said, the cruel joy will end in cruelty.

His joy no longer existed. He became the man ruled by cruelty, and he could only be frightened and screamed.

Yuan Zhisheng dragged a giant net made of nanotechnology previously used to capture Baqi snake to Herzog.

Herzog could not see at this time, but the only remaining ear power still heard the sound of grinding sand on the ground, which made him crawl like maggots on the ground in horror.

"As the head of the eight families of Sheqi, you have colluded with the fierce ghosts and murdered countless people for rebellion."

Yuan Zhisheng said faintly, "your crimes are countless. Playing with people's hearts and lives is a cruel and inhuman crime."

He squatted down and looked at the familiar and strange clown. "The punishment of the family is still too light. Besides, you don't have fingers to cut now. The method of cutting your belly is too glorious and you don't deserve it."

His voice was indifferent, but his eyes looked at the rain, "I think about it. Brother Lu helped us avoid the tragedy. Just follow the tradition of his hometown."

As he spoke, he sprinkled the huge net on Herzog, and the source's young woman's heart grasped the other end. As soon as they pulled, Herzog was tied up like a pig.

"What do you... Want to do?"

Herzog asked shivering. He was a little unclear because of the sharp pain, but he still didn't give up his desire to survive.

"Do you know that in the ancient oriental powers, there was a penalty that would be used when people committed three major crimes, and in my opinion, you have taken it all."

Yuan Zhisheng picked up the spider and cut it and waved it in the air. As soon as Herzog opened his mouth, he ejected a blood line with his ugly tongue.

Yuan Zhinv answered, "you should be executed by lingchi."

Yuan Zhisheng glanced at her brother unexpectedly, and Yuan Zhinv smiled implicitly. "I have learned a lot of Oriental culture because of studying drama these years."

Yuan Zhisheng smiled. The boy an Gang cut arrogantly and rowed outside the net. The tuxedo took up a small piece of flesh and blood, and the blood beads disappeared under the gradually decreasing rain.

"The first knife."

Accompanied by Herzog's painful sobs, Yuan Zhisheng said faintly.

After about half an hour, Yuan Zhisheng and Yuan Zhinv threw their knives on the ground. They felt a little tired.

At first Herzog would sob and cry, but later, he was out of his mind because of the pain.

The two brothers felt a little boring. They once thought that Wang would be powerful and terrible, but each other was just a coward and a clown.

When such people were executed, they did not feel the pleasure in their imagination, and there was only a faint emptiness after the hatred was vented.

Yuan Zhisheng pulled up the big net tied to Herzog, walked to the true red well from the other direction, and looked at the remaining ghost tooth dragon vipers that were not dead.

"Don't you always think you are the closest person to the dragon clan?"

He threw Herzog down the well of true red with a big net in his hand and threw it at the group of ghost toothed dragon vipers jumping out in a carnival, "then let you die in the punishment of the dragon family."