Chapter 231

Herzog trampled on Yuan Zhisheng and laughed wildly. He didn't look like a man who came to the end. He turned to Yuan Zhinv and said, "is it heartache?"

He grabbed the collar of the original young girl and smiled jokingly, "did you just feel very complacent, just like you were in Hongjing and thought I couldn't help it if you didn't do it?"

Yuanzhi looked at Herzog and didn't know what the other party meant.

Herzog raised his hand and hugged the sky. "You are waste. Do you think you must? But in fact, you are useless. I still control the strongest toy."

With that, he pointed behind him. A black car stopped on the road not far from here.

He smiled so wildly, "all I need from beginning to end is... Your sister."

Yuan Zhinv looked at the black car in panic. The door opened. A man with the mask of minister of Neng opera came down. Then she opened the door at the other end and a girl in witch clothes got off.

"Do you think I'm wasting my time talking to you too long? I missed the time to deal with God?"

Wang will scoff at Yuan's young daughter, "no, I'm just waiting for toy No. 3. Even in a complete state, a god of this degree can easily kill her, and she will become a container of evolution, just like a cow developing smallpox vaccine."

The sight was not very good in the wind and rain, but he was very excited when he looked at the clone and painted pear clothes coming towards him.

"Come on, anyone can take out the real God for me and start as soon as possible."

Herzog's words are to draw pear clothes and clones. The weak Baqi snake is nothing to clones, as long as he doesn't risk himself.

"Start evolving for you now?"

Asked the masked man.

Herzog was puzzled. He didn't know if it was because of the wind and rain. He felt that the other party's voice was wrong, but he still urged: "hurry up, the war on the sea is coming to an end."

"Painted pear clothes! Painted pear clothes! Run!"

Although he knew that the other party might have been controlled, Yuan Zhinv shouted loudly. He was very frightened.

It turned out that Herzog really won the last, and he will ascend the throne soon!

Herzog turned around and looked fiercely at Yuan's young girl. Then he changed his face, generally with a happy smile. He was not complacent: "are you surprised? Are you surprised? I always have a backhand."

He seemed to want to vent his excitement and cruel joy again, so he raised his foot and stepped on Yuan Zhisheng.

The black leather shoes with sludge threw sewage on Yuan Zhisheng's chest, but he couldn't step on it. His feet stopped and were caught by a pair of hands in protective clothing.

With a little doubt and panic, Herzog looked at the body of a fierce ghost lying next to Yuan Zhisheng. The body actually survived, and the pair of protective clothes and gloves covered with mud firmly grasped his ankles.

Yuan Zhinv also looked at this scene unexpectedly. She said in her heart that the fierce ghosts were not dead. After waking up, she was very angry at Wang Jiang's words, so she wanted to commit murder?

"Let go!"

Herzog struggled hard, but he was not strong himself. At best, he was better than a strong adult man. He couldn't pull out with all his strength.

"What are you doing? Kill him!"

Herzog shouted to the clones and painted pear clothes behind him. He secretly said bad luck. The plan was almost successful, but something went wrong.

He didn't realize the problem, because he himself was a very weak hybrid. Among the fierce ghosts, he had taken evolutionary medicine, and there were too many people who could firmly grasp him.

Painting pear clothes and "King general" have no action.

Herzog shouted angrily, "what are you doing!"

This is for the clone. He can understand that the painting of pear clothes is still motionless. After all, it may be dull under the influence of Bangzi, but how can his clone still be motionless? His "programming" is perfect and there can be no betrayal.

In his shouting and swearing, the "clone" finally moved and came towards him with a painted pear coat, which relieved Herzog.

But it was only a moment, because the members of the fierce ghost who grabbed his ankle spoke, "it seems that the body hasn't run away."

Herzog looked in horror at the members of the fierce ghost who gradually got up and threw him to the ground. The muddy water on the ground splashed into his mouth and nose, but it was not as scary as the people in front of him.

He is very familiar with this voice. It's better to say that since he thought about this person, he would watch the images and audio related to each other every day.

The members of the "fierce ghosts" took off their heavy gas masks and revealed a handsome and masculine young face. The original mechanical stage light hit the young man's face. It was Lu Chen.

"No, it's impossible... You should have died at the bottom of the sea! No one can bear the water pressure of the deep sea, not to mention endless corpses!"

Herzog struggled on the muddy ground and shouted wildly. At the same time, he looked at his clone, like grasping the last straw.

If the clone and painted pear clothes work together, and then successfully lead to the control of glass in the wind, can we fight with Lu Chen?

Lu Chen tore off the uncomfortable protective suit and revealed his black combat suit. "If you're still a fake, I'll admit it."

He listened for a long time and endured it for a long time. Even brother yuan was so humiliated that he endured it, just to let Shang Shanyue come with painted pear clothes for final confirmation.

Herzog has the ability to control them. It's too dangerous. In his opinion, it's even more dangerous than the Dragon King. He must ensure to get rid of each other in order to protect his loved ones and friends.

He picked up a stone and threw it at the instrument above. The music of Swan Lake finally stopped. Now he is very annoyed to hear this song.

The other hand shook with one hand and threw Wang Jiang aside on the ground. He controlled his strength very well and only broke each other's legs.

Then he looked at the rain curtain and the girl running towards him.

The girl picked up the skirt of the witch's dress, stepped on the muddy water with wooden clogs, splashing blooming water lilies. Her running posture was like a clever deer in the jungle, and her eager pace was like being chased by carnivores.

But no one chased her. She ran faster and faster, just because her excitement could no longer be suppressed.

The storm blew the girl's long wine red hair, and the rain sprinkled on her pale face. A pair of glazed eyes showed a different life, adding a lot of vitality to the pale face worried about the cold before.

The water drops fell from the corners of the eyes and were brought up by the strong wind. Under the sharp dynamic vision of the youth, they showed a ethereal bead line... Connected with the red of the corners of the eyes.

The soft, warm and cool body bumped into the young man's arms. He could feel the smoothness and fullness of the body and the fast beating heart.

“Godzilla！”

The girl's crying voice echoed in the boy's ears, which made him feel a little distressed. He hugged the girl tightly, as if he wanted to pass on all his warmth to each other.

Lu Chen gently stroked the long hair of painted pear clothes and said softly, "it's okay, it's okay, everything's okay."

Yuan Zhinv looked at this scene dully, then looked at the king general who fell to the ground and smiled silently, "so you're really a clown."

Herzog rolled down in the mud and his legs were broken by Lu Chen's strength. He cried in pain in the rain and climbed forward to his "clone"

Although he guessed something, his desire for survival made him unwilling to give up.

But when he climbed to the front of the clone, he couldn't move. His hand was trampled by the clone, and his hand bones were broken.

He cried with pain, the position of the perpetrator was changed, and his performance was not as good as that weak mountain boy.

Lu Chen took out a pair of earplugs from his tactical pocket, "draw pear clothes, wait for us, and go back to eat Ramen together in the evening."

Hua Liyi nodded skillfully, but she still didn't let go. She was so afraid that it was a dream. In case Godzilla disappeared after she let go, she opened her eyes and found that she was lying on the bed of the hotel.

"Painted pear clothes, good, it's really me. I'm not dead. I promise you, I'll never do this again."

Lu Chen patted the back of the painted pear dress.

"Really?"

Hua Liyi whispered her confirmation.

"Really, I promise, just as I promise I won't have an accident today, I'll come back to you. I won't lie to Hua Liyi."

Lu Chen comforted.

"Really, is it true?"

Lu Chen lowered his head slightly, put his chin on the shoulder of the painted pear clothes, "HMM."

Painted pear clothes reluctantly released his hand. After standing still, he seemed to be aware of his just behavior, and his pale face recovered a little blood color.

Lu Chen gently put earplugs on the painted pear clothes, pointed out an open direction to the painted pear clothes, picked up the black umbrella thrown away by Herzog from the ground, and plunged it into the well wall with strength and skills to block the rain for the painted pear clothes.

After all this, he looked at Yuan's child, "don't be sad. I promised brother yuan to reunite your family, including him."

After that, in Yuanzhi's suspicious eyes, she took out an injection he had brought in the cabin from the tactical backpack behind her and stabbed it directly into Yuanzhi's chest.

After a few seconds, Yuan Zhisheng's body twitched.

"Call -"

A long breath sounded, followed by a series of coughs. Yuan Zhisheng woke up under yuan Zhinv's surprised eyes.

After Yuan Zhisheng's eyes were clear, he saw Lu Chen standing in front of him, relaxed, and then... Punched Lu Chen in the face.

And Lu Chen... Wen Si didn't move.

"Hiss -"

The wound was torn, and Yuan Zhisheng took a breath. This young master of the civilized snake Qi eight family rarely broke out the rude words of the East, "grass, you have a thick skin!"

"Obviously, your strength is too small. You can only use Cologne fetal blood to this extent."

Lu Chen retorted solemnly, making yuan Zhisheng even more angry.

He slowly sat upright and turned his head to the other side. There was a tearful source child in his eyes, "child... I'm back."

Then he shook his head and smiled, "No."

After a pause, his face showed a gentle smile that had never been seen in many years, just as he smiled at his brother in a small village and town, "... Young girl, welcome back."

"Brother -"

Yuanzhi's daughter pours on Yuanzhi's body, and the two brothers hug each other tightly.

Painted pear clothes looked at this scene and unconsciously smiled. The news that her brother would be fine was on the way. Grandpa had told her, so she was not very worried.

She didn't know why. Looking at her brother holding with another brother, she felt the warm atmosphere and felt warm in her heart.

"Brother... What's going on?"

Yuan Zhinv looked at the wound on her brother's chest. It was clear that he pierced his brother's chest.

Yuan Zhisheng smiled, "you have to ask brother Lu."

Lu Chen shrugged, "you didn't use words and spirit in this battle, but your brother also put a lot of water. He used Cologne fetal blood. You can't win him in the white blade war. The rest is very simple. With your blood close to the next generation, your heart is no longer a fatal point. Cutting off your head or cutting off your spine is an effective fatal injury."

He paused and continued: "besides, brother yuan is not so stupid. He has moved the position of the heart in the keel state in advance. You are not the right heart. It is estimated that you are almost the same now."

Yuan Zhinv was afraid. Fortunately, her brother was very weak. Liuli didn't use his words and spirits in the wind, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable, but maybe Lu Jun won't stand idly by at that time.

"Why did the elder brother......" he was still a little puzzled. The vital signs on his elder brother had completely disappeared.

He looked at the injection thrown on the ground and explained: "he took the fake death medicine made by the world's first alchemist. He can enter the fake death state for up to half an hour. I just gave him an antidote."

Yuan Zhi's face showed a sudden look, "I see. No wonder you want to put forward that condition to the glass in the wind."

Yuan Zhinv recalled the conversation a few days ago. At that time, he said he would find a way to help Lu Chen find the king general. At that time, they killed the king general together.

Lu Chen put forward two requirements for the glass in the wind. One is that if the king will take him to find the God, he will delay time and cannot kill the God of death.

Second, Lu Chen will not intervene in the battle between Fengjian Liuli and Yuan Zhisheng, but if Fengjian Liuli wins in the end, he can't continue to maim yuan Zhisheng's "body"

Now it seems that the second article is redundant. After winning, Fengjian Liuli can no longer suppress the source child, let alone mend the knife. Fengjian Liuli himself is in a trance, crying like a child, and finally dissipates.

"Brother yuan, look for yourself and accept the reality."

He patted yuanzhisheng on the shoulder and pointed to Herzog, who was crawling on the ground in the distance. That was yuanzhisheng's familiar and beloved face.

Yuan Zhisheng stood up and looked at Orange Zhengzong's face, silent.

He didn't hear the conversation between Herzog and Yuan's child, but now he doesn't have to say anything. The scene in front of him has explained everything.

It turned out that they really had a traitor in the eight snake Qi families, and the traitor was really one of the eight owners, but he never thought that it would be their eldest parent... His own father.

"It's your own business, so I won't interfere."

Lu Chen said, walking to the Baqi snake not far away. Through Herzog's words, he knew that the White King's remains should be in the Baqi snake, but it should also have its origin.

The yuanzhisheng brothers went to Herzog who was struggling on the ground.

This cruel joy will end in cruelty.