Chapter 33： anger

Chapter 3, Chapter 3, anger

Barr appeared in the martyrdom, but he was not in a hurry to get close to Zagunede. Instead, he observed it for a long time in the distance. After confirming that Zagunede had really lost his fighting power, he slowly walked over and was completely deliberate. Barr's knives were dragged to the ground, and as he followed, the knives and the ground swayed and screamed, it was harsh and hard to hear.

Barr is of course reminding Zaguned, I am coming! The performance of Zagunede made him very disappointed. He kept bowing his head and said something vaguely to the dead elf. There was no reaction at all.

"Master Zaguned...you have it today?!" Barr laughed loudly, and the laughter shook. In fact, when he was just in charge of Zaguned, he was very hostile to Zagunede. Why can a human being command the abyss army? Why do their seven brothers want to bow to a human? ? Only the situation is stronger than the people. Under the warning of Big Brother Weipu, he has been careful to do things, for fear of causing Zagune's dissatisfaction. Today, it is time to vent!

Zagunede still kept his head down. Barr smiled and slowly extended his sickle and placed it on Zagunede’s shoulder: "Master Zaguned, if you have any last words, you can say it, otherwise there will be no chance, I can Sorry 喽!嘿嘿...嘿嘿嘿..." I thought that a generation of 枭雄扎古德德 would be killed under his own knife, and Bar could no longer control his own pride, and kept making insidious laughter.

And Zaguned is still muttering to himself, and Bal, seeing Zaguned, is still ignorant, and he is not guilty of evil. He has a sickle in his hand and half of the blade sinks into the shoulder of Zagunede. He wants to put a little bit of it. Zaguned cut into pieces, never give Zaguned a happy, who makes this guy not fit himself? !

At this moment, a dazzling light suddenly burst on the chest of Zagunede, and Barr was too focused, he wanted to enjoy every bit of pain that Zaguned showed, and the damage he suffered in the net spell was far more than Lambert, who was caught off guard at the time. There is no good report, and this kind of thing is not good enough to draw conclusions. But for Barr at this moment, evil is a bad report!

Barr’s tragedy, a few steps back, suddenly began to dance with a sickle, a terrible name appeared in his mind, he never wants to die!

In front of the lava river, the distance between all the crossings is relatively wide, almost five or six meters, but the stage provided to Barr is still a little small, and every time the giant sickle is thrown, it will leave deep knife marks on the stone wall. The sandstone pieces flew in the air, and Bar did not dare to pause for a moment, and the sword danced like a windmill.

"If you wish, God is frightened, go..." Han Jin slammed the law, and a black line spurred out, and instantly wrapped around Bal's knife, and also wrapped around Bal's body, and immediately tightened.

Barr once again made a scream, and the tall body crashed into the ground like a stone pillar. He struggled and tried to open his eyes. Unfortunately, Han Jin had already walked to him, and the young man in his hand looked down from Bar. The temple on the left stabbed in and out of the right forehead of Barr, of course, if Barr had a temple...

Barr’s screams came to an abrupt end, his legs and even his entire body were twitching violently. Han Jin’s cold smile, his wrists twitching, and his head flew out, and Bar’s skull flew out. On the stone wall, whether it is a hidden weapon, which contains great power, the stone wall was actually hit by a hard basin-sized shallow pit, and Barr's skull was also crushed.

Wiping the blood on the magic crystal, the magic crystal income space ring, Han Jin slowly walked to the front of Zaguned, quietly watching Zaguned.

For a long while, Zaguned slowly raised his head, and the godless eyes swept over Hanjin, then fell again and landed on Joyce’s face. For him, the abyss demon, Hanjin, all Everything has no meaning.

At this moment, Zaguned is unusually embarrassed, because his blood loss is too much, his cheeks, his hands and arms, and his body are shrinking, and the effect of deformation is gradually disappearing.

"Can you please do something about you..." Zaguned said in a hollow voice, but his request was a bit confusing.

"Please, please?" Han Jin smiled. He did not agree. He only whispered, "What is it?" No matter how you look at Zaguned, this person must die! The inhuman torture that Guevara endured for more than a decade will never be inexplicable! What's more, Guevara did so much for his Han Jin. Instead, he used the Tao to save Zagunede. What face did he see Guevara? !

"Cave me and her together." Zaguned's hands first restored to their original state. He reached out to the bloodstained fingertips, carefully and gently stroking on Joyce's face, as if an artist was touching. The rare treasures of your own collection.

"This is very simple, here is the Lava River." Han Jin said faintly: "Jump down, you will never be separated again."

"No, I hope... you can bury us in a sunny, fragrant place..." Zaguned said with difficulty, his life is coming to an end.

"Sunshine?" Han Jin paused and smiled. "You druid walking in the dark night, will you get tired of darkness?"

"I beg you... I beg you..." Zaguned has no spirit and Han Jin has argued for anything. He is begging for fate, and he will not even have a final wish.

Han Jin was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Okay, I promise you."

"Thank you..." Zagunede smiled with satisfaction and was truly satisfied. He leaned over and greedily sniffed on Joyce with his gradually losing nose. Then, the eyes closed a little bit. It is. At the last moment, Zaguned remembered the days when he was hungry and cold, when he was eager for someone to give him some warmth. Now he finally found what he really wanted, but unfortunately it was too late.

The two bodies that lost all life were connected into a statue. They did not move, Han Jin did not move, and the stone bridge and the road did not move. The time seemed to suddenly stagnate. Only the lava under the bridge was slowly flowing. .

"Heavenly..." I don't know how long it took, Han Jin suddenly made a long sigh: "Heavenly..."

The previous 'Tiandao' exit, the lava river that has always been incompatible with the environment has suddenly become stagnant, and after the exit of 'Tiandao', the lava river turns into a raging anger, which is mixed with the thunder of the wind and thunder, impacting the two sides, but This is just an instant, then everything is restored to its original state, the quiet continues to be quiet, and the rogue continues to flow, as if what happened just now is an illusion.

Han Jin slowly closed his eyes, his heart has been immersed in a subtle realm.

The comprehension is not only to improve the cultivation, but also to improve one's state of mind, to improve the cultivation of various methods, and the state of mind can only be realized by oneself.

Seeing the flowering and falling, watching the battle and turning the stars, these are far less shocking than the deaths of the dead, not to mention the fact that Zagunede is a generation of heroes, and finally falls to the end of the scene, Han Jin’s soul is deep, with some kind of touch. He is sad for the fragility of the soul, and sad for the ruthlessness of his fate. He must never become the next Zagunede!

Comprehension is a road to the sky! It’s halfway, smashing or breaking the barriers of life, completely seeing what he can show! Is there a tenacity that never gives up? Is there a fearless fight? Is there a decision to never look back? The test of comprehension is not only his flesh, but also his heart!

The end of Zaguned is tragic, but some people are as miserable as him. In this chaotic world, sadness and misery are not uncommon.

In the underground city, in the camp of the Minotaur, there is a tall flagpole, and an elf is hung on the flagpole. That is Hailuer.

Arquette said that to look after the injured Zarq, in fact, Alquitt and Weipu are very clear, it is just an excuse, an excuse to let yourself avoid the danger, or to give yourself some comfort. reason.

However, the excuse is just an excuse. Weipu can't escape the inner torture. When he is angry and angry, he must do something to vent his emotions, and Hailuer caught his attention.

Among the captured elves, Hailuer performed the strongest, seeing his companions suffer cruel tortures from the vampires, and the other elves showed a panic color. Only Hailuer was always calm.

It’s not a good thing to let a coward cry and ask for mercy. It’s pleasing to make a strong warrior cry and scream. In this respect, Wip is much more noble than Alquite, so he chose Hailuer.

As for the choice of punishment, Weipu did not have so many tricks of blood, and he did not bother. He simply threw Hailuer on a crossbar, several clothes that smashed Hailuer, and then opened the sea with the most rude action. Moore’s thighs, even on the spot, tore the Haier.

The lord of the Cold Shadow City, Cesham, is about three meters tall, so he built a huge and magnificent cemetery for his countless dead wives. The height of the Weip is not worse than Chessham. The Ranger, but the strength of the body is limited, she can imagine the end.

At this moment, Hailuer is not in the air. The long hair that has been flowing in the past has become a mess, and it is sloppy on the back. Under the long hair, two extremely vicious iron hooks are hidden under her long hair, piercing from her back. From her chest, she hangs her in midair.

Hailuer’s body is slightly deformed. The hip bone seems to be squashed by some kind of force. The waist and hips are loose and sloppy. The time she has been hung up should not be long, because the blood flowing out is bright red. Hey, running down the smooth, white thighs, flowing through the delicate calves, flowing through the rounded toes, condensing into an intermittent blood line, dripping onto the ground.

In the camp of the Minotaur, the crying of the elves is like a tragedy. The world changes so fast. This morning, they are comrades-in-arms and partners with each other. In the afternoon, one of them became a slave to insult.

A few Minotaurs stood under Hailuer, and they talked about what they liked. One of the Minotaurs still held a battle flag, and it was full of slyness on the hips of Hailuer, causing a burst of laughter.

With laughter to encourage, the Minotaur is more energetic. He manipulates the flagpole and swims a little in front. At this moment, a figure rises extremely strangely from the ground.

The Minotaur found that someone was appearing beside him, and hurriedly looked over and looked at it. Immediately, the whole person was stiff, and the eyes that were not so small were as big as a brass bell, and the figure was trembled fiercely. Then the body slowly fell backwards, and the flag in the hand fell to the ground.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the surrounding Minotaurs would not move. Even the Minotaur, which was found to be abnormal and ready to ring the drums, remained in a rigid position. The drumsticks had been lifted and they were about to be knocked on the drums. But a little bit of distance has become a barrier that can never be crossed.

The Minotaurs recognized the coming, the lord of the Beite League, Raphael! !

Against the attack of the two strong men of Zagunede and Alquette, they still reinvented the Rafael lord of Zagunede. In the minds of the abyss warriors, they are already a semi-god-level powerhouse, otherwise they cannot explain the tragic nature. Scene.

No one dares to anger a half god! In fact, the Minotaurs can make such crazy and cruel acts against their former partners. One important reason is that they are full of fear of Hanjin. They can’t see their future, and they don’t think that they are a 12th-order defeat. The strongest peak can protect them.

Since the end of the day is very likely to arrive on a certain day, why not vent it? !

However, one day is not the present, nor should it be the present. The Minotaurs dreamed that Hanjin would suddenly appear. In the horror, the Minotaurs made the same choice, don’t mess, don’t shout Maybe they can continue to live, although the idea is naive, but they have no choice but to scream or scream, or try to resist, only to make them die faster.

Han Jin looked up and looked at Hailuer. Now Hailuer has become unrecognizable. His cheeks are swollen and round, and the top is covered with blood. The original small nose is turned into a mess of flesh and blood, unable to close his mouth. There was a row of jagged teeth, which was caused by Weipu’s slap in the face of her, even with her fist hitting her cheek.

Perhaps what is sensed, Hailuer, who is in a coma, gradually wakes up and pulls his eyes openly. In fact, her eyes are only left with a slit. It is Hanjin through the gap, and Hailuer’s body is forbearing. Lived and trembled.

Two people looked at each other for a moment, Han Jin sighed: "When I first met, I liked you a little, because you are very similar to Sunnier's temperament. I know that Sunil actually likes you too. It’s just that there’s a dispute between you and it’s very unpleasant. When I first met Siniel, she said she sneaked into the Black Crow City to find a friend, I guess... is she going to find you?”

Hailuer used all her strength to open her mouth and wanted to say something. Only then did she wake up and she couldn’t speak anymore. Her tongue had been bitten and chewed by herself. Unfortunately, there was a **** 'care” around her. I have done my best, but I still can't die.

Han Jin’s eyes were flickering. When he decided to attack the **** Cavaliers Gerald, the expressions of Xiannier and Hailuer were equally firm, and the same heroic, almost coincident temperament made them look like a For twin sisters. Han Jin sneaked into the dungeon to find Hailuer. On the one hand, because there is definitely a friendship between Xiannier and Hailuer, he wants to try to save Hailuer. On the other hand, he hopes to In the mouth of Hailuer, I know more about the past of Xiannier. It was not until he knew that Yehliucheng was very likely to launch an attack on Beit League. He suddenly realized that he was too selfish and only thought about his cultivation. He knew too little about Xiannier and Yeliucheng!

Hairouer’s experience made him feel like a smashing ice cave. Since the face has been torn, the Yehliucheng’s elf must destroy the relationship between him and Siniel. If the elves use a similar method to deal with Siniel, What should he do? Does Sunnire have the power to resist? !

At this moment, the figures of Xiannier and Hailuer overlapped in Hanjin’s mind. He even couldn’t control himself, but his mood had just been greatly improved. He finally calmed down and turned his hand. The white flame of the group appeared in his palm.

Seeing the flame, Hailuer immediately understood what Han Jin was going to do. She suddenly became excited when she was bent on her death, and her mouth snorted.

"I have already sent Joyce out. You can rest assured that she will live quietly in a place that is not disturbed by others." Han Jin raised his head and said softly.

When he heard Han Jin, Hailuer put down more than just the heart, and the body followed, and she looked at the burning flame, and then closed her eyes peacefully.

"Sorry, I can't save you." Han Jin said slowly. With his ability, the underground city is in vain, but if you want to bring a person, the difficulty will increase by tens of thousands of times. Even if you save Hailuer, she also Will become the second Edwina, and even put himself in.

Hairouer showed a twisted and ugly smile, but her eyes never opened.

"Understood..." Han Jinjian pointed to a lead, and the flame suddenly shot upwards. It was shot in the body of Hailuer, and immediately burst open, and shrouded Hairouer.

The three-flavored real fire is not a fire, but the power is enough to burn everything in the world. After only a moment, Hailuer has turned into a piece of flying ash. With the wind falling, even the two brought Hailuer endless pain. The iron hook was also burned into molten iron and rolled onto the ground.

But the three flavors of real fire are not magic, there is no magic fluctuation, you can see Hanjin, all stay there and stand there, but can not see Hanjin, still trying to create their own pleasure, although this pleasure is built on others Above the pain, they are also happy.

"The air here is too dirty, isn't it..." Han Jin seems to be talking about the piece of fly ash, and seems to be saying to himself.