"You are a cold-blooded monster with a mother but no father, you have the ability to kill me, come and kill me." Zhengqing a cloud of black mist went up and down the cave.
The uncle turned his head indifferently, staring at him like a knife, "What did you say?"
"I just said, you are a cold-blooded monster with a mother but no father."
The uncle looked at him, "You say it again."
"Let me say this ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, you, this, a, cold, blood, strange, thing, I curse you to die worse than me,
I won't let you go even if I become a ghost. "
The uncle lifted his chin slightly, the glasses refracted a cold light, and the light flashed by, "You say it again."
"Monster, cold-blooded monster, cold-blooded monster..."
The uncle rubbed his eyebrows, "Get him away, make sure his thinking has not recovered, he is still a fool.
Zhengqing was very powerless to face her uncle. Apart from verbal abuse and struggle, it was of no use in the end, and was locked up by Sang Liang.
Zhengqing, who was locked up, continued to curse, "I'm soaked to death in the emptiness, even if my soul is scattered, I will never give in."
If it weren't for frequent appearances during this period and consumed too much energy, he would be able to drip and drip himself.
Zhengqing, who was locked up, was very worried about being caught by hiding him.
Hmph, don't believe he can enter that place, just dream.
Time retrospective is a big problem, why didn't I think of it, why should I block it.
After realizing it, Zhengqing thought angrily, and slammed into the cage, "Let me out, I'll tell you..."
Without the nourishment of the uncle's body, the black mist quickly became languid, and in the corner, it was motionless, like a black cloud hanging from the palm of the hand.
Sang Liang:...
Sure enough, he was a fool. Didn't he realize that he didn't even have a body, how could he not soak in the emptiness? The success of the peerless martial arts has proved that the previous rules of integration in the emptiness are enough.
Just in case, take out Zhengqing's body and soak again.
But Zhengqing is now a ray of consciousness, even without his body, there is no need to be soaked.
But it's okay to make him misunderstand that he is going to be soaked to death in the law of nothingness, and let him toss away.
Sang Liang said to his uncle: "The world of faith is now being constructed, and a lot of faith needs to be invested. When the time comes, nothing will be thrown into it."
It can be said that it was copied in accordance with the previous model of peerless martial arts.
Then use the star stone to cover the emptiness, and then put the energy body into it.
Provide energy for this world of faith.
Uncle Tai: "Oh, Xing Ba."
Sang Liang said: "Just in case, the person who ran away will also be caught back. If the test fails, she still needs her things."
That's a spare battery, it's not good to lose it.
Sang Liang looked at his uncle, "Go and take it back, there will be changes after a long time."
Uncle Tai: "Oh!"
After Sang Liang left, his uncle set off to that place.
Fatian was painting the door with difficulty, feeling that there was a fluctuation in the space node, and said to Ning Shu: "Someone is coming, I'm going to hide, you be careful."
Ning Shu in the wall was taken aback. Zheng Qing said that no one could find this place. If he could find this place, it might be his uncle.
Fortunately, Zhengqing, if it is the uncle, it would be really annoying to repeat the previous things again.
Ning Shu doesn't want to have anything to do with this organization now, and will definitely not appear within a hundred miles of this organization after leaving.
Guan Taishu Sangliang and the others are as strong as gods, and they have no intention to be equal to them. They are their gods, and she is her little chicken.
Do they have any deep hatred
Saying yes or no is actually Ning Shu's unilateral thoughts, and the other party simply ignores her.
If it is avoided, this class contradiction will no longer exist.
I was really exhausted, and I was at a disadvantage against them, but they had to hand over something and were not reconciled.
But I have collected a little bit of these things by myself, and I have to buy them either when I met them in the world, or I didn’t get them from the organization, and I have to return them.
From Ning Shu's perspective, this is my thing.
From an organizational point of view, yours is mine, and mine is mine.
The entire organization is the property of the uncle.
Uncle Tai appeared in the cave, looking at the murals on the wall that were so abstract that he could hardly see what it was. His expression was a little inexplicable, a little speechless, and a little nostalgic.
I wanted to pick up a stone, but when I saw that the stone on the ground was full of dust, I directly used the tip of my sword to paint on the stone wall with clouds and water.
The door painted by the uncle is still very abstract, similar to the traces on the mural, the only difference is that the traces are a bit new.
When Fatian saw that Uncle Tai was about to go in, he immediately turned into a ray of light to follow the one who followed the Uncle Tai, Fatian's figure grew bigger, and he rushed towards Ning Shu.
Ning Shu grabbed Fa Tian and was very excited, but it was a meeting.
After touching the sky, Ning Shu turned his attention to the person who was approaching. There was no black mist on his body, he was the uncle.
Standing in this place where birds and flowers are fragrant, the breeze is blowing, and people's clothes are blowing. It is really a place not very suitable for fighting.
But I had to fight again.
Fortunately, I broke through the barrier before, otherwise the barrier will be thickened now.
Ning Shu tilted his head and looked behind Uncle Tai, and saw doors with extremely crooked lines. Who painted these doors, Uncle Tai
The uncle frowned when he saw Ning Shu, probably because he found that Ning Shu had completely integrated with peerless martial arts.
Ning Shu flicked the whip, "Come on, I'm going to die in your hands, but if you die in my hands, then I'm sorry."
Anyway, if you can't run away, you can only do it.
This time, whether he was alive or dead, he would no longer have anything to do with this group of people, and he was finally relieved.
Uncle Tai looked at Ning Shu condescendingly, stretched out her hand, and directly grabbed the magic whip in her hand.
The whip was unable to control the uncle's control, and he couldn't help but floated in the direction of the uncle.
Ning Shu stared blankly at the uncle's holding the magic whip. The magic whip seemed to belong to the uncle.
I tried to escape several times, but there was no way.
Ning Shu:...
I am at a loss now, what's the matter
Fatian's voice sounded in Ning Shu's mind, "He controls a part of my body?"
Now Fatian felt as if he was being grabbed by someone's ankle, he couldn't break free no matter what, the hand holding him was very powerful, as if a mountain was pressing on him.
Fa Tian was suddenly full of worries about today's affairs, and he might not be able to leave.
But with today's things, they would not want to escape anymore, and it could also make their plan ahead.
This is really uncomfortable.
"How come?" Fatian doesn't have much intersection with Uncle Tai. How could Fatian be controlled by Uncle Tai.
(End of this chapter)