No name: "His Royal Highness, I am going to clear the way."

Thanks for your pity: "No, I come in person."

When he finished, he jumped down, as if a white flower had been blown down by the wind, and silently fell before the palace.

Just as he was about to push the door of the temple, there was a cry of babies in the temple.

Lang Ying has no scorpion, and his son has already died. Where is the baby in his temple?

Cherish does not care about this. Not to mention that there is a baby, even if there is a thousand troops in it, he is not afraid, and raises a foot to open the temple door!

The strange thing is that there is only one person in the hall, there is no second person, and there is no baby. As soon as I saw the people, the man looked up and said, "Are you coming? I am looking for you."

The man in the temple is Lang Ying.

Although he was already a lord, he did not have a Chinese costume and sat on a throne. Xie pity also wondered how he reacted for a moment, and then he became clear. He was wearing a mask and wearing a mourning dress at the moment. Lang Ying recognized him as nothing.

There is also a formation in this palace, and when she enters, she obviously feels that something is blocking. But with a little force under his feet, he stepped on the ground in the temple, and the sound of something shattered in the air.

The winter and the night outside the temple rushed in, filling the sleeves with joy and enthusiasm. He said happily: "What are you looking for?"

When he heard his voice, Lang Ying looked slightly changed and said, "Is it you?"

Cheering slowly approached him, and the white boots stepped step by step on the cold and cold stone. He said: "It is me."

Lang Yingyi introduced the coward, and took the soldiers to destroy the Xianle. The emperors temper was added, and the general evil spirit could not reach his body. But at this moment, thanks to the pity, there are thousands of battle death souls!

He did not believe that the number of such a large, resentful so strong grievances, but also Lang Ying has no way? Sure enough, the grievances are instigating and cant wait to break free and parasitize the enemys fresh flesh and blood. The sound of incitement could not be heard by anyone, but Lang Ying was not shocked. He said, "Are you coming to kill me?"

Thanks for the pity, the next moment, he flashed to Lang Ying, grabbed his hair and pressed it to the ground.

Successful!

Under the sorrows and sorrows, Xie Pitys mouth is unconsciously rising. Sure enough, sure enough! He can defeat Lang Ying!

Originally he was bound by the identity of the priest, and there was no way for the person who had the power of the emperor, but he who abandoned the body of the priest could finally defeat Lang Ying. Xie pity heart jumps wildly, is about to take the next step, but suddenly changed: "What sound?"

Hey, hey, he heard the tiny baby crying, but within this hall, there is no baby at all!

Confirm again, not right. The cry was from the mouth of his man Lang Ying!

More accurately, it is Lang Ying's body. Thanks for pulling aside his clothes, his eyes suddenly screamed, Huo Di got up: "...What is this?!"

Lang Ying slowly rolled over and sat up and said, "Don't be afraid."

This sentence is not to say thank you, but to what he said.

On Lang Ying's chest, there are two faces, each of which is the size of a real person, protruding a huge tumor. The big face is beautiful, it is faintly a woman's appearance, the small one is crumpled, like a baby, and there is a burst of crying sound, which is from the mouth of this "baby" .

Human face disease!

Thanks for your pity: "How come you have a face disease?!"

Lang Ying said: "This is not a human face disease."

Thanks to pity: "Where is this not a human face disease? Is this not a human face disease?"

Lang Yingdao: "This is my wife and son. It is not the kind of thing you said."

As he whispered, he raised his hand and gently stroked the two faces on his body. It was really a husband and father who were touching his wife and children. But the two faces are not even open to the eyes, they just open their mouths, cry, empty, and not adult.

Speaking, Lang Ying looked up: "Where is the white phase? He said that my wife will come back, but it has been so long, how can she still not speak? What is going on? Call him to come to me!"

Hearing words, thank you for understanding, said: "You, let the white phase, the grievances of your wife and son, raised to you?"

It turns out that the methods in the palace all the way are not to prevent foreign things, but to prevent things hidden inside from escaping! Lang Ying, who has become the head of the country, is secretly feeding these two grievances with his own flesh and blood!

Xie Li still wants to come to him to settle accounts, who knows that he does not need him to do it, Lang Ying has planted a human face disease for himself. The time when the two epidemics grew on him was certainly not short. Even the small hands and feet grew together, and they hang down cumbersomely, deformed and terrible. Moreover, they have already drained the nutrients of the host. Lang Ying's two rows of ribs are unusually prominent, and the lower abdomen is also smashed. The complexion is sallow and the body is sturdy. It looks like it is not a few days to live, and the brave and fierce warrior on the battlefield. Not a person at all.

It seems that although he won the battle and became the head of the country, it is not very good. Thanks for your pity, I didnt feel very happy. I grabbed Lang Ying and angered: "What joke?!"

He still has no enemy life, and the enemy is dying! what is this? What should I do? !

This catch, something falling from Lang Ying, Ying Ying red light, a bomb, a long shot. Lang Ying grabbed the hand of Xie's pity, and seemed to find it difficult to do this action. He gasped: "Beads... that bead."

Thanks for turning around and looking at it, the scroll on the ground is actually the red coral bead he gave to Lang Ying. Lang Yingdao: "I always wanted to tell you, thank you for your beads."

Hearing this sentence, thank you for a moment, I did not expect that he would suddenly say this sentence, my heart seems to have something turned up, and he was forced to press it, said: "You!..."

Lang Ying whispered: "You will give me breakfast soon. Unfortunately..."

The voice did not fall, and the body that Xie pity grasped was sinking, and Lang Ying fell down with such eyes.

Thanks for not responding, no name: "His Royal Highness, he is dead."

"..."

Thanks for your pity: "Dead?"

Looking down, Lang Yings pupil has begun to scatter, and he is really dead.

Xie pity muttered: "How is he so dead?"

He still did nothing to Lang Ying, how did he die?

Moreover, it is quite happy to say that he is still dead. He completed his revenge on Xianle, with his close relatives, ready to meet under Huangquan. He was fed up in the world, and death was a relief, and he died. On the contrary, it is thanks to the pity, and now even the object of revenge is gone!

Full of grievances and resentment, eventually turned into a feeling - hateful, hateful! It is so hateful!

Lang Ying fell and did not move. The two faces on his chest seemed to know that the host was dead. Suddenly, he cried, screaming, squeaky, and the sound of rubbing on the goldware of the fingernails. Unbearable. Xie pity has to be mad, he pulled out the black sword, just want to go down and let them shut up, then the black warrior slammed the knife. When the knife light flashed, Lang Yings body was smashed into several pieces, dozens of pieces, hundreds of pieces... flesh and blood. Xie pity did not start to be one step ahead of him, cold channel: "Who made you do this?"

No name: "You don't have to dirty your hand."

At this time, a rush of footsteps sounded outside the door, a teenagers voice shouted: "Uncle!"

Who? Thanks for turning his head, I saw the temple door wide open, a teenager standing at the door, looking to this side. He was full of smiles, and as soon as he came in, he saw that the body was full of land and stayed on time. Thankful and indifferent: "Who are you?"

The boy said: "I..." His eyes turned and he saw the body corpse, and he said: "Uncle!"

At this time, someone called outside: "His Royal Highness! Don't run around, the Lord said, you can't run around in the palace! Don't make it difficult for me to do it in the middle of the night..."

Your Royal Highness?

Lang Yings son is already dead. This boy shouts Lang Yings uncle, and its definitely Prince Langs prince, Prince Yongan!

This little prince also reacted and panicked: "Ghost! There are ghosts! Come..." Didn't scream a few words, the black warrior slammed on his neck, and the eternal Prince Yongan fainted in the blood pool Among them. However, the shouts have already been passed out and they are picked up outside: "What? Did you hear that?" "Guards! Guards!"

Thanks for the movement of the eyes, the black warrior slightly bowed his head, gestured to him to solve, and went out. For a moment, the outside sputum was cut off. When I stepped out of the temple, the large guards fell to the ground, and the black warrior stood in the middle, and the slender long knife dripped blood, but it was a knife. And in the distance, there was a new embarrassment. A group of new guards came and shouted "Protect the Lord!" "Protect Your Royal Highness!!"

Thanks for the indifferent turn and ignore. Sure enough, in less than a moment, those vocals seemed to be harvested with a knife, and they were all annihilated. Immediately, the black warrior followed it silently.

Thanks for the slightest side, said: "The palace, burned."

The nameless slogan said: "Yes."

The raging fire ignited, and the two black and long silhouettes stood before the fire, and the shadows on the ground were constantly distorted, deformed and elongated.

So much trouble a, Palace Wing palace of people give all long been awakened, or fire, or shouting at escape, cries floating the sky, and the Sound of the case when the palace was burned exactly the same.

That black Warrior said: "Your Highness, what you want to do next."

That white man cold channel: "Lang children go to the Bay."

Sound destroy the country before, Xie pity Jiro children have been to numerous Bay. Every time I go, is to save rain, physically and mentally fatigued, heavy pace. This time, he is for exactly the opposite purpose, but it is one easily.

After the drought, and the strong support of the new head of state, Langer Bay has already resumed its vitality, the streets and alleys, and the pedestrians are all elated, and the bleak days of a few years ago are different. Only one place is still bleak, and that is the Prince of Xianle.

No one will come to the ruined Prince's Hall, and Xie Pity chose the place of residence here. At the moment, he is meditating in the temple.

These grievances should have quickly found the host, that is, the cursed object. However, because Lang Ying is already dead, they are still struggling, and they are crying and crying to the pity, and they are closed with sorrow. Let it go. He frowned and said: "Wait, don't worry, you will be free!"

At this time, one voice said: "His Royal Highness."

Xie pity opened his eyes and saw that the black warrior was in front of him, kneeling on one knee.