Bai Wuxiang was kicked by his foot, turned over in the air, and steadily landed, and said: "Are you crazy?!"

He is angry!

For a long time, Xie Li was the first time to see such a strong emotional fluctuation in this thing, which made him very happy. He grabbed the black sword on the ground and attacked it. He said: "I am not crazy, I am just coming back!

Its not so easy to get rid of it. White no side flashes and whispers: "You... forgot? How your parents left you, how your nationals treated you, how your followers betray you! Just one person, a little passerby! Forgot all of this?!"

Thanks to the pity: "I have not forgotten! But -"

He screamed with a sword and angered and said: "Turn off your ass!!!"

White has no grasp of the sword front, holding it very tight, blood flowing down, and the bones are also squeaking.

He was out of control, and some incredulously muttered: "...waste, waste! You are really waste! At this step, you can still regret it, but you can turn back!"

Xie Pity is also pushing the sword down hard, and gnashing his teeth: "...you have disgusted me, so I definitely don't become as disgusting as you!"

"..."

The white phase seems to be a little calmer, and it restores the tone of everything in his grasp. "Well, you are just dying. Have you forgotten what I said to you?"

Thanks for the pity, the white is nothing to say: "The battlefield undead, has been recalled by you, now, it is already late. They are unstoppable!"

In the midst of heavy rain, Xies black sword on his hand gave a sharp squeak, screaming in his ears and in his head. White has no reason: "What are you going to do? Is it worth it? For these people, bear the curse of the world?"

Since the beginning of his slap in the face, Xie Pity has always been in a state of blood boiling and feverish minds. He speaks his sword and speaks his heart. He did not think about what to do next. Listening to him asking questions and not knowing how to answer, said: "You can't see what I plan to do. Before that, I will get rid of you!"

White has no cold and screams, saying: "Not self-reliant!"

The voice just fell, and the pity only felt that the body was light, and the whole person flew up.

He immediately stabilized his mind to find the center of gravity, but this focus has not yet been found, the white shadow flashed above, and it was a violent attack. Thanks for the pity, it turned into an iron ball, and was thrown down by people. A loud noise broke into the ground.

If the original thank-you pity still holds the "three-point lucky" that can be won when it breaks out, he will be completely awake when he hits it.

Can't win!

Too strong, this thing is overwhelming for him!

Xie Pity never gave birth to such "overwhelming" thoughts when confronting any enemy. Only in a few times on the king, I only occasionally flashed a moment. However, Junwu is strong and not fake, but it is a kind of strong restraint and retractable, which is completely different from white. Among the toughness of this thing, there is a fierce fierce and full of resentment.

Therefore, as long as one stroke, thank you for understanding, he is absolutely not to win the white. I am afraid that only Jun Wu, this thing is a level opponent.

However, his voice now cannot be communicated to Junwu!

A fierce foot, white, white boots, stepping on the chest, Senran said: "From the very beginning, it is because you are not self-reliant, delusional, only led to all this!"

Xie Li was trampled by the internal organs, and it was difficult to be a painful one, but he endured a blood, saying: "No. Not me!"

White has no reason: "Ha?"

Xie Pity stretched out his hand and grabbed his boots. His eyes were unprecedented, and his eyes were clear. He said, "It is you who brought the human face disease. It is you, it has caused all this!"

"..."

White did not say anything: "Maybe. If you must think so."

Immediately, he smiled and said: "But you have to be clear, if you are not self-sufficient, and you are trying to go against the sky, I will not appear in this world. I am born in accordance with the destiny."

The flame in the eyes of the pity was not only drenched by heavy rain, but burned more and more. He said: "You are less self-righteous! I don't need you to teach me, I will learn by myself. If you represent the destiny, then the destiny should be destroyed!"

The sky is full of thunder and the wind is raging. The white phaseless voice went down again.

He whispered: "I am so careful to teach you, but you are stubborn. Prince, I lost patience."

Thanks and pity a few times, nothing to say: "But there is no difference, anyway, you have already awakened them, only the last step. This last step, let me help you."

Thanks the police, "What do you want?"

White did not bend down, grabbed the hand of thankfulness, forced the black sword into his hand, held it, and lifted the sword to heaven!

The sky smashed a thunder and lightning, injected into the sword of the black sword, and reflected went back. The dense dark clouds began to stir up, and a black cloud appeared in the sky above Yong'an. Countless human faces, human hands, and human feet were tumbling inside, as if the **** had moved to the sky.

At the same time, the sunset is over.

Xie pity lay on the ground, his eyes reflected the rolling black clouds and the thundering sky, and the white did not throw him down, and the black sword fell to the ground.

The cloud was uploaded like a scream of a thousand horses. This screaming can be said to be destroying the earth. In the streets and alleys, many people were shocked and looked at them with umbrellas. They said: What's wrong?" "What's the noise?" "My mom?! What is it in the sky?! Is that a face?!" "The world is in chaos, the world is full of chaos!"

Thanks for the mud on his face, he climbed up from the ground and shouted: "Go back! Go back to the house!! Don't come out! Go back to the house and run!!!"

The human face is going to explode again!

Xie pity struggled to wave his hand here, and Bai Wuxiang smiled softly on the side. Thanks for turning back and glaring at him. White no-phase hands and sleeves, calm and quiet: "Why must you be so angry? Anyway, you can no longer look back, it is better to appreciate the sweetness of revenge. Enjoy it, this is your masterpiece."

"..." Thanks, "Do you think I have no choice?"

White has no reason: "If you still have a way, please?"

Thanks for taking a deep breath, grabbed the black sword on the ground and walked to the street crowd.

Everyone recognized that the prince who was lying on the street for two days, who was not a ghost, a god, or a man, was carefully retreating. Thanks and pity: "Stop!"

I don't know why, although he was covered in mud, he had a strange momentum, and everyone really stood still. Thanks to the pity: "Do you see those things in the sky?"

The people nodded inexplicably, thanking the pity: "Those who are the grievances that cause the human face epidemic, will soon be erupted again!"

The black sea of clouds is really stunned, and does not need more persuasion. Everyone believes this. He shouted: "People, people face the disease?!" "How come again?" "Its not true..."

Some people have no gods, and some people turn and run, but most of them are uneasy and stay in place, waiting for him to say more. Xie Pity did not say it, but held the sword in his hand and moved forward.

He lifted the cold weapon, and scared everyone to brush back a few feet, but thanked and said: "Hold!"

"..."

Everyone shouted: "...what?"

In the rain, Xie pity held the sword and said: "As long as you use this sword to stab me, you will not get a human epidemic."

"..."

The white smile didn't seem to be broken.

Hey, he calmly said: "Prince, are you crazy?"

Everyone also shouted: "This... what is this?"

"Is he crazy?"

"Take the sword to stab him? Really? What does he want to do?"

The crowd knows about Soso, and there is a burst of laughter in the white phase, saying: "Are you losing your mind or not having enough of a sword to wear your heart? No, this time, I am afraid that Wan Jian will wear my heart. Take a good look at the sky!"

He suddenly didn't smile, pointing to heaven: "The grievances cover the whole of Yongan! That is, if you want to 'save the lives,' you have to let everyone in Yongan come to slap you a sword, and within a day you will change. Into a muddy mud! Is this stupid practice different from what you used to ask for rain? Do you think you are saved?"

Thanks to his face, he said: "One day is not good, then one month, one month, no two months, three months! If you can't save ten thousand, you can save a thousand, and you can't save a thousand. Save one hundred, ten, even one!!!!"

White has no anger: "Why are you?!"

Thanks for raising his sword with both hands, he shouted: "No why! Because I want to!!!! Even if I told you..."

He turned back slightly and scornfully said: "--you can't understand this kind of waste."

"..."

The scorn in his eyes is too explicit and too boneless. The white phase seems to be involuntarily inconsistent. He said, "What do you call me?"

Xie pity no longer cares for him, calmly turns to everyone, saying: "Its okay to stab a sword. I wont die. You have seen it in these two days. But one person is only allowed once, and no one is allowed to mess, listen to me. Otherwise, whoever chaos me will blow the head first. Believe me, I can blow you one hundred in one hand."

White has nothing to do with the channel: "You have made yourself a waste of the country's broken family, actually called me waste?"

Where did everyone dare to take the sword in the hands of Xie, but did not dare to pick up, did not dare to run. White no phase was colded by him, more and more anger, cold voice: "...good. Then I will see what you will do with your own eyes. But no matter what the end, you are looking for yourself. Don't cry at the end and crash, saying that you regret coming back to me."

Pushing and squatting for a long while, the dark clouds in the sky are getting more and more heavy, as if they are going to fall down. The screams of countless human faces are still in my ears. Finally, a father is scared and cant stand it, dragging a child. Come over and pick up the sword, said: "I, I will take my family Xiaobao first to try it..."

Others are still hesitating, and they are surprised to see: "Do you really want to try?!"

The father actually hesitated, and daringly said: "This... this, he seems to really not die! Can't help, the big brother really can't live! My little treasure..." Say, use The hand covered the eyes of the child in his arms and let him hold the black sword. White no phase does not interfere, only a cold smile, thankful pity slightly clenched, waiting for the pain of the next moment, said to himself: nothing, has been hurt too many times, and soon got used to it.

Who knows, when the black sword is about to penetrate his lower abdomen, when he slams, he is knocked down.

Xie Pity did not wait for the unexpected pain, but waited for a loud "No!!"

"..."

He slammed his head. The one who sold the black sword was actually the hawker who sold the water!

The hawker was mixed in the crowd. It seemed that he couldnt stand it anymore. He stood up and said: "I said this is not very good? You look at his belly, this bloody, is it really not dead? Even if not Will it be dead, will it bleed?"

The father frowned and said: "This... this..."

The wife of the water seller sneaked at him in the crowd, but the hawker whispered back and said: "Don't worry about anything going back and say it again!" He turned back and said: "Why is it really a stab? I dont know if I will get sick, or dont you sting?

The father said Tiandao: "But, right away..."

At this time, the child in his arms cried, and the hawker immediately pointed out: "Look at you, you call your son to take a sword, your son is scared and crying!"

Sure enough, the child cried as he wowed, and while he was throwing his black sword on the ground, he probably didn't understand what his father wanted to do, but he felt scared. At this point, the father's mind was completely dispelled, and the son was taken back to the crowd. A few people have already been eager to try, but when the first person is frustrated, the nature behind is not good, so he shouted in the crowd: "Don't listen to what he said? The human face epidemic is coming again! He Its a god, its brought to the top of the head!

The hawker said: "But if he is a god, he will not voluntarily do this kind of thing?"

He kept talking, causing some people to be impatient: "You also know that he is voluntary, then what is the problem? Do you want everyone to die together?"

"You are selling your water, and you usually have a head when you are short of two..."

The hawker wife has been secretly screaming at him. He immediately blew it up when he heard this sentence. He blushes and screams: "Let your mother's shit, who is short of two?! Roll it out and say it again?!"

The other party immediately shrank. The hawker also blushed, and then stalked the neck: "I said! He volunteered to be his voluntarily. It is our business to do this. Is it a knife to swear?" If I gave him a glass of water in the past two days or how, I might still want to try this sword now, but... I didnt give it! Who gave it? This face... I cant pull it anyway!