Red Heart Survey

   Chapter 775

  Some people are born with misfortune, unable to hear or speak.

  Some people are foolish and ignorant.

  There are people whose parents have died and are alone.

  Someone walked on the road, but suddenly died of running horses.

  Someone walked cautiously through the forest, but accidentally died of snakes and insects.

  Unfortunate, unfortunate.

  How many unfortunate things have happened in the world, and how many unfortunate people have been seen!

  The power of Taboo Daoism surged, dark clouds thicker than ink, covering the color of the bright moon.

   is like despair, isolated from hope.

  It is a cloud of shadow, a piece of fear.

   is illusory and real.

  It has existed before and will continue to exist in the future.

  Everyone who witnessed it felt that the future of life was bleak, and the vitality of this time was slim. It seems that today is the day of death, and this period is the time of death.

  This is a disaster, a disaster.

  The most painful misfortune is about to come.

  The big ancestral hall of Qingyun Pavilion is called Shanfu Qingyun Temple.

  The taboo secret technique of Qingyun Pavilion reverses the good and the good, so that the calamity is covered, the evil debts are entangled, and the dark clouds are gathered.

  With Chi Dingfang's strength, it is simply not enough to motivate this technique. He wants to sacrifice his life and soul, to bring disaster to life, and to feed disaster. Give yourself calamity first, then do others' calamity. Use the most fierce taboo secret technique to blast a way out for Qingyun Pavilion.

  At this moment, the monks in Qingyun Pavilion, from Zongshou to disciples, were all moved.

  Even a figure like Feng Yue, who is extremely deep in the city, couldn’t help but red eyes. No matter how you compete, the two veins of Fengchi are linked together after all. He has been with Chi Dingfang for many years, knowing the fierceness of this forbidden secret technique, and he is more able to understand Chi Dingfang's choice.

  At the moment when Qingyun Pavilion encountered the disaster of extinction, Chi Dingfang showed the responsibility of a suzerain.

   Standing in front of the mountain.

  Death to death!

  A black cloud of misfortune hung completely over the thin enemy, pulling the qi in the dark, turning the good fortune and life upside down, and countless fate as evil.

  Chi Dingfang’s ten fingers changed crazily, his body and mind were burnt, his soul and fate faded away. So the dark clouds are deep, and disaster is coming!

   is at the last moment when this taboo secret technique is about to be completed.

  The thin man who seemed to be the most indifferent among the enemies, suddenly yelled: "Stop playing!"

  The sound was sharp and hasty.

  He is like a child exhaling, as if the battle to destroy the door is nonsense, life and death is a trifling matter, you can say "don't play" or "don't play".

  Even if he is strong, this is too naive.

  No one cares about the weight of this sentence.

  Only Chi Dingfang himself, Dao Yuan surged more urgently, his emotions were stronger, and his soul and life dissipated faster. Only when he has been fighting with this thin man can he know his terrifying strength and unfathomable.

  Otherwise, why should he sacrifice himself and break the game by taboo secret technique?

  But the emotions of others and the mood of others have never been considered by Li Laosi.

  Except for the "three brothers", no one can really influence him.

   Facing the dark cloud of misfortune that enveloped the Qi machine, facing the desperate fight of a monk from the Fourth Foreign Building.

  He felt threatened, so he “stopped playing”.

  That's it.

   reached out with his right hand, grabbed it at random, and immediately grabbed a long knife from a Qingyunting monk.

  The cold light flashes instantly.

  The blade turned upside down and cut off his neck!

  He took the knife in his hand, but he didn't hurt others, but he hurt himself.

  He is not acting, not acting, not bluffing.

   Cut down with a knife, and the flesh and blood fly. This knife was so cruel, it cut directly into the half, as if it was completely rushing to behead.

  The cold blade parted the flesh and blood, and stopped at the center of Li Laosi's neck.

  But he didn't look painful, and instead grinned.

   just across from him, without warning, Chi Dingfang's entire head suddenly flew away!

  The headless corpse fell to the ground, and the cloud of calamity that had formed at high altitude, that was about to bring disaster, dissipated instantly after losing the manipulation and support of the operator.

  Thousands of miles are thin, and the sky is moonlight.

  The dark clouds have passed away, but the clear moonlight has made the hearts of the cultivators cold in Qingyun Pavilion!

  Chi Dingfang’s struggle, Chi Dingfang’s commitment, and Chi Dingfang’s desperate efforts...

Meaningless!

  At this moment, a lot of information in my mind was suddenly connected.

   "Same Return Magical..." Feng Yue was full of horror: "You are Li Shou! The flesh-cutting demon Li Shou!"

   He turned his head to look at the fat man with the steel knife: "Then you are..."

  He finally understood what this man’s strange supernatural powers were, and his voice trembled uncontrollably: "Evil people and demons!"

  In other words, this horrible speculation has always been there, but he doesn't want to believe it, can't believe it. And now, I have to believe it!

   "Uh..." Li Shou had already pulled out the long knife at this time.

  His posture of drawing a knife is like accidentally sinking into the hatchet when chopping wood, and then pulling out the hatchet hard, treating his neck as a piece of wood, pulling it hard, completely regardless of whether it hurts.

  Even people who saw this scene felt pain.

  He stood up high in the air, threw the knife away, put his five fingers together, and tightly covered the hideous wound on his neck, blood poured out from between his fingers, dyeing his entire palm red.

  'S tone was a little dissatisfied: "Brother, how come I am the one who shows great power, but he seems to be more afraid of you?"

  "Hahahaha." At this time, Zheng Laosan had already caught the only foreign surname Zongshou Zhang Yuliu of Qingyun Pavilion, and in his panic and feeble struggle, he directly smashed his head!

  Boom.

  It explodes like a watermelon.

   Splashes of red and white, warm, and muddled.

  Zheng Lao San casually threw away Zhang Yuliu's dead dog-like body, and the laughter stopped here.

  "How else am I your third brother!" he said.

   "Hey!" Li Shou clutched his neck and flew towards Feng Yue, completely disregarding his guard, and the Qingyun Pavilion disciples who were fighting behind him.

  "Why are you more afraid of my third brother?" he asked.

  With the successive deaths of Chi Dingfang and Zhang Yuliu, the possibility of Qingyun Pavilion's victory has been completely crushed.

  A smart person like Feng Yue, of course, will not be clear that the situation is over. But Li Shou's boring question made him see hope again.

  He realized that the notorious flesh-cutting demon and all evil demon have a different mindset from ordinary people. They have a kind of "naive" cruelty, and this kind of "naive" itself may have room to use.

  Feng swallowed harder, letting his fear express more clearly, hoping to make the other party more satisfied. He trembled and said: "Actually, I'm very afraid, but if you show up together, I'm even more afraid..."

   "No! Not at all!"

  Zheng Lao San already shouted from a distance: "You must be the one most afraid of!"

  He took a big stride towards this side, with an aura of murder anytime and anywhere: "Say! Who are you most afraid of!"

   "Yes!" Li Laosi also echoed: "The two-sided and three-sworded people are the most hateful!"

The cold sweat on Feng Yue's forehead dripped down instantly, and he realized that no matter where he was biased, he would offend another person. Of these two people, whoever offends will die.

   "Naive" also means that they may not obey anyone's thinking, but have their own direct behavioral logic.

  The thinking and choice of smart people may not affect them at all.

  The sophistry that he is good at, those to please, to get into the camp... are totally meaningless.

How to do?

How to do!

   "Actually..." Feng Yue deliberated.

  "Stop playing, business matters!"

  A female voice suddenly sounded, and temporarily stopped the torment that Feng Yue had endured.

  The ghost-like woman with a faceless mask freezes her figure, stands high in the sky, with her back to the bright moon, facing the mountain gate.

  Her voice screamed, like a wave rolling by: "Sect Master Qingyunting is dead, this is the end of the resistance!"

   "Qingyun Pavilion is gone, desperately useless!"

   "My mother walks in the world, and I am least afraid of murder. There is a rule, I will tell you to listen to it."

"from now on……"

  "He who holds a sword, die!"

   "Have a knot spell, die!"

   "Those who move one step, die!"

   "Those who speak out without permission, die!"

  Four dead words in a row, the words are decisive and murderous.

  The ferocious aura that belonged to her was unreservedly released, and she immediately entrenched the gate of the mountain, calming the cultivators of Qingyun Pavilion who had lost their backbone.

  Dangling...

  The weapon fell to the ground.

  The high-level Qingyun Pavilion, one sect master and four sect guards, so far only one has died. The only remaining Zong Shou Fengyue took the lead and gave up the resistance.

  The spine has been broken, and the courage has been broken.

  This woman wearing a faceless mask is really vicious, really cruel.

  The tone and momentum she used when she said those rules seemed not to shock anyone, but just to find a comfortable reason to kill herself.

  No one can question her determination to kill. The fighting spirit that was already on the verge of collapse was completely disintegrated.

  Night breeze hunting.

  Lang Xing Mingyue Murdering Night.

   "Ah!" There was still a scream, and the Qingyun Pavilion Gate, which had suddenly calmed down, looked particularly abrupt.

  The woman wearing a faceless mask suddenly turned her head to look away.

  The man with blood eyes who just pulled his hand from the chest of the opposite monk, Nene explained: "He just moved."

  He is holding a whole **** heart in his hand.

  After all, the woman didn’t do anything to him. She turned her head back and continued her fierce speech, controlling the situation: "Very well, it seems that we have reached a consensus initially!"

  She said in a cold tone: "You have to know to be afraid, but don't be too afraid! Because the old lady will not kill you all!"

   "Hey!" At this moment, Zheng Laosan suddenly shouted at her, and said seriously: "We are not playing, this matter is very important."

  What's the matter?

  Of course, women who know them know that Zheng Fei, an idiot, is talking about who is more terrifying about him or Li Si.

  This fat man is responding to her previous sentence-"Don't play, business matters!"

  What kind of brain is this!

  The aura of hard work was interrupted repeatedly, and the woman was almost furious.

  But being angry with this guy...what's so angry about?

   is not the first day to know them as idiots.

Suffocating the urge to take off the mask, the woman took a deep breath and let herself ignore these idiot teammates who had not succeeded or failed, and continued to shout: "Now, listen carefully to every word of mine, because it is all about Your lives are safe!"

  She slowly moved her eyes from left to right, confirming that her deterrence was felt by everyone.

   Then he said: "The people named Feng and Chi stand up first, you are safe for the time being!"

  (End of this chapter)