My teammates always want me to die

The tomb spirit waved his hand to repel the low-level spirits around him. He walked slowly in front of Zhao Ying, raised his withered hands like chicken feet, and slowly took off the black hood that covered his face.

"Zhao Rin!" Zhao Ying suddenly opened his eyes and called out.

Under the black hood, there was a face that both of them were very familiar with. Except that the voice was far different from Zhao Rin's, the tomb spirit in front of him was simply a replica of Zhao Rin.The pair of cunning dark gray eyes drilled out from under the hood fixedly locked on Zhao Ying, with a greedy expression like a zombie looking at the food he was about to enjoy.

"No, he's not Zhao Rin." Xin Hao shook his head. Although the face of the tomb spirit looks exactly like Zhao Rin, except for this skin, the tomb spirit and Zhao Rin are two completely independent existences.

Looking at the posture in front of him, the tomb spirit is obviously running towards Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying stared at the tomb spirit carefully, and after calming down, he looked at the face in front of him, and it seemed that there were indeed many things that made him feel very disobedient.In the process of sizing up, he accidentally met the man's eyes.But for a moment, a strange feeling forcibly surrounded him.

very dangerous.

The hairs all over his body stood on end, and even the other organs hidden deep in his body seemed to be pinched by the person in front of him.Zhao Ying breathed out in pain, and unconsciously leaned behind Xin Xiao.It wasn't until Xin Xiao grabbed his hand that he escaped from the state that seemed to be trapped in a nightmare swamp.

Zhao Ying raised his head, gritted his teeth and looked at the tomb spirit in black robe.It was obvious that this guy was trying to show him off just now.He was sure that he had never seen this man who called him uncle all the time, but this man was just like Zhao Rin, who looked a bit like him.

Like myself... like?

Realizing a certain possibility, Zhao Ying's face turned pale in an instant.Memories of thousands of years ago flashed in his mind, and they were directly and relentlessly knocking on his mind quickly and forcefully.

"How come..." Zhao Ying couldn't help trembling slightly, and the expression on his face gradually became painful.

Tomb Spirit is very satisfied with Zhao Ying's performance, this is what he wants.Zhao Ying has no spiritual power, and confronting him is like a lamb confronting a tiger and humiliating himself.For this uncle who should have died thousands of years ago, he felt that death is the best destination for Zhao Ying.This world can only accommodate one black and one white, not two blacks and one white.

Seeing this, Xin Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and he held Zhao Ying's hand tightly, calming Zhao Ying's emotions silently.

"You should know that under the same sky, there is no room for extra dragons other than one black and one white." Tomb Ling's hoarse voice sounded again, and his face, which was the same as Zhao Rin's, showed his contempt and crazy.

"The only thing this sky can't hold is you."

Zhao Lin's unique clear voice came from a distance, and a silver-gray sword passed through a group of low-level spirits with a burst of piercing sword energy, and quickly stabbed towards the tomb spirit standing in the middle.

The tomb spirit didn't hide either, he stood there smiling with the corners of his mouth raised, looking confident.Sure enough, at the moment when the tip of the sword was about to touch him, his figure moved slightly, avoiding the sword thrown by Zhao Rin effortlessly.

The tomb spirit turned his head, and met Zhao Rin with his dark eyes. He said to Zhao Rin with disdain, "I never thought you, a runaway coward, would dare to come back."

"Zhao Hai, they are all ants who are just trying to survive. How can you be better than me?" Zhao Rin and Xue Zhan came over, his face was gloomy, his hands clenched into fists were behind his back, his round nails were trimmed because he was too Excessive force, pierced the palm of the hand.

"It's hard for you to remember who I am." Zhao Hai spread his hands indifferently, and he took a few more steps towards Zhao Rin. "My good brother, comparing you and me to ants, you think too highly of yourself. Whether it was a thousand years ago or now, you are just my vassal."

After Zhao Hai finished speaking, he turned and pointed at Zhao Ying, "And he is just like you."

"The real dragon of the Great Qin is a pair, one black and one white, one light and one dark. The light is the king, and the dark is the assistant. The bright king lives, and the dark assists the death. This is the way you have decided since you were born. If it is not because of you two, I How could Daqin die in the second generation!" Zhao Haiyue said that his face became more and more distorted, and his hoarse voice became sharp and harsh after reaching a certain critical point.

"I never thought that Ssangyong was my destiny." Zhao Lin looked at the person who looked exactly like him with cold eyes.

It was, and still is, a face so unbearable to him that he had never voluntarily looked in the mirror once in all these years.

"You guys were damned from the start!"

Zhao Hai smiled and accused Zhao Ying and Zhao Rin angrily.He was extremely happy now, and he had waited for a thousand years for this day.

The person who should be tortured under this cold underground palace should be Zhao Rin, not him, the real emperor.If Zhao Rin hadn't abandoned the formation and fled privately, he wouldn't have been killed by treacherous ministers because the foundation of Daqin was shaken and the fate of the country was affected.Overnight, he changed from a king who could enjoy all the glory and wealth to the nourishment that nourished this deep underground palace.How could his road of pleasure piled up with gold, silver and jade collapse halfway.

For thousands of years, apart from the hoarse roars and reprimands of the resentful spirits, there were cold and silent stone walls everywhere. He was really suffering.

He stayed in that narrow and cold place for thousands of years, unable to move.A total of eighteen locks locked his flesh and blood, and even his soul was also locked in the northernmost part of the underground palace.

He couldn't leave the underground palace. If he hadn't met Li Tianzhi, he might never be able to break free from the shackles of the eighteen forbidden locks forever.

The eighteen forbidden locks were tempered by the blood of the four fierce beasts. To undo these invisible shackles, only by finding the beast pills of the four fierce beasts can he be completely freed.

And now that he was finally freed, it was Zhao Rin's turn to taste the taste of the eighteen forbidden locks.

The real dragon has always played with fate, while the ants have only played with themselves from beginning to end.

Zhao Hai's laughter stopped abruptly, and he suddenly turned around with a machete in his hand out of thin air.He held the scimitar for a moment, but for a moment, he and the unsharp scimitar in his hand appeared in front of Zhao Rin.

Zhao Rin reacted quickly, and his body turned to the side. Although he avoided the vital point, he was cut through the shoulder by the machete in Zhao Hai's hand.

Zhao Hai didn't intend to make him take a breather, and the black scimitar slashed quickly and hard one after another to block his dodging route.

Gradually unable to attack, Zhao Rin struggled to defend, and inadvertently let Zhao Hai stab his old wound again.

"Hiss..." A strange pain came from the shoulder bone, and Zhao Rin glanced at the shoulder distractedly.

He was shocked when he saw his bone-deep wound.The previous wound on his shoulder, which was just a broken skin, now showed white bones, and the edge of the wound had started to turn black and rot.Smelling it carefully, Zhao Hai's stinky dead air lingered around his shoulders.

Zhao Rin gritted his teeth, he dodged while observing the scimitar in Zhao Hai's hand.The scimitar in Zhao Hai's hand has a strange shape, the blade is made of black animal teeth, and there are four black and white eyes embedded in the blade.On the handle made of blue animal bones, there are two fiery red animal nails on the left and right sides.

This is…

The blue mechanical talisman flew out from behind, jingled and collided with the scimitar that was about to strike Zhao Rin again.

"The thing in his hand is the gluttonous teeth, Zhao Rin, be careful of your wounds." Xin Hao's voice sounded, which made Zhao Rin, whose mind was already confused, sober up a lot.

"Thank you, brother, for reminding me!"

Zhao Rin used the black talisman paper given to him by his master before to dig out the poisonous gas-infected meat on his shoulders.He took off the bandage that had been wrapped around his wrist, and after staring at it for a few times, he carefully wrapped the bandage around his wound.He himself was fair, but now he lost his color, and his whole person was like the reflection of white.

The beast tooth scimitar was accidentally bounced away, which made Zhao Hai's attention slowly shift from Zhao Rin to Zhao Ying.When he saw Xin Xiao standing next to Zhao Ying, his gaze paused for a few seconds.

A few seconds later, he gestured to the surrounding low-level spirits.The low-level spirits who had surrounded them tightly began to obey Zhao Hai's command and assumed an attacking posture.

Zhao Hai twirled the scimitar in his hand, pointed at Zhao Ying and said, "Leave the rest to you, and I'll deal with him." He paused for a moment, looked at Xin Xiao and continued, "Also, you'd better do it first. kill him."

Xin Zou ignored Zhao Hai, and he pulled Zhao Ying, who was about to move, to him.

He said to Zhao Ying: "I will deal with him."

He probably figured out what the relationship between Zhao Ying and Zhao Hai was. He had a brat in his family, and anyone would want to beat him to death, let alone someone like Zhao Ying who must be punished.But Zhao Ying's current ability is not enough to plug Zhao Hai's teeth. It doesn't matter if Zhao Ying humiliates himself against him, but he is not very happy with Zhao Hai.

What's more, he may be better at beating up bears than Zhao Ying.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Ying stopped and nodded.

"Don't die in his hands, it's embarrassing."

Zhao Ying, who was unexpectedly kind, kindly added something before Xin Zou felt happy.

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry to break the update, I have a little bit of Calvin near the end, and I broke my promise.This article will continue to be updated, and it should be completed at the end of the month.