The Devil’s Cage

1206. Chapter 1126斩!

    Blood flowing.

    After Qin Ren’s entire struggle, he fell on the sofa, and his body quickly stiffened, and his face was black.

    "The blood of the half demon is very powerful."

    "Unfortunately……"

    "You are not immortal!"

    "Sorry,"

    Sackley whispered softly. After apologizing, he slowly pulled out the short knife and quickly took out the hidden seeds in his arms and dripped the blood on the knife.

    Soon, the rooted seed began to germinate.

    Moreover, at the speed visible to the naked eye, a flower bone grows and looks very bright.

    Follow

    Puff

    Sakri’s backhand stabbed himself in his heart.

    More blood, dripping along the blade on the flower bone.

    And Shakeley seems to feel no pain at all, not only does not stop, but a knife handle,

    Suddenly, the wound suddenly became bigger.

    The blood is completely sprayed on the flower bone.

    Sackley was squatting and standing on the ground with an unstable standing. His face was pale like paper, but he was full of excitement, expectation and relief.

    "It’s coming soon."

    Wait longer

    Wait longer

    He kept chanting in his mouth.

    His blurred vision has been staring at the slowly blooming flower.

    As if, once again, I returned to that time.

    He watched as she was framed in the temple.

    He watched as she was lifted out of the temple.

    Life and death are just moments.

    But the difference is that at that time, he was incapable, timid and weak.

    Now he is still weak compared to that one, but…

    He can make a living.

    He used to think that living is the most important thing.

    But only when you really experience life is not as good as death, you will understand that living is sometimes more uncomfortable than death.

    On that day.

    that moment.

    It seems to be human torture, tortured him all the time.

    As soon as he closes his eyes, he will see her eyes.

    From the hope of struggling to the despair of numbness, it is ultimately a bleak ash.

    She hates him.

    He knew

    Therefore, he will be dressed up neatly and neatly every day. He hopes that he will be what she hopes. He hopes that her soul will have a bit of comfort when she sees him.

    His paranoia believes that perhaps she will get a bit of comfort.

    Ridiculous?

    Ridiculous.

    Only a few days later, Sarkley gave himself a slap in the face, and then there was a crazy plan in his mind.

    He kept this ridiculous look.

    He used this ridiculous appearance to face everything.

    He is waiting for the opportunity.

    He did not hesitate to die.

    Now,

    He waited.

    He waited with guilt.

    Feeling the rapid flow of power in the body, it is like a thousand knives, the soul burns quickly, like hot oil pouring, but Shakeley laughed.

    The pain of the flesh.

    The pain of the soul.

    What are these pains?

    He has experienced it even more painful things.

    Painful

    No pain.

    Numb.

    Instead, he felt relaxed for a long time without feeling.

    "Sorry,"

    "I can't help you say sorry to you."

    "But I will take the bastard and go into purgatory – where I will make atonement for you again!"

    The blurred line of sight is completely black.

    Shackley fell on the flower bone that was gradually blooming.

    Let the flower swallow his body.

    Three

    Two

    One

    The flowers are blooming, delicate and fragrant.

    It was a sigh.

……

    “Is it unexpected?”

    'The God of Lincheng' looked at the 'big marsh' in front of him, and a cold smile appeared on his face. He licked his lips and his eyes were full of malice.

    "I don't need to tell you something more unexpected?"

    "For example: I joined forces with me."

    "When I was fighting with you here, he had already begun to destroy the nodes of the city."

    "It won't take long, the whole city will collapse and isolate!"

    "And as a god of the city, you will enter an unprecedented state of weakness!"

    The words of 'God of the Forest City' are more malicious than his eyes.

    However, what surprised the 'God of the Forest City' was that 'Dauma' did not have any panic.

    Even, there wasn't even a little panic.

    " Still pretending to be calm?"

    "Or do you think that the node that can't find the city of Yancheng?"

    "You not only underestimated him, but also overestimated your men."

    "You don't think they will betray you?"

    "You are so naive!"

    'The god of Lincheng' sneered out, but there was a bit of doubt in his eyes.

    Something went wrong.

    Faced with the problem of life and death in the whole city, 'Dauma' can't be so calm, even if he is, if Lincheng has the same situation, he can't be so calm, although he usually treats those mortals like pigs and dogs. general.

    Needless to say, 'Onuma' loves his 'people'.

    'The god of Lincheng' breathed the look of the 'big marsh' in front of the eyes.

    The appearance is exactly the same.

    The temperament is no different from the one in memory.

    If there are people who imitate the appearance, how can the temperament be so similar, and more importantly: strength!

    That kind of strength that broke his disguise!

    Absolutely not mortal can achieve!

    The other side has a backhand? !

    Unconsciously, such speculation appeared in the heart of the 'God of the Forest City'.

    Such speculation made him look at his eyes and his eyes were soaring.

    "Although I don't know what cards you have, but you really think that you can beat me after leaving the land?"

    The 'God of the Forest City' looks like a good one, and the power in the body rolls and gathers like a tide.

    "You have not left Lincheng."

    'Dauma' said indifferently.

    "Different!"

    "How can this be the same!"

    "I have arranged it!"

    "And you?"

    "It's just a big fool who is blinded by illusory reality!"

    "'Onuma" you have to remember that you must find a truly loyal subordinate in your next life!"

    It seems that I thought of what I was proud of. The 'God of Lincheng' laughed happily, but he still didn't smile, and the sound stopped.

    The 'God of the Forest City' has a stagnation in the body like the tide of the waves.

    This kind of stagnation is like a piece of iron net, and the 'God of the Forest City' is firmly bound.

    Not only can't move, but it is also consuming the power that belongs to him.

    The change has made the 'God of the Forest City' stunned.

    But immediately, his sorrow became unbelievable.

    Because, he saw that 'Dauma' pulled out a purple, giant sword with a demon color.

    That is not the weapon of 'Onuma'.

    That uses this weapon…

    Not an onyx!

    Not the big marsh, who will it be?

    "Who are you?"

    'The god of Lincheng' asked loudly.

    there is no answer.

    There is only one sword under your arm.

    Only

    Kill!