The smell of blood permeates every corner of the pavilion, reminding people repeatedly that there is a hell here, a hell created by human greed and belief.

Tick, tick, tick. Drop by drop of blood fell on the ground, and the sound of dripping was as shocking as thunder in the deathly silent pavilion.

It's just that this kind of vibration is a frightening and creepy shock. But maybe in some people's hearts, this creepy shock is nothing more than a spring breeze.

This is how Li Mengling felt. She felt like she couldn't see, hear, or smell anything. Lin Junwu's words kept repeating in her mind. In addition to being empty, there was endless regret in her heart.

Lin Junwu's blood-soaked hands touched Li Mengling's breakable skin. His movements were slow and gentle, as if he were stroking a lover. Lin Junwu's hands still had the warmth of blood, but this warmth fell on Li Mengling's.

His skin looked so cold.

Lin Junwu reached over and blew the wind gently in Li Mengling's ear. Before Li Mengling could think about it, Lin Junwu opened his mouth and said slowly in a hoarse and murderous voice: "Miss Li, remember this, next time

...I will kill you."

The words that were as cold as the death call were like the sickle of death striking at Li Mengling. Her helpless and absent-minded eyes could no longer see when Lin Junwu left, nor could she see the hell-like scene in the pavilion, nor could she smell the smell that made her feel sick to her stomach.

The smell of blood.

She could only squat on the ground weakly, hugging her knees with her hands, burying her head deeply in her feet, and cried weakly and helplessly.

In this world, the most difficult thing for people to guess is human emotions, right? Maybe even Lin Junwu, who is as indifferent as this right now, can't understand it...

…

Lin Junwu held a spear and slowly walked past the corpses in the pavilion, passing by Li Jingna. Standing in the middle of the pavilion, he glanced at Li Mengling imperceptibly, with a trace of struggle flashing in his eyes.

"That's it, that's it. Cut it off. If you keep cutting it off, you will suffer chaos." Lin Junwu murmured to himself, and then inserted the spear into the ground. Looking at the ceiling inlaid with golden dragons on the pavilion, the breath on his body was released again.

.

I saw Tuntian Dantian vibrating slightly, and the severe and stimulating pain spread from somewhere in the body to Lin Junwu. His fair skin was covered with blood drops in just a few breaths. The domineering force on his body turned into a protective wall.

The vitality is withdrawn, followed by pain that stimulates the depths of the soul.

The vitality of Bawujue turned into a big mouth and swallowed up all the corpses in the pavilion. The vitality full of impurities and different attributes was instantly decomposed into Bawujue vitality, and the endless stream of Bawujue vitality was like spring water.

Where does it flow to the body?

I saw that the crack in Lin Junwu's meridian, which was obviously larger than before, slowly healed under the vitality of Bawu Jue.

The blood stasis blocking the key exertion parts of the body also melted away bit by bit, turning into a faint golden blood and returning to Lin Junwu's body.

The somewhat yellowed bones with cracks everywhere slowly healed under the infusion of Bawu Jue's vitality, and bit by bit began to turn yellow into jade.

Every bit of Bawu Jue's vitality restored was like a dull knife scraping Lin Junwu's skin. But Lin Junwu's face didn't change at all, not even taking a breath, but only with endless tenacity.

In just a few breaths, only Lin Junwu and the absent-minded Li Mengling were left in the entire pavilion, and only a sea of ​​blood was left on the ground. The blood beads on Lin Junwu's body were swallowed back by the swallowing dantian, and the breath on his body bit by bit

of elevation.

The intense pain made Lin Junwu frown slightly, but the effect of the pain was excellent. At least Lin Junwu estimated that the vitality and blood brought by the people in the pavilion could restore half of his injuries.

Half is enough. Lin Junwu slowly picked up the spear in his hand and looked straight at the Li family hall with his spear-like eyes...

At this time, the Li family hall.

I saw that the entire hall was very open, and it was more than twice as big as the pavilion. There were golden dragons embossed on the ceiling and windows. The dragons' eyes widened angrily. Under one glance, the scales and body of the dragons were embellished.

They are linked together, as if the dragons are real, but are just sealed in the ceiling and windows.

A young man wearing a golden robe. There was nothing embroidered on the young man's robe, but under the light of the lights, a five-clawed divine dragon vaguely appeared between the golden robes. The only difference was that this five-clawed divine dragon was not

It's golden, but a bloody divine dragon that exudes evil.

This young man is naturally the prince of the Great Zhou Empire, Ji Dong. Unconsciously or not, Ji Dong stretched out his hand and touched the head of the evil blood dragon that seemed to not exist, and then looked at the relief of the dragon on the window and said

: "It's such a good work! It's just such a pity that this good work is such a good work. Do you think so, Patriarch Li Yuan?"

Li Jing stood next to Ji Dong, his forehead covered with thin beads of cold sweat. He lowered his head, with awe in his eyes, and then opened his lips slightly and said, "What Prince Ji Dong said is true! This is our Li family

It has been handed down from the ancestors of the founding clan. But what I am ashamed of is that our Li family has lost the glory of our ancestors. As the saying goes, treasures increase the number of virtuous people. On behalf of the Li family, Li Yuan gave this relief of a wandering dragon to Prince Ji Dong."

Hearing Li Yuan's words, Ji Dong nodded slightly. There was no change in his face. He seemed not to care at all about the dragon relief he secretly requested. It was just a temporary idea.

Seeing this, Li Yuan's face with his head lowered showed a hint of relaxation. After all, Li Yuan is an old fox who has been living in the deserted city for a long time. During this period of contact with Ji Dong, he has figured out Ji Dong's character.

Ji Dong's appearance means that he is extremely satisfied with his behavior.

Li Yuan couldn't help but look at Ji Dong again. He saw that Ji Dong looked handsome and majestic, with a friendly smile on his face, but this smile secretly concealed a coldness that would repel people thousands of miles away. Let him

People want to get closer but don't dare to get close, and always keep a distance.

Li Yuan couldn't help but secretly sighed, this Prince Ji Dong is really a dragon among men, the proud son of heaven! He couldn't help but feel lucky that he surrendered to the Zhou Empire. Such a proud son of heaven, why worry about the immortality of the Qin Empire?

There was silence for a moment in the hall. Li Yuan looked at the stunned Ji Dong and hesitated for a while, and finally asked the question he had been wondering: "Prince Ji Dong, half an hour has passed.

Why haven’t the adults from the Silver Armor Army come back yet?”

When Ji Dong heard what Li Jing said, he turned around and looked at Li Jing, and said lightly, "Oh? You mean those silver-armored troops led by Jifeng? They are all dead. Didn't I tell you?"

Li Jing listened to Ji Dong's words and opened his mouth, his face full of disbelief...

I saw? Ji Dong stretched out his white fingers to touch the dragon relief on the window, and kept uttering words of admiration in his mouth. If it weren't for the fact that there was no trace of appreciation in his eyes, others would probably think that Ji Dong from the Great Zhou Empire

Ji Dong, the heir to the family, is just a person who is greedy for worldly things.

Li Yuan raised his head, his face full of surprise and disbelief, and his body was trembling slightly. Then Li Jing took a few deep breaths. Not only did his mood not calm down, but it made his teeth chatter continuously.

, Li Yuan was obviously very scared at this time.

Li Yuan opened his mouth and kept mumbling in a voice like a mosquito: "Impossible, impossible. How could the invincible Silver Armor Army be completely annihilated like this? Is the Li family going to perish like this?"

God, no, Prince Ji Dong, tell me, tell me you are lying to me."

Li Yuan murmured, his body trembling more violently, and finally he knelt on the ground, crawled towards Ji Dong with his knees, grabbed Ji Dong's clothes and said: "Prince, Prince Ji Dong, I know you just said

Are you lying to me? How could the Silver Armor Army be destroyed like this?"

Ji Dong squinted at Li Yuan, whose face was already covered with snot and tears. The smile on his face instantly faded and was replaced by a look of disgust.

Suddenly, Li Yuan felt that his chest was hit by a strong force. The harsh force made his chest feel tight. He couldn't breathe for a moment, and then his body flew back uncontrollably.

I saw Ji Dong slowly retracting his legs, and then looked at Li Yuan who was kicked out with disgust and said: "Master Li Yuan, please pay attention to your identity. Not every time you are so lucky.

Oh."

Ji Dong's voice was as kind and gentle as before, but when it fell on Li Yuan, it was like a heavy hammer, hitting him hard. Li Yuan only felt a sultry heat in his chest, and then there was a surge in his throat.

A stream of liquid filled with fishy warmth arose, and I couldn't help but spit it out. The scarlet blood fell to the ground, looking so strange under the light.

Ji Dong slowly walked towards Li Yuan, came to Li Yuan, then raised his foot and stepped on Li Yuan's head hard. The cold floor with warm blood instantly connected with Li Yuan's head.

The heads came into contact, and the blood on the ground splashed onto Li Yuan's head as he hit it, making his hair dyed a little red with the blood.

A little bit of pain passed to Li Yuan. Li Yuan wanted to open his mouth and scream, but found that he couldn't scream out. Ji Dong's body exuded an aura, which was so strong that he couldn't help it.

Move and make noise!

Ji Dong had returned to his former spring-breathing smile, but his movements were completely different from his expression. He kept raising his feet and stepping on Li Yuan's head, and from time to time he would step on Li Yuan hard.

Li Yuan's head was rubbed, and the cold and rough floor scratched Li Yuan's skin.

Li Yuan's blood continued to splash onto Ji Dong's golden robe as Ji Dong's feet fell. The faint bloody dragon seemed to be attracted by the blood, and it actually started to swim up, and then opened its big mouth.
Chapter completed!