"Do you want to know a secret now, or wait until the end to reveal a secret?"
After the man was carried in the red west, the man was carried out a few seconds after being carried out, and it sounded again, and the voice could not hear any emotions.
"What's the difference?"
A Jiu couldn't help asking.
"have."
The answer was positive.
A Jiu waited for a while, and found that there was no one in that voice. I couldn't help asking: "What is the difference?"
"It may not be the same secret."
That voice replied: "Because not only one person tells the secrets they know, these secrets will be randomly distributed to those who want to know secrets."
A Jiu knew it, and some dissatisfied said: "That is, it is possible that these secrets are not what I want to know."
"good."
That voice replied: "If you choose to reveal a secret in the end, as long as you can live to the end, you can ask one you want to know the secret."
Great destruction, what rules, what concerns, go through the ghosts.
When I saw A Jiu's look in summer, I immediately asked: "Nine girls, do you want me to help you hold this idiot out, and then sting for him fiercely," "Forget it, it doesn't make any sense, see if they can still see them.
What kind of tricks come out. "
A Jiu also aroused some of the victory in his heart, and decided to go to the end with the longevity main bar that has not yet appeared.
At this time, a series of information appeared on the display: "Congratulations to the two for getting 11 billion wealth, a enemy violent place ... and a secret."
A Jiu thought about it. These should be the option made by the red west -west man just now. The boy obviously had a attitude, so these became their things, but she didn't have any intentions at all.
After the two rooms merged, there was a deacon to move everything in the room, including display and tables and chairs.
"Well, I moved everything, is it going to start fighting?"
A Jiu casually guess.
Summer is a little bit of interest, and said with a smile: "It's best to have a fight, otherwise it will always be solved all at once, it is really disappointing."
"What do you mean, are you invincible on the earth?"
A Jiu said without ridiculousness.
"Nine girls, don't say so straightforward."
I yawned lazily in summer, "Sister Xianxian said that being a man must be modest."
A Jiu couldn't help but turn it out: "Who said that he was summer in spring, summer and autumn, the first day in the world, because you are the first in the world regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter."
"At that time, I was young and ignorant."
A seriously said in summer: "Now I have matured and stable. The first thing in the world has long been a fact.
"You are mature and stable, obviously not sensible than before."
A Jiu said silently.
Looking at A Jiu's eyes in summer, he said seriously: "Nine girls, don't you feel my mature charm?"
A Jiuqiao blushed and slapped directly: "I really want to shoot you to death, this dead hooligan!"
"Nine girls, I said temperament, where did you think of?"
Xia Tian was hit on the head and glanced at Ah Jiu somewhat unhappy.
Ah Jiu knew that this damn gangster must have deliberately misled him, and now he was deliberately pretending to be confused. He said angrily: "I don't want to care about you."
At this time, two walls suddenly collapsed. Apparently two more rooms were merged, but I didn't know who they were facing this time.
Sure enough, after a while, two figures slowly walked in front of Xia Tian and Ah Jiu from different directions.
One of them turned out to be a good-looking beauty. She looked to be in her early twenties, with an oval face, a high nose bridge, and slightly frowning thin eyebrows, which made me feel pity for her.
The other person is a decadent man with disheveled hair. He is about forty to fifty years old. He is tall and tall, but his back is slightly stooped when he walks. His eyes seem to be slightly squinted, and he exudes the air of an underground artist.
breath.
"Who are you?"
The little beauty with an oval face spoke first. She looked at Xia Tian and Ah Jiu in a panic, and subconsciously avoided the artist next to her. She was almost scared to tears.
"Now that everyone is here, stop pretending to be harmless quails."
Ah Jiu glanced at this little beauty. Although she didn't have Xia Tian's ability to see through people's hearts, she could still see clearly the disguises of certain types of people.
The little beauty with an oval face looked confused, as if she didn't understand what Ah Jiu was talking about, and she just shrank into a corner warily.
On the other hand, the artist with disheveled hair strode towards Xiao Ge and Ah Jiu and said in a cold voice: "If I kill you, all your things will be mine?"
"If you really have that ability?"
Ah Jiu didn't like the tone of this man's words very much, so he couldn't help but said coldly.
The hair-wearing artist glanced at Ah Jiu blankly, then looked at Xia Tian, and said to himself: "I'm sorry about those two, I have important things to do here. I must survive to the end, and I will take any chances.
You are unlucky. I will apologize to you here first. When you get to the underworld, you can report my name to the Lord of Hell.
My name is..." "Forget it."
Xia Tian yawned lazily: "What is your name, Jiu Yatou and I are not interested in knowing it. Even if we know it, we can't remember it. After all, you are just a passerby."
"Oh, that's interesting."
The hair-wearing artist reached out and took out a ring from his arms. He pulled it gently and saw the silver light shining all over the room. "Having not been in the world for many years, are today's young people already so crazy?"
Xia Tian replied calmly: "It's not crazy, it's just telling the truth."
"I seem to know who you are."
Ah Jiu saw the man put on the ring and pulled out the silver cords all over the room. He suddenly had an impression and said with a smile: "Many years ago, a world-class top killer appeared in the killer organization [Wan She], nicknamed
The Silver Spider Killer, who likes to cut people's heads with silver spider silk the most, behaves wildly and roughly, is not shy about taking orders, and is quite feared in the industry, so it should be you."
"Someone actually remembers a loser like me."
There was a shy smile on the face of the hair-wearing artist, looking a bit like a child who had been praised.
Xia Tian said with some confusion: "A world-class top killer?
Why haven’t I heard of it?”
"This man washed his hands of his crimes more than thirty years ago. You knew he was a ghost."
Ah Jiu rolled her eyes at Xia Xia and explained: "You might not have been born yet at that time. You were at the same time as your second master, the God of Killing Allen. You can ask him and you will know."
Xia Tian didn't understand and asked: "Jiu Yatou, how did you know?"
"Of course I have checked this information before."
Ah Jiu said angrily: "I'm different from you. Besides beautiful women, who else would you be interested in?"
The loose-haired artist couldn't help laughing when he heard the conversation between Ah Jiu and Xia Tian, and said to Xia Tian: "I didn't expect that you are actually Allen's apprentice. I wonder how much of his skills you have inherited?"
"Don't use the word inheritance. I know all his skills, but he can't do anything I know."
Xia Tian said proudly.
"Since you are related to Allen, then if I kill you, I won't feel so burdened."
The haired artist's eyes suddenly changed, and he said in a cold tone: "He is the one who brought me to this point, and now that God has allowed me to meet his apprentice here, it can be regarded as showing mercy to me.
Go to hell!"
After saying that, he turned his hands, and dozens of silver lights flashed rapidly in the room, and the spider threads danced wildly, making a sharp sound of "sssssssss".
Not long after, huge cracks were opened in the ground and walls from time to time by spider threads, and mud and rocks flew everywhere.
The little beauty with an oval face in the corner was so frightened that she almost lost control of her bowels and urine. She just held her head and screamed non-stop.
"So, you are also an idiot."
Xia Tian still looked lazy, completely ignoring the dangerous situation in front of him: "You were bullied by my second master, you just go to him, why are you looking for me?"
"It's too late to beg for mercy now!"
The hair-haired artist snorted coldly, and the spider silk in his hand danced more and more fiercely, as if he wanted to strike Xia Tian and Ah Jiu into pieces.
Xia Tian curled his lips speechlessly: "Begging for mercy?
There is indeed something wrong with your brain.
Originally, if you went to have a fight with my second master, you might still have a chance to survive. That old man likes to show off, and likes to defeat others and then let them go, to show his so-called magnanimity.
I'm different. Except for my wives, anyone who dares to attack me will definitely die, and no one can save you."
"Yellow-haired boy, you are so arrogant. Today I will cut you into ten thousand pieces to avenge the humiliation by your master back then!"
The hair-wearing artist burst out with anger, suddenly spread his fingers and waved them towards Xia Tian.
Xia Tian stood still, maintaining the same disdain he always had when looking at idiots on his face.
The hair-haired artist was not misled by Xia Tian's eyes. The silver spider threads still wrapped around Xia Tian's body layer by layer, and then suddenly tied up the spider threads.
"As long as I give you a slight hook, you will be cut into countless pieces by these spider silks."
The hair-wearing artist sneered and said to Xia Tian.
Xia Tian yawned lazily, but still remained unmoved: "Then you should hurry up and hook up."
The hair-haired artist thought Xia Tian was weak and suddenly tightened the silver spider silk in his hand, and then his head fell to the ground with a "pop".
His eyes were full of disbelief, and he didn't understand how he died.
"Ah——" The little beauty with an oval face in the corner screamed in fright, then her eyes turned white and she fainted.