Chapter 734: Forgiveness and revenge to be changed
Song He had lived for more than twenty years and never thought that he would be held in the arms of another man.
Still the most fashionable princess hug in the city.
Shameful, but quite safe.
The moment he realized this, Song He's expression became extremely weird and he wanted to break free.
But he found that his body still couldn't move.
Even his neck was extremely stiff and he could only look at Wang Jin.
After hesitating for a moment, Song He asked.
"You're not dead?"
"ha?"
Wang Jin turned over to avoid the giant tail that suddenly swung at him, and asked in reply.
"What makes you think I'm going to die? Wei Shanhe?"
"…Um."
Song He couldn't nod his head and could only hum twice from his throat.
"I kicked his head off."
Wang Jin said casually, with a kind and gentle smile.
"?"
Song He glared.
"But he's probably not dead yet."
Wang Jin added another sentence.
“…??”
Song He was silent for a long time and decided to shut up and watch the battle.
Wang Jin chose a relatively safe position and threw him to the ground.
Then he turned around and looked towards the center of the hall.
Chang Tianliu's body looks very familiar.
I had seen it in my dream, and the dragon above the evil dragon looked very similar to her.
They are old acquaintances.
But when he actually stood in front of this thing, Wang Jin couldn't help but admire it.
It turns out that there really are creatures that can be both ferocious and beautiful at the same time.
The huge figure just matched the bronze hall, and it looked like a standing train.
One claw alone was countless times larger than Wang Jin's, and the water flow was stirred up as the body writhed, causing the entire hall to tremble slightly.
The water in the pool was disturbed, almost forming a whirlpool.
Fortunately, Wang Jin is now a shark and can barely control his body shape.
What makes this majestic creature so crazy is the blood-red steel bar on its body.
To the dragon, this thing is not even a toothpick.
But this toothpick was stuck right into its other intact eye, swallowing the flesh and blood while still digging in.
It hurts to look at it.
Chang Tianliu was scratching his face frantically with his claws, trying to dig it out.
Unfortunately, it has no effect except leaving wounds.
"ha…"
Wang Jin grinned and smiled.
He had guessed this situation from the moment he handed the Scarlet Arms to Song He.
The appetite of the Scarlet Arms is expanding crazily.
Once Songhe lets go, it will rush towards Changtianliu and start feasting.
It's obviously not a good thing to make a platoon leader lose his weapon.
This is a countermeasure specially designed by Wang Jin.
"It won't hurt if I change back to human form."
Wang Jin looked at Chang Tianliu with interest and reminded him casually.
Maybe he was dizzy from the pain, but the other party didn't hesitate at all.
Her figure quickly shrunk and turned back into a naked woman.
Of course, this didn't make her pain any less painful.
The scarlet weapon solidified almost instantly and pierced her bones violently.
For Liu Xian, this is a quite effective means of control.
Almost at the same time.
The scales on Song He's body faded layer by layer and finally disappeared.
After regaining his freedom, he simply ignored the wounds on his body.
He jumped up suddenly and walked towards Chang Tianliu with the knife.
His veins popped out and his face was gloomy.
When he was rescued by Wang Jin, his happiness and joy temporarily diluted his anger.
But once he calms down, anger will surge into his heart again.
Hatred is such a thing.
"As soon as possible, we don't have much time."
Wang Jin did not stop him, but watched all this quietly.
Song He nodded and walked to Chang Tianliu.
The hand holding the knife was raised high, but it never came down.
His muscles trembled slowly, and his face turned a little pale.
The young man looked at Song He and sighed slowly.
A few hours ago, Wang Jin asked Song He if he wanted to deal with all the mermaids.
He answered "no" and said that these mermaids had "atone for their sins".
Wang Jin doesn't quite agree with this statement.
He only believes that blood debt must be repaid with blood.
Obviously, Song He didn't think so.
Of course, this doesn't mean he is wrong.
Be able to implement the kindness in your heart into actions, even if misfortune happens to you.
This is also powerful.
"Let's do it."
The woman squinted her eyes and looked at the man in front of her.
In the blood-red sight, the figures of Song He and Song Paitou slowly overlapped.
But he still held the sharp blade high and remained motionless.
Like a statue.
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows.
The choice fell on him instead.
It was the past that helped Song He make up his mind and vent his anger.
It's better to grab the knife from the opponent's hand and end this meaningless stalemate.
Normally, Wang Jin wouldn't care about this kind of thing.
But time did not allow him to continue to sit on the sidelines.
bite--
The nail sword flashed past and cut off the woman's arm.
Blood gushes out and blooms into a bright red in the water.
Wang Jin did not take any more action, but turned to look at Song He.
"This is for myself. I have been very tired along the way."
"As you can see."
"Revenge does not make a person violent, and forgiveness does not make a person weak."
"It's just an innocuous choice."
The young man shrugged.
"The only thing to note is that I only cut my own share."
"We cannot forgive for others, nor can we revenge for others."
"Be yourself."
Snap.
Wang Jin patted Song He on the shoulder.
"You still have a long time to think about what to do, but not now."
"We have to leave quickly, this place is going to collapse."
"good."
Song He nodded slowly, very naturally.
It was as if the young man in front of him was his elder. Song He had lived for more than twenty years and never thought that he would be held in the arms of another man.
Still the most fashionable princess hug in the city.
Shameful, but quite safe.
The moment he realized this, Song He's expression became extremely weird and he wanted to break free.
But he found that his body still couldn't move.
Even his neck was extremely stiff and he could only look at Wang Jin.
After hesitating for a moment, Song He asked.
"You're not dead?"
"ha?"
Wang Jin turned over to avoid the giant tail that suddenly swung at him, and asked in reply.
"What makes you think I'm going to die? Wei Shanhe?"
"…Um."
Song He couldn't nod his head and could only hum twice from his throat.
"I kicked his head off."
Wang Jin said casually, with a kind and gentle smile.
"?"
Song He glared.
"But he's probably not dead yet."
Wang Jin added another sentence.
“…??”
Song He was silent for a long time and decided to shut up and watch the battle.
Wang Jin chose a relatively safe position and threw him to the ground.
Then he turned around and looked towards the center of the hall.
Chang Tianliu's body looks very familiar.
I had seen it in my dream, and the dragon above the evil dragon looked very similar to her.
They are old acquaintances.
But when he actually stood in front of this thing, Wang Jin couldn't help but admire it.
It turns out that there really are creatures that can be both ferocious and beautiful at the same time.
The huge figure just matched the bronze hall, and it looked like a standing train.
One claw alone was countless times larger than Wang Jin's, and the water flow was stirred up as the body writhed, causing the entire hall to tremble slightly.
The water in the pool was disturbed, almost forming a whirlpool.
Fortunately, Wang Jin is now a shark and can barely control his body shape.
What makes this majestic creature so crazy is the blood-red steel bar on its body.
To the dragon, this thing is not even a toothpick.
But this toothpick was stuck right into its other intact eye, swallowing the flesh and blood while still digging in.
It hurts to look at it.
Chang Tianliu was scratching his face frantically with his claws, trying to dig it out.
Unfortunately, it has no effect except leaving wounds.
"ha…"
Wang Jin grinned and smiled.
He had guessed this situation from the moment he handed the Scarlet Arms to Song He.
The appetite of the Scarlet Arms is expanding crazily.
Once Songhe lets go, it will rush towards Changtianliu and start feasting.
It's obviously not a good thing to make a platoon leader lose his weapon.
This is a countermeasure specially designed by Wang Jin.
"It won't hurt if I change back to human form."
Wang Jin looked at Chang Tianliu with interest and reminded him casually.
Maybe he was dizzy from the pain, but the other party didn't hesitate at all.
Her figure quickly shrunk and turned back into a naked woman.
Of course, this didn't make her pain any less painful.
The scarlet weapon solidified almost instantly and pierced her bones violently.
For Liu Xian, this is a quite effective means of control.
Almost at the same time.
The scales on Song He's body faded layer by layer and finally disappeared.
After regaining his freedom, he simply ignored the wounds on his body.
He jumped up suddenly and walked towards Chang Tianliu with the knife.
His veins popped out and his face was gloomy.
When he was rescued by Wang Jin, his happiness and joy temporarily diluted his anger.
But once he calms down, anger will surge into his heart again.
Hatred is such a thing.
"As soon as possible, we don't have much time."
Wang Jin did not stop him, but watched all this quietly.
Song He nodded and walked to Chang Tianliu.
The hand holding the knife was raised high, but it never came down.
His muscles trembled slowly, and his face turned a little pale.
The young man looked at Song He and sighed slowly.
A few hours ago, Wang Jin asked Song He if he wanted to deal with all the mermaids.
He answered "no" and said that these mermaids had "atone for their sins".
Wang Jin doesn't quite agree with this statement.
He only believes that blood debt must be repaid with blood.
Obviously, Song He didn't think so.
Of course, this doesn't mean he is wrong.
Be able to implement the kindness in your heart into actions, even if misfortune happens to you.
This is also powerful.
"Let's do it."
The woman squinted her eyes and looked at the man in front of her.
In the blood-red sight, the figures of Song He and Song Paitou slowly overlapped.
But he still held the sharp blade high and remained motionless.
Like a statue.
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows.
The choice fell on him instead.
It was the past that helped Song He make up his mind and vent his anger.
It's better to grab the knife from the opponent's hand and end this meaningless stalemate.
Normally, Wang Jin wouldn't care about this kind of thing.
But time did not allow him to continue to sit on the sidelines.
bite--
The nail sword flashed past and cut off the woman's arm.
Blood gushes out and blooms into a bright red in the water.
Wang Jin did not take any more action, but turned to look at Song He.
"This is for myself. I have been very tired along the way."
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