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Chapter Two Hundred and Three

() Su Xiwen bit her lip and looked at the back of the sharp-edged man who was haunted by sadness. Tears flowed down unconsciously. She didn’t know whether she was crying for Nirvana, or because Nirvana touched the depths of her heart.

That pain?

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, and everyone has unforgettable pain!

A drop of blood and tears!

As the only spectator, Su Xiwen felt as if steel knives were cutting through her fragile pupils.

Heartbreaking!

A man doesn’t shed tears easily because he hasn’t reached the sad point yet!

How much pain does it take to make a man shed tears of blood?

Compared with the two lines of tears of a man, one for common people and one for a beauty, it is a bit more sad!

She walked over and hugged the lonely man tightly, as if to warm her cold heart. She didn't know whether the devil was good or evil. But she knew that the man in front of her had successfully entered reincarnation and lost the devil's charm.

coat.

Me, just me!

As perhaps the only witness, Su Xiwen told herself silently in her heart: "A man's growth and transformation, what makes him sincerely happy should be the witness who is by his side at that moment... And you, Su Xiwen, are fortunate to be

The first witness... In the future, this may become a great honor..."

Turning his gaze to Can Yang, Nie Chen sneered: "Can Yang, don't you like playing with guns? Then I will tell you what is real playing with guns!"

Bang bang bang!

The extremely depressed Canyang couldn't bear it anymore and fired three shots at Nirvana.

The corners of Niechen's mouth were slightly raised, and he did not dodge or evade, but simply stretched out his hand, and his cold eyes suddenly condensed.

At this moment, the speeding bullets suddenly stopped.

This scene made Lie Huo widen his eyes and be horrified to the extreme. This was something he had never heard of. He really couldn't imagine how the idea of ​​nirvana was inspired! What kind of cruel experience does this require?

Su Xiwen also widened her beautiful eyes. When she was a child, she also imagined that she had super powers, not to mention flying to the sky and escaping from the earth, but at least being invulnerable. And when she saw those who caught bullets with their bare hands in the movie, she was so envious. Now, when she

After witnessing it with my own eyes, I realized that there is an insurmountable gap between truth and falsehood.

The corners of Niechen's mouth curled up slightly, and his palms suddenly pushed forward. The three bullets instantly changed their direction and flew towards the setting sun.

The panicked setting sun fired two shots again, but before the third shot was fired, his body suddenly stiffened. A hole appeared between his eyebrows, and blood flowed down...

"burst!"

Bang bang bang...

A dozen people around the setting sun exploded at the same time, leaving no bones left.

Those are all elite talents of the Setting Sun mercenaries, but they have never played their due role from beginning to end, and in the end they ended up with no bones left...

"ah……"

Under this weird and terrifying atmosphere, one person couldn't bear it, screamed like crazy, and ran wildly in one direction.

Nie Chen flicked his finger, and the man fell straight to the ground, causing a splash of water...

"ah……"

Immediately afterwards, several more people started to run away, but were killed by Niechen using the same method.

Cold and ruthless. On the battlefield where only you die or I die, a moment of intolerance may be a weapon to bury yourself. Therefore, when facing the enemy, Nirvana will never allow himself to have the slightest emotion mixed in.

Looking at the dead bodies that fell to the ground, Niechen smiled coldly: "You can come, you can't leave..."

The rest of the people felt a chill in their hearts, and there was a touch of the gloom of death on their faces.

But Su Xiwen frowned slightly, because she was keenly aware that Nie Chen's body was shaking for a moment. It was a sign of weakness...

Nie Chen looked at Lie Huo and sneered: "Li Huo, I respect you as a man, commit suicide..."

A relieved smile appeared on Liehuo's face and he said: "What should I call you? Disha, the Lord of Reincarnation, or Nirvana?"

Nie Chen smiled lightly and said: "It's up to you..."

Liehuo sighed: "Let's call him the Lord of Samsara. Samsara is a legend belonging to the mercenary world..."

After a pause, Liehuo said again: "You have an old saying in China: A person who is about to die is also kind to his words... Let me give you a piece of advice: the three major mercenaries are not as simple as they seem on the surface... I, Liehuo, am

A puppet who is allowed to be manipulated by others, so why not those three people? Haha... God, I am free..."

Liehuo looked up to the sky and laughed, then spurted blood from his mouth, and his strong body fell straight to the ground...

The remaining elites of the Agni mercenaries all knelt down and shed tears.

Then, he held the dagger tightly at the same time and stabbed it into his heart.

The remaining people also chose to commit suicide. Because if they die in their own hands, they can at least ask for a whole corpse. Their courage has long been broken by the Lord of Reincarnation!

The moment the last person fell to the ground, Niechen swayed and fell straight backwards.

Su Xiwen, who was paying close attention to Nirvana at the side, hurriedly caught it and held it in her arms.

Caressing the pale face, Su Xiwen's face was calm and she said softly: "Do you really believe in me that much? If possible, I really want to kill you..."

The words were interrupted by the sound of footsteps, and a group of seven people stepped over.

There are two old men in front of them, one wearing a Tang suit and the other wearing black clothes. Behind them are five people wearing coir raincoats and bamboo hats, their steps and movements are unified, just like one person.

Su Xiwen's beautiful eyes suddenly condensed, and she murmured in a low voice: "Murong..."

The old man in Tang suit chuckled and said: "It's a wonderful show..."

Su Xiwen said indifferently: "If the scene is not wonderful, how can it be judged by a group of turtles like you?"

The smiling face of the old man in Tang suit suddenly froze, then his eyes darkened, and he said coldly: "Little girl, there are many things to say on any occasion..."

Su Xiwen said contemptuously: "I don't need to be educated by you bunch of turtles who don't understand etiquette...Besides, the etiquette education I received is not comparable to that of you? In the end, you are just a group of servants...

Poor servant..."

"You're looking for death!" The old man in Tang suit was furious. He raised his palm to slap Su Xiwen, but was stopped by the old man in black beside him, who shouted angrily: "What are you doing?"

The old man in black said calmly: "If you kill her, both you and the master behind you will be blamed..."

The old man in Tang suit changed his face slightly and asked in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"

The old man in black said indifferently: "It means that you can't afford to offend her..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man in black took a few steps forward, a slight smile appeared on his indifferent face, and said: "Miss Su, you have nothing to do with the person in your arms, so you should give him to us..."

Su Xiwen said coldly: "What if I don't pay?"

The old man in black smiled lightly and said: "Then we will only offend..."

Su Xiwen suddenly smiled and said softly: "I hope you won't regret it..."

The old man in black frowned slightly, then his expression changed drastically.

Because Niechen, who was lying in Su Xiwen's arms, suddenly opened his eyes and chuckled far away: "Woman, why do you have to be so smart..."

The next moment, Nie Chen stood up, looked at the seven people indifferently, and sneered: "It's not easy to be an oriole behind..."


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