"Blood Bodhi? Haha, I'm telling you the truth, Miss Lian'er. Haotian has known about this news for a long time, and Haotian... Hey, wait, what... is that? Damn it, how could it be like this? Who is it?
, Miss Lian'er, who was the one who hurt you after all, why don't I dig up their ancestral graves!"
Long Haotian couldn't stop laughing at Mo Honglian's confusion and questions. Just when he was about to explain it to her, the strong wind roared at the right time and quietly lifted up Mo Honglian's sleeves, causing
A pair of jade arms covered with countless scars slowly appeared in front of Long Haotian's eyes.
Looking around, Mo Honglian's arms were covered with scars left by the battle, including sword wounds, gunshot wounds, knife wounds, whip wounds, etc.
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In short, Mo Honglian, who is as old as a flower, actually has no clean and complete skin on her arms. Even through these scars, Long Haotian can vaguely see that those scars seem to be completely covered.
It lived all over Mo Honglian.
This unexpected discovery made Long Haotian burst into anger, and the murderous intention and thoughts in his heart shot straight to the ninth level of the sky!
A young woman like Mo Honglian, who has not yet left the court, has suffered such inhuman injuries and torture. Anyone who sees her miserable condition will feel sad and pity for her, and have great sympathy for her.
What's more, what about Long Haotian, who still hates evil as much as he hates evil?
It was also at this time that Long Haotian suddenly realized why Mo Honglian had to find a remote place where no one was paying attention when she was washing and bathing. It was because she was afraid of the shocking scars on her body.
It will scare other people!
Look, such a kind-hearted and virtuous little girl grew up in a chaotic area like the Black Prison, but she was born in the mud and untainted. What a shame those damn beasts were able to kill her? Such a dehumanizing person
Aren't they afraid that they will be struck by lightning due to their animal behavior?
"I hate it. You are such a good old man. Don't you think it's too much to stare at a girl's body like this?" Mo Honglian said with a look of shame and annoyance.
"Don't change the subject for me, Miss Lian'er, tell me honestly, these injuries are all caused by that son of a bitch? Damn it, look at me, Long Haotian, if I don't kill him first
Beast, and then killed his nine tribes and dug up his ancestral graves!"
At this moment, Long Haotian has completely transformed into the God of Death. He has completely forgotten the huge gap between himself and Mo Honglian, and directly uses strong domineering energy, without allowing any rebellious and domineering tone of Mo Honglian.
, and forced a confession from him face to face.
"Ahem...Ahem, what, you stinky (rogue), I think you have misunderstood Lian'er. I am not as simple-minded as you think, and I am not a purely good person. On the contrary, I am still a murderer without blinking an eye.
The female devil was given the title of Red Lotus Devil by the strong man from the Black Prison.
However, Lian'er dares to pat her own chest and assure you, you scoundrel, that the people this girl killed were all a group of people who had done bad things and deserved to be killed. She never killed any innocent person indiscriminately.
Really!" With red eyes, Mo Honglian told Long Haotian her origin and identity for the first time.
"A female devil who kills without blinking an eye? Bullshit! Living in a chaotic area like the Black Prison where sin is everywhere, if you want to live like a human being, you must first learn to kill, not to mention the reason why you can kill, Lian'er.
, then they are just protecting and rescuing themselves, okay?
What just makes me feel angry and annoyed is how can those beasts direct their sins on a kind-hearted little girl like you, Lian'er? With such beastly behavior, they really
Aren't you afraid of being punished by God?" Long Haotian responded angrily.
"There's no way, you stinky gangster. The way to survive in the underworld is that whoever's fist is big and hard enough can control everything, and can even control the fate, life and death of others. Here, there is no way to survive at all.
There is no such thing as justice and justice!" Mo Honglian smacked her lips and said.
"That was before. Now that I, Long Haotian, am here, I will definitely establish the order of the black prison here with my own hands. Whoever dares to stop me will be killed by me, even if it means killing the entire black prison.
"Look, even if the black prison becomes a river of blood, I, Long Haotian, will not hesitate!" Long Haotian said.
"Order...Order? Stop making trouble, you scoundrel. If you want to establish order in the black prison, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky. Lian'er advises you scoundrel, you should put this away as soon as possible.
Unrealistic thoughts and ideas, because that won't work at all!" Mo Honglian answered and poured cold water on her words.
"Won't it work? Hum, that's not necessarily true. Besides, you haven't even tried it, so how do you know that this idea won't work? Believe me, Lian'er, I really can do it!" Long Haotian looked determined.
Calmly, with a stubborn and serious look on his face.
"Forget it, since you bastard wants to try, then give it a try. I don't know in the end, but I don't know if you, bastard, can actually do it. Hehe..." Mo Honglian smiled sweetly.
road.
"That is inevitable, but before that, Haotian still has some things to do. I hope that Miss Lian'er will give me some time until I can put the blood in this bloody lake in front of me..."
"No need to say anything, Mr. Long, I know what you want to express, so just give me a blank storage ring. I will collect all the Blood Bodhis here for you!"
Long Haotian has absolute self-awareness. He clearly knows that trying to establish order in this dark prison, one of the ten most forbidden places where sin is everywhere, by himself alone is undoubtedly a fantasy. Only
Only by gathering the strength of the crowd may there be a certain chance of success.
At this time, Blood Bodhi became very important, and Long Haotian planned to use Blood Bodhi as a reward to win over people's hearts, thereby creating a stage for himself to realize his ambitions and dreams.
But in an instant, before Long Haotian could finish what he wanted to express, he was interrupted by the words of the Human Emperor Sword Artifact Spirit who had already connected with him!
"What...what, you...are you here? Cough...cough, senior...Senior, is this really okay? You must know that senior, you are just a sword spirit. How can Haotian...
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"Okay, boy Long, yes, I am indeed a genuine sword spirit, but after all, I am also a sword spirit that has lived for a million years, okay? In such a long time, what has happened to me?
I have never seen such strong winds and waves, let alone experienced them personally?
Don’t worry, just for such a small matter as collecting the Blood Bodhisattva, you, Mr. Long, can leave it to me with peace of mind. I dare to promise you, Mr. Long, that I will definitely do it better and better than you!”
Long Haotian's words were once again interrupted by the Human Emperor Sword Spirit.
"That's all, that's all. Since you insist on doing this, senior, then I can only reluctantly comply with your wishes, senior. Now, I'll give you something, senior!"
Faced with the persistence and determination of the Human Emperor Sword Spirit, Long Haotian pondered for a moment, and finally agreed to the request of the Human Emperor Sword Spirit with a wry smile on his face.
call out
As soon as he finished speaking, a blank storage ring that was temporarily vacated by Long Haotian quickly flew out of his arms and slowly floated in front of his eyes!
"Haha, this stinky boy, he is becoming more and more like the Human Emperor now. His words and actions are all moving in the direction of the Human Emperor. Yes, I am very relieved to see this stinky boy grow and progress. I feel so relieved."
The Human Emperor Sword is the symbol of the Human Emperor. As the new master of the Human Emperor Sword, Long Tianhao, whether it is his words and deeds, the tone of his words and the way he thinks, must all be considered and considered from the perspective of justice. This is one of the prerequisites for becoming a human emperor.
At this moment, Long Haotian's subconscious actions and reactions made the emperor's sword spirit unable to help but burst into tears, and he could vaguely see the supreme power of the future generation of human emperors from Long Haotian. His demeanor made him plan to fully assist Long Haotian in ascending to the throne!
Huhu
Immediately, with a strong gust of wind passing by in front of his eyes, the Human Emperor Sword Artifact wrapped around the storage ring turned into a stream of light and penetrated into the bloody lake in front of him.
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"Hee hee, Long Haotian stinky (rogue), this rusty iron sword of yours is not simple, it can actually read your thoughts and thoughts? Speaking of which, where did you get such a good thing? Is there any extra? If possible, how about one piece? Hehehe."
Mo Honglian was not very clear about the conversation between the Human Emperor Sword Spirit and Long Haotian, as well as the communication process, but she could see the extraordinary features of the Human Emperor Sword at a glance.
However, like Long Haotian, Mo Honglian also failed to successfully connect the rusty long sword in front of her with the Human Race's belief in the Human Emperor Sword!
"This is a long story to say. To be honest with you, Miss Lian'er, this rusty iron sword was accidentally obtained by Haotian in Duanhun Stream. It is a treasure that can be compared with it. Haotian is indeed There is one more thing, but I'm sorry, Haotian cannot cede it to you.
Because that treasure is Haotian's natal magic weapon, and it is the guarantee and foundation for my survival. However, Haotian promises you that if I am lucky enough to find the third one, I will give it to Miss Lian'er without hesitation. You, I hope Lian'er can understand Haotian's difficulties, please!"
After Long Haotian was slightly startled, he accepted the topic with an apologetic face, and then truthfully told the details of his encounter with the Imperial Sword.
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"No... no, you stinky (rogue), you actually... actually have a second treasure of the same level? It seems that Lian'er still seriously underestimated and underestimated your stinky () rogue's ability and It’s all about tactics, don’t worry, I won’t do such disgusting things that take away people’s beauty!”
Mo Honglian blinked her beautiful big eyes and said with an incredulous look on her face.