The Evil Dragon Emperor's eyes were distant and lonely. He seemed to have seen the scene of the battle between the two, but the Evil Dragon Emperor was not afraid at all. This is not an eternal myth, it's bullshit.
Sixteen years have passed. No one knows how strong Bastian is now, let alone whether anyone can test his limits. And sixteen years later, who will know the limits of his Evil Dragon Emperor?
Where is it?
"Whether he comes or not, don't let these rats stay around us. Grab a few, cut off their limbs, and throw them outside the south gate. Let Brother Zongheng do this."
When the Evil Dragon Emperor said the last sentence, the look in his eyes towards the Evil Judge was obviously different.
"Yes, Dragon King."
Xie Ju said respectfully.
After Long Yingxiao appeared that day, he mentioned the past of brothers Zongheng again. I wonder if it was influenced by this. Recently, the Evil Dragon Emperor felt more and more that something was wrong with brothers Zongheng. This time, they took action, and they also wanted brothers Zongheng and
These big forces have a grudge, and as long as they have nowhere to go, they will naturally stay at ease in the Black Dragon Evil Warriors.
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after one day.
Dozens of "human sticks" were thrown outside the south gate of Ziyang No. 1 Middle School, including men and women.
They were unfortunate because their limbs were chopped off by the Black Dragon Evil Warriors and used to scare the monkeys. They were also lucky, because compared to other people killed by the Black Dragon Evil Warriors, at least there would be someone to collect their bodies.
The school has always been surrounded by police, and the cordon has been pulled to the outermost road of the school. The bustling avenue in the past is now so lonely, and no cars choose to pass through it anymore. Ziyang No. 1 Middle School is shrouded in a heavy black atmosphere.
People find it extremely scary just to see it, let alone dare to pass by it.
When dozens of squirming "human sticks" appeared in front of the police, they thought that the Black Dragon Evil Warriors had betrayed their agreement with Long Yingxiao and began to massacre the students in the school, and they still used such cruel methods.
means.
But when the leaders of the major forces came to claim them, they knew who was behind these corpses.
The blood dyed the road red, and the squirming "human stick" was like a snake that moved for the last time before hibernation, slow and cold. However, the snakes will revive again when the spring comes the next year, but when their blood is drained,
There is only one ending for "human sticks", and that is death.
The Black Dragon Evil Warriors don't need to know whether there are any survivors, nor do they have the interest to know. What they only need to know is that when the leaders of the major forces see their geniuses turned into "human sticks", they are a
What kind of expression.
Such an expression can bring great psychological satisfaction to the members of the Black Dragon Evil Warriors, and such a cruel and sympathetic scene will also make these forces understand what it means to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, and what it means to be a Black Dragon Evil Warriors.
There is no crying, no resentment, only neither happiness nor sadness.
No matter how heartbroken the leader is, they cannot show it in front of the Black Dragon Evil Warriors, otherwise he might be the next one thrown out.
Not all the leaders of the forces came, perhaps because of fear, or perhaps because they felt that the dead geniuses were of no use and collecting their corpses was just a waste of time.
After those "human sticks" that had no one to collect their corpses squirmed, all that was left was blood. The blood became darker and darker as time went by, and the corpses followed.
As time goes by and becomes colder, the battle for the Nine Star Stone, witnessed by blood and corpses, officially begins the prelude to death.
Afraid and uneasy, people can't do anything.
The policemen guarding the outside of the school also know that they are nothing more than cannon fodder. Once a fight occurs, the residual power of the superpowers' battle can engulf them. Whether it is the black dragon evil warrior inside the school, students, teachers, or outside the school
The police and citizens are all waiting, waiting for the day a hundred days from now, waiting for an answer. This answer will tell them who will win, whether it is justice in the world or the reality of sin.
However, some people will definitely not be able to wait for this answer.
For example, the geniuses of the past are left with only a puddle of black blood on the ground.
Perhaps the students and teachers within the school will be even more frightened, because they are not only facing the reality of sin, but also the ever-present and ubiquitous fear and pressure brought to them by the Black Dragon Evil Group.
This fear will now frighten them, make them feel uneasy, anxious, and perhaps desperate. But this is only now, and their situation is indeed relatively safe. If Long Yingxiao and others come back a hundred days later,
The Black Dragon Evil Warriors left and they were still safe a hundred days later. However, what about the minds of the teachers and students who were still intact at that time?
Will the confinement that lasted for more than a hundred days, the fear of being imprisoned for more than a hundred days, and the feeling of constant fear really disappear with the departure of the Black Dragon Evil Warriors?
After a hundred days, how many people will breathe a sigh of relief, how many people will be grateful that they escaped, and how many people will fall into endless post-traumatic emergency disorder in the long years to come?
Of course, if Long Yingxiao and others fail to successfully retrieve the Nine Star Stone, death will be imminent.
Maybe they will become "human sticks" and be thrown out one by one before the Black Dragon Evil Warriors leave; or maybe they will be reduced to ashes along with Ziyang No. 1 Middle School under the anger of the Black Dragon Evil Warriors, and finally become
Fertilizer for the entire land.
Life and death are hard to say.
This uncertainty is enough to scare people in itself.
Therefore, although the school still maintains normal campus order because of the agreement between Long Yingxiao and the Evil Dragon Emperor, the entire school became completely different the day the Black Dragon Evil Warriors arrived. No matter how calm it was on the surface
, no one knows what kind of waves are surging in people's hearts.
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Compared with them, I believe that Long Yingxiao's heart at this moment cannot be calm. If Long Yingxiao's state of mind is compared to the sea, then there must be a large-scale tsunami in Long Yingxiao's heart at this moment, and the shocking waves are coming to him.
The ocean in my heart kept rolling, and the waves crashed onto the land, as if they were going to smash the eternally peaceful land into pieces. Hidden behind the roaring waves were the past that were too painful to recall.
Long Yingxiao was sitting beside the bed in the hotel room. The room looked so peaceful with white sheets, milky white carpets, and bright yellow floors. But this peace did not affect Long Yingxiao at all. What on earth was he thinking?
No one knows, no one can understand.
No joy or sorrow.
Long Yingxiao seemed to have been petrified. Medusa's eyes were focused on him, and you couldn't even see any fluctuations belonging to living things in his eyes. At this moment, he was the same as Long Yingxiao when he just saw the Long family.
He doesn't seem to be alone, his behavior
It is no longer so intense, in fact, there is no performance at all.
Memories stirred in Long Yingxiao's mind, his father holding the Nine-Sword Sword in front of him, his father constantly fighting in the rainy night, his father running around and traveling thousands of miles to keep himself safe...
The ferocious laughter of the man in black, the same sword pointing at the Nine Company, the same but complete "Heavenly Spirit ascends to Baize", the same simulated weapon...
The killer who pretended to be a policeman and was killed by his father, the killer who tried to lure him with food, the child killer who pretended to be a little girl and approached him...
The trafficked woman who couldn't take her away, the poor girl who sacrificed her body for the hope of survival, the skinny boy who used his life to create a chance for himself to leave...
I can't forget, I can't forget, how do you want me to forget?
All of this is because of them, because everyone is originally a member of the same family!
It turns out that there is a relationship in the world that is closer than friendship, more inseparable than love, and more cherished than family affection. It is called interest.
Benefits are eternal.
The country was in trouble, and the huge Chinese family stayed behind closed doors for the sake of profit. The head of the family stepped forward, and the Council of Elders unanimously decided to expel him from the family for the sake of profit. The son of the head of the family fled with his grandson, but it was because of the presence of members of the family.
Keep chasing them, this is for profit.
The bustle in the world is all for benefit; the hustle and bustle in the world is all for benefit.
For so many years, my father has been telling himself not to take revenge or take revenge. He has used the thought of benevolence to baptize himself and educate himself, but what is the use?
Even if Long Yingxiao can treat everything with benevolence, how can Long Yingxiao remember the word "benevolence" when facing the Long family and the ten-year pursuit?
Recalling the first time his father taught him the idea of benevolence, Long Yingxiao stood up and roared:
"Why didn't they follow the way of benevolence when they were chasing us? Why didn't they follow the way of benevolence when they slashed at you with their swords? Why didn't they follow the way of benevolence when they tried every means to get the Nine consecutive swords?
Benevolence???”
His father slapped Long Yingxiao on the face, but he couldn't say anything.
Because, what Long Yingxiao said was not wrong at all.
Yes, when they were chasing us, they didn't even consider family ties, let alone any ridiculous benevolence. Then why should we care about the so-called benevolence?
The impact of post-traumatic stress disorder is actually always there. How can you cure this disease?
As soon as you open your eyes, you are on the run. As soon as you close your eyes, you are thinking about whether I will wake up alive the next morning. Ten years of pain and torture, ten years of avoiding pursuit, and ten years of humiliation and tolerance.
Without this experience, how could Long Yingxiao have reached the peak of the sixth level of Jiulian Jue at the age of seventeen.
Live, only by becoming stronger will you have a chance to survive.
The danger of death and the hope of survival constantly forced Long Yingxiao to improve his cultivation of Jiulianjue.
You have no choice. If you don't become stronger, the next time you face a chase, it won't be the pursuer who dies, but you.
Long Yingxiao, who was sitting there, suddenly stood up. His eyes were split, his eyeballs were bloodshot, his white eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and veins popped up all over his body. It seemed that he would lose control of himself in the next moment and start an endless massacre.