Chapter 867

When Chai Murong attacked Shang Lige with the most vicious words in the world, she kept her head still, but Chu Yang could see a drop of crystal tears on the floor, and then burst into pieces, just like her cracked and hopeless heart.

Chai Murong seems to be determined that in this environment and atmosphere, her words will play a sharper role than a knife.

So she did not stop at all, with more venomous, more mean words, to hit the owl that fragile love nerve.

2012 underground city, in the small conference room for Archbishop Chai Murong.

Chai Murong, with an innocent smile on her face, sat on the chair, staring at the big screen on the opposite wall, with her right hand cocked up, picked up a ripe cherry from the silver plate held by the waiter and filled it into her mouth.

A girl, holding a piece of paper, is reading "shanglige" affectionately to the microphone in the same voice as her: "you are really just a poor person who shouldn't live in the world! But you always think that you are indispensable to Chu Yang. Ha ha, ha ha, that's ridiculous. You're just a bloodthirsty killing machine without father or mother. What's the right to let the Third Prince of Chu family favor you? "

I'm just a pathetic person who can't give birth to children. In such a strange environment, listening to the most vicious words in the world, Shang Lige's gun in his trembling left hand fell to the ground with a slap. Then he shook his body and suddenly screamed, covering his ears with his hands: "ah! No more, no more! "

After seeing Shang Lige's picture, Chai Murong slowly chewed the cherry, raised his slender white hands and gently puffed.

Immediately, the girl who said those words in front of the microphone, after being praised by the bishop, immediately wiped the corners of her mouth with a look of excitement, and made more efforts to "cry like a voice.".

"I'm a wretch. I'm just a wretch who can do nothing but kill people."

Shang Lige slowly put down his hands and walked forward with a dull expression.

"If God had to let me make a choice between you and me now, I would definitely choose to go back to the days when I was in the Middle East with you and be a big bowl drinking and big meat eating killer with Fox eight. There is no difference between us, because we are an inseparable life! As long as I live one day, I will not let you feel lonely and pitiful again Just as Shang Lige staggers past Chu Yang, he grabs her hand and looks up at the floor where her tears disappear. His voice is very light, but he has never made a decision: "sister jiu'er, believe me."

Chu Yang's words to Shang Lige, who is crazy about her heart, are the bright sun after the snow and the sudden spring wind in the severe winter, which make her heart turn to ashes and rekindle the spark of life with a bang. In an instant, they convey to every nerve ending of her body and make her eyes suddenly bright!

In Shang Lige's eyes, there seems to be a fire burning, burning those dull as a trace of steam, completely disappearing.

Holding Chu Yang's hand, Shang Lige said: "I, Xin, you. Forever

After Shang Lige said the last word, he raised his right hand slightly. Chu Yang was like a poisonous snake escaping the cold. With her hope, her future and everything she had, when she jumped up from the ground, the black spear was still in his hand.

Man is Chu Yang, the real king of killers, ghost car!

The thorn is a remnant spirit. The king of cold weapons, who makes all the night watchers look and fear, is shining with the cold light of scorning all the life in the world. The banner of death is hunting at the thorn tip!

After Chu Yang stood up, he held up the remnant spirit spear in his left hand, released Shang Lige's right hand and smashed it on his chest. He raised his head to the sky and roared: "roar!"

The howling sound is long and pitiful, just like a long dragon rising from the ice cave which has been frozen for tens of thousands of years, circling and dancing in the passage of the whole underground city, causing a huge echo resonance for a long time.

"Ah Just as Chu Yang's first roar was about to disappear into the long passage, Shang Lige suddenly gave out a shrill roar that was not as heroic as a man's, but with a woman's unique sharpness

"Good, good." Hu mietang, who was sitting on the steps and covering his ears, looked down with approval and nodded gently: "this boy is a little mature in dealing with emotional problems. But compared with me, it's still a long way off. "

Ye Chuqing, who is busy making the monitoring head dark, can't help but worry and say: "Lao Hu, if you say so, then I'm even more out of business?"

"Ninety nine percent of the hope is that... Is still there." After a quick consolation, Hu Mie Tang felt his chin and thought: it seems that he has sent this girl to Qin Laoqi for education, but I really can't do this emotional thing.

Your heart attack has not only completely failed, but also aroused Chu Yang's high morale. It seems that the next step is to dilute the bitter fruit of this tactic with blood.

Looking up at the large LCD screen on the west wall of the small conference room, Jin Xi'er's face suddenly changed and glanced at Chai Murong after hearing Chu Yang's crazy roar and the sharp howl of the night owl.

"We can get the Pamirs out."

Although the heart is very angry, but Chai Murong or a smile issued the order.

She was very confident: from the moment Chu Yang came to the underground city, she had actually delivered her destiny to her hands. She has absolute confidence, there are dozens of ways, can completely destroy Chu Yang's psychology, make him in this life, next life in front of her head!

Finally, the roar and Howling stopped, and the sound disappeared.

Chu Yang and Shang Lige stood side by side in the wide corridor, looking at the two men who came out of a secret door.

This is a pair of twin men, about 40 years old, with some thin chin slightly tilted, giving people a sense of "so and so is my father".

Looking at this pair of men who slowly walk to five meters before they stop, Chu Yang suddenly smiles. His voice is a little hoarse and says to Shang Lige, "Jiu Er, do you know who they are?"

Shang Lige shakes his head slowly, and his white hair moves quietly: "I don't know."

"They must be a pair of slaves."

"How do you see that?"

Chu Yang Sun said with a smile: "ha ha, because they are always used to looking up at others, so their chin and buttocks are so high."

Rao Shi Shang Lige had just been severely ravaged by Chai Murong, and there were tears from heartbreak to despair in the corner of his eyes. However, after hearing Chu Yang's words, he still couldn't help smiling and said softly, "Chu Yang, your mouth is still so immoral."

The Pamirs, who thought they were qualified as "birds" and "mortals", heard Chu Yang's description of the eighteen warriors in front of the great king Zeus's palace. They could not describe their "sorrow" in words. They were just strong tempered and calm. They said: "all the common people who show off their tongue should go to hell, and it's still very soon!"

Chu Yang turned his eyes and said: "I'm a God. I'm that stupid feather snake god. I'm destined to live in gentle country forever in my life. I won't go where you should go at all. "

"I've heard for a long time that bickering has always been the strength of the Chinese people. Now it seems that it's true." With one voice, the Pamirs closed their mouths and took out two strange weapons from behind.

Shang Lige frowned slightly: "what is this?"

Chu Yang shook his head: "I don't know. Maybe these are two tools for digging dung?"

After hearing these two ordinary people say that the sun and moon wheel in their hands is a tool for digging dung, the Pamirs brothers yelled in unison: "how dare you be so presumptuous!"

"We're here to fight, not to be louder than anyone else." Chu Yang curled his lips and asked, "what you are holding should be the outer door weapon in our ancient Chinese martial arts. Is it the sun and the moon?"

"You know the goods, but they have nothing to do with you Chinese." The Pamirs shook their right hand a little. The sun and moon were shining in the light.

The first of the Pamirs uses the sun wheel, and the second is the moon wheel.

Chu Yang slowly raised the spear, licked his lips and asked Shang Lige, "sister jiu'er, which one do you want to deal with? Ladies first. "

"I know you have a natural preference for round things, so I'd better deal with the crescent moon." Shang Lige stretched a stretch, at the same time, he had already clasped the three inch seven point long Throwing Knife in his hand. His voice did not fall, and his feet bounced up like a zombie. People were in the low altitude, and the Throwing Knife still went to the left eye of the moon wheel with a wheezing LiXiao!

"What, I like round things..." Chu Yang was stunned, and immediately understood the meaning of Shang Lige's words. He couldn't help but think: round things, don't some things on a girl's body are round? Alas, alas! I didn't expect that Shang jiu'er, who has always been serious, would also say this kind of dirty words. Either the world is going downhill, or she was too stimulated just now. It's worrying. It's worrying... The grass mud horse is hiding very fast!

Sitting on the steps in the dark, ye Chuqing looked at the four figures fighting below, tightly clenched his fist and asked: "Lao Hu, you say that after we come down, we just sit here and watch people fight?"

Hu mietang, leaning on the wall with a cigarette in his mouth, squinted and said, "what do you mean?"

Ye Chuqing immediately said, "of course, I'm going to help him..."

See the sun wheel close to Chu Yang's head after sweeping, ye Chuqing lost her voice and exclaimed. If it wasn't for the sound of weapon collision, the people below would have heard it. She was so scared that she quickly covered her mouth with her hand.