Chapter 36： Revenge

... The palm he wanted to put on the shoulders of Xu Xing crossed the past from Xu Xing's body without any hindrance.

Zhou Beinan stared at his translucent fingertips and laughed: "... Yes, I am already dead."

He put his hand on the edge of the pit, his fingers tightened, and the shredded soil line slipped to the bottom of the pit, and a thin layer of gray soil was placed on the bone.

After a while, one hand slowly passed through the palm of his hand, overlapping and covering it.

Zhou Beinan bowed his head: "...what are you doing?"

Xu Xingzhi turned his face toward the wilderness: "Consolation comforts you, afraid that you can't jump and jump."

Zhou Beinan shuddered: "The billows, the disgusting death."

...but he did not withdraw his hand.

"In the past few years, you have been with the nine lights, and it looks good. Why do you want to come to the wild?" After a long while, Zhoubei South Road, "I was not good at the time, but I was hit by the one who was just thrown in." The king of the south is the bastard. Why do you have to rush to suffer sin."

Xu Xingzhi inexplicably remembered the Huanglingyue, a female disciple who had robbed herself: "...had you regretted it?"

"Repent?" Zhou Beinan shrugged. "The only thing I regret is that I didn't care for the small strings. When I was lying underneath, I kept thinking, I am living like this, it is better to die."

"...I didn't expect it to be dead."

Said, Zhou Beinan looked up at the sky.

Xu Xingzhi reminded: "Hey, be careful to be thundered."

“Is it audible?” Zhou Beinan raised his head and asked, “...can you hear him? Ah?”

Naturally no one responded to him.

Zhou Beinan used his fingers for the day and said: "It can't be heard. In the wild, there is no heaven."

Xu Xingzhi sighed: "How is it the same as when I was a child? I don’t count with the bar. Now I’m still lifting the bar with you. Are you a fine?”

Zhou Beinan: "..."

Xu Xingzhi himself is a bit embarrassed.

He wanted to find some good-sounding words to comfort and comfort Zhou Beinan, but he could take a mouthful.

The sentimental atmosphere suddenly swept away, and Zhou Beinan looked a little bit like trying to kill Xu Xingzhi.

However, Xu Xingzhi felt that Zhou Beinan was more lively and interesting. He simply continued to sigh: "It is not a small task to raise the bar, but it is normal."

Zhou Beinan snorted: "...I don't think so when I beat you."

Xu Xingzhi still wants to say something, but there is a chill in the back. He suddenly looked back, but he only saw the long darkness of the face, and in a flash he took the one on the edge of the pit.

... is it for yourself?

Is it a raccoon?

The change came suddenly, Zhou Beinan's face changed, in order to keep Xu Xingzhi from falling into the hands of the people, a violent drink, urging the momentum to push Xu Xing's head down into the deep pit, the waist shot with his whistle Out, wearing a cloud and breaking the moon like a white light, the Xuhangzhifei flying clothes are nailed to the wall of the pit.

Xu Xingzhi's body slides halfway down with inertia, only to stop falling.

... He sighed, Zhou Beinan is really his buddy, iron.

However, when the dust smoke dissipated, Xu Xingzhi's face changed completely.

Zhou Beinan's flank was swayed by a long-growth geese with long stagnation, and the red blood smudged in his lips.

"As before, a smashing shot will divide your heart." Nan sang pulled out the knife and let the flesh and blood rush out from the wound. "...the person who died once, not too long. Remember?"

Nan Kui’s words were ridiculous, but he couldn’t see it for a few days. His eyes were already red, and his lips were full of blistering. Presumably, he had died in the unbroken torture for several days.

He kicked the ball north and south.

Only the ghost soldiers who can hurt the slaves, a large piece of blood in front of the south of Zhoubei, opened his clothes and dyed his clothes.

Xu Xingzhi lost his voice: "Northern!"

As soon as the voice fell, Xu Xingzhi was lifted up by a fierce force. The short gun that nailed him to the wall of the pit fell off and fell into the bottom of the pit, breaking up the bones lying in the north and south of the Zhou Dynasty. .

A few pieces of bones were cracked, and a shimmer flashed a few flashes between the broken skeletons, as if they had sensed something.

The steel rifle that wedged into the cheekbones gave a small, undetectable sound.

"嗡-"

Nan Kui didn't want to delay for too long, and he didn't have a long time to delay.

He took out the empty soul lock jade pot from the palm of his hand.

From now on, a large piece of golden and pure spiritual power will circle the land within a hundred meters, and will separate the spiritual fluctuations from this area from the outside world.

He obviously knows that this hand is difficult to cover the eyes and ears of Meng Zhongguang for a long time, so every word of his heart is eager to see: "Return the soul of the little Taoist to me!"

The amount of Xu Xing’s forehead was messy, and a few black hairs hang down. The voice was filled with a heavy and depressed anger: "He is dead."

"Is it?" The thief's five senses were distorted for a moment. "Take back your life."

The voice did not fall, the tip of the southern raccoon had already peeled off the left front chest of Xu Xingzhi, and the blood immediately emerged. One of Xu’s screams of anger was extremely angry. Regardless of the pain, the right arm was folded up against the front of the southern raccoon, and the left hand was狠狠The south thief’s forehead is pressed!

South raccoon wanted to sneer, but he couldn't smile in the next second.

A pure spiritual power is like a giant hand smashing him and sneak into his skull, and he wants to tear him apart from the middle!

The violent spiritual power of flooding also appeared like a south-facing raccoon. For a moment, Nanlu actually felt the real fear, just like someone pierced his chest with his palm and held his heart to play.

He had a splitting headache, and he couldn’t wait to think about why Xu Xing, who was a mortal person a few days ago, had such power and flew him away.

Xu Xingzhi’s back hit a dead tree ten feet away and fell to the ground.

He tried to get up again, but the arrogant spiritual power seemed to clean up his energy from the inside out. He only propped up his body and went straight again. The uncontrollable spiritual power was in his chest. In the middle of it, like a piece of meat vine twisting his organ, causing him to suffocate his chest.

The majestic anger was born from the chest of the southern raccoon.

... He couldn't imagine how he had just been frustrated by the person who couldn't climb because of this fall, even if he thought about it, he felt shame.

Nanzu is trying to spur the spiritual power, so that Xu Xingzhi’s heart bursts like this, but there is a weird and extremely cold whirlwind, from the deep pit like a hungry wolf, and he just shot. The spiritual power twisted a crush!

Nan Yu suddenly turned his head, and Xu Xingzhi also tried his best to sit up.

He wanted to sit and die better than to look at death, but he did not expect to see such a scene after sitting up.

- Zhou Beinan stood up.

The steel rifle in his hand was blended with the back of his blue-stretched hand. In his eyes, he was replaced with a blue robes that swayed in the wind, and the shoulders of the clouds were filled with golden light. He turned the long squat slightly, and the sharp front touched the air, and made a short and sharp geese called clear and tight, as if a bonfire was burning between the rays reflected by the cold blade.

While Zhoubei South Station was there, the original lavender moiré of the eyebrows was replaced by a slender and narrow raging fire pattern, like a hateful eye smashing on his forehead.

His left finger tip dropped to the drop of blood, and there was a rune painted with blood on the side of the neck.

"I don't want to take anyone away from me anymore." Zhou Beinan's voice reveals the unspeakable Sen cold, "... I don't think about it."

"...have you used the forbidden spell?! Just to save this man's life?!" After the thief stunned, he laughed. "A person who cultivated the Tao is so self-deprecating! Don't forget, I am a ghost king! I am a ghost man! No matter what kind of monster you become, you are not my opponent!"

In a word, he drew a spell in the palm of his hand and flew directly to Zhou Beinan's forehead.

Zhou Beinan disappeared in an instant, and the spell fell into the air, breaking a tree that was not surrounded by two people into two halves.

Of course, any noise in this 100-meter land will not be transmitted to the outside world for the time being.

The southern raccoon frowned and waited around.

Among the group of ghosts, the devil is indeed the most difficult to deal with, and the strength will rise several times compared with the ordinary spirit. If Zhou Beinan only finds his lost half of the soul core, he will not be able to confront the ghost king Nan. Therefore, the reason for his self-destruction is not hard to imagine.

"Don't you want to kill me?" Nanlu felt ridiculous. "You waste, how do you get close to me? I want to see, where do you dare to come out?"

Surrounded by the sounds of the wilderness, the hurricane was fierce, and Nanlu even suspected that Zhou Beinan was listening to Fang Cai’s words, and he was afraid of losing his life before he took the opportunity to leave.

He does not want to worry about Zhou Beinan. What he asked for was the sorrow of the leaves.

Regardless of whether Xu Xingzhi said that it is true or not, whether Ye Buyi has disappeared in his body, Nan Jiao does not intend to let him live.

... After the big deal, kill him, and promptly seal the soul of Xu Xing in his body, and then slowly go to pick up the leaves from his body.

Thinking about this, the southern raccoon palms set up a dark ghost nail, ghosts and faint floating, one life two, two students four, in a blink of an eye, twelve dark black stars will hit Xu Xing.

However, none of the ghost nails hurt Xu Xingzhi, but after the "clam dangling" sounded several times, the meteors generally landed.

... In front of Xu Xingzhi, a tall shadow of the shadows emerged, and Yokohama blocked all attacks for him.

South raccoon laughs.

……court death.

He may miss a hand, but it is impossible to miss the second time.

From now on, he was pushed out by the spell he hid in the palm of his left hand.

Seeing that the residual image is inevitable, there is a circle of his own chain imprinted on the neck. The whole soul is like a peach-wood nail. The hanging in the air is no longer moving. Smile.

However, this smile has only just formed, and he has completely died on his face.

He bowed his head in an incredible way, and when he saw the fist-sized blood hole in his chest, he reached out and touched it incredibly.

When he felt a hand wet, his eyes were already dim, and the blood that was stained with his palm was red or black.

Before the South raccoon did not feel that his heartbeat was so clear, but now, the heart has left him, and the rabbit bounces in front of his eyes.

Hey, hey.

——Zhou Beinan passed through his body and took the heart of the **** that was still beating.

Xu Xingzhi looked at Zhou Beinan with a stunned look, and the fire pattern at the south eye of Zhou Bei became clearer and clearer, and his eyes were also reflected in the color of evil colors.

He turned his wrist and looked at the heart of the southern raccoon from all sides. He whispered: "...had you forgotten it? I was torn by you in half. Half of it was lying here for thirteen years, and the other half was actually waste. Go to forget things to avenge."

Xu Xingzhi understands.

That is to say, the half of the soul that was just guarded in front of him is the devil's Zhou Beinan splitting out to be a bait to attract the attention of the Southern raccoon.

There was a bleed in the mouth of the South Beaver, and there was a creak in the throat. He fell to the ground with powerlessness, propped up his hands and slowly crawled forward.

"...the half-waste soul, if you want it, take it." Li Gui Zhou Beinan smiled low. "It belongs to you. It depends on whether you have a life or not."

The southern squirt spurted a large blood, and the elbows came to the rough and rough ground, and squatted forward.

His back was stepped on Zhou Beinan, who had been turned into a devil, but Nanzui tried his best to get what he wanted.

...the sorrowful jade pot that had just been lost by his lost hand.

He panicked the jade pot into his arms, as if he had forgotten that the soul inside had disappeared.

And Ghost Zhou Beinan apparently lost interest in the heart of Nanbei. He discarded the thing on the ground, and the red heart rolled a few times and was stained with grass debris.

Li Gui Zhou Beinan raised his rifle and rushed toward the wolf's heart.

Xu Xingzhi suddenly closed his eyes, but still inevitably heard the flickering of flesh and blood.

"I said, I want to smash your heart with a shot." Zhou Beinan slowly swayed the tip of the gun. "...and I will personally smash you up. I haven't forgotten."

The South raccoon is already unable to hear the words of Zhou Beinan.

He took the jade pot in his arms and muttered with a low voice: "The little priest, it hurts no..."

No one can answer his question, or even if someone can respond to him, he can't hear it.

However, Nanzu himself does not know.

He looked forward to the jade pot, waiting for his little priest to say a word to him.

After the death of the little priest, he would wait like this before going to sleep every day, while waiting to ask his little priest in his heart: What do you want? Eat, wear, whatever, to my dream, I burned to you.

However, the little priest refused to forgive him. He even refused to enter his dream once.

He waited like this until he slept.

This time, the South Beaver waited as always, waiting until the light of life was completely extinguished in the eyes.

At the moment when Nanlu was out of breath, the light shield that shielded the flow of spiritual power disappeared, and the seal that was just engraved on the north and south souls of the other half of the week and merged with him in the future also dissipated. Half of the soul was scattered into smoke, and it was re-entered into the north and south of the devil.

Li Gui Zhou Beinan is not in a hurry to smash the body of Nanzu.

He sniffed, and it smelled something interesting. Looking back at Xu Xingzhi: "Oh? There is a fresher heart here."

Xu Xingzhi was shocked: "...Northern China?"

A few hundred steps away, Meng Zhongguang, who was lying on the straw, felt a little stunned and squatted.

"Zhou Beinan, Zhou Beinan.... Is this his name?" Sin's Zhou Zhounan was licking the blood on his fingertips and chewed the name. "Not bad.... What are you calling?"

Xu Xingzhi looked at him with vigilance.

The people in front of the eyes and Zhou Beinan have the same voice, but they are already reborn, just a layer of meat that belongs to Zhou Beinan.

"Forget it." Li Gui Zhou Beinan himself voluntarily gave up the questioning, took the steel refining gun back to the palm of his hand, and dripped a turn. "Do you know what the name of food is, what do you mean?"

Zhou Beinan Minzhi has been lost, and his eyes are full of red and green, and the beast of the beast is like a strange light.

He moved his neck a little, and his lips were sharply pointed to the top, and he walked with a gun.

Xu Xingzhi was shocked and angry, and shouted: "Zhou Beinan!"

The shadow of the murderous in the eyes of Zhou Beinan swayed for a few laps, and the sharp blade like a knife suddenly softened.

He looked at Xu Xingzhi's eyes with a bit of confusion and gentleness.

But only one moment, Zhou Beinan’s look picked up again: “...what do you want to do?”

- He is talking to him in the body of a sensible, real Zhou Beinan.

When Xu Xingzhi immediately seized a glimmer of hope, he shouted back and shouted: "Northern South, drive him out of your body! Don't ask him to control you! North South!"

Li Gui Zhou Beinan showed a disdainful sneer, his lips went to both sides, almost to split.

He lifted the steel rifle and pointed the sharp edge of the snow to the heart of Xu Xingzhi.

Xu Xingzhi is retreating, but still refuses to give up: "Think about Awang! Think about the small string... and Xiaolu! Think about who you are! You are Zhou Beinan! You-"

Xu Xingzhi’s voice has not yet fallen, and Meng Chongguang suddenly jumped out and guarded him.

He did not argue with Zhou Beinan in his own right, and his palms had already gathered a red light, locking the ghost core of Zhou Beinan on the forehead!

The ghost nucleus is also the soul nucleus. It is the most vulnerable part of the ghost. If it is attacked by Meng Zhongguang, Zhou Beinan will die!

Xu Xingzhi’s eyes widened: “... don’t!”

Zhou Beinan’s heartbreaking lungs shouted in the sky, and when Meng Zhongguang was about to shoot, he suddenly turned the gun’s gun blade over and over, and inserted the cheekbones of his right shoulder straight!

The gun blade penetrates straight into the body, and the crack of the bone hears the scalp numb!

The devil's Zhou Beinan will not be taken back by the original Zhou Beinan, the cheekbone suffered this blow, and the body's meridians flowed and stopped. It is impossible to escape from the body.

He madly screamed at another week in the north of the body: "You waste!"

Meng Zhongguang's palm red light powers a steep seven points, but the direction is still not changed, straight into the Zhoubei South ghost nuclear.

Even the devil can not withstand such an impact, and fainted in the past, but the real Zhou Beinan still has a trace of consciousness.

He fell to the ground and coughed. The steel rifle was on the ground, and his body and the ground were a triangle.

The author has something to say: he murmured: "... OK, OK..."

Xu Xingzhi is still bleeding, regardless of the wound, kneeling forward, holding Zhou Beinan shoulder: "Where."

Zhou Beinan smiled and opened: "Admit that you don't recognize... I can be more serious than you."

Xu Xingzhi clenched his teeth and smiled: "Of course, of course."

In the pain and dizziness, Zhou Beinan’s warmth squirted directly, and dampened Xu Xingzhi’s shoulder. His voice gradually lowered: “Don’t let Lu Yuji see me like this... He cries again and cries Trouble..."

When the words were not finished, he rested on the shoulders of Xu Xingzhi and lost consciousness.