Chapter 378: Montage is a gray wolf

The pig killer really knows the depression of Long Xiaofeng, Nima, you are a defective product who only knows how to fight in the nest, saying that you have no guts, you want eggs without eggs, and you have a strategy all day long, balance or something, the huge Shenlong Sect is balanced by you? Buddy, I don't look for your back account is enough to give you face, and you still expect to sit on the throne of the sect master and eat and wait for death? Look at your beauty.

Therefore, the pig killers directly ignored it, and the head of the mountain in those sects, the pigs of that faction, didn't even look at it. Are buddies idle?

As for the Dragon Er Cake, which gave you such a historic opportunity to create zào, you still can't grasp it, and if you can't make a few flowers from the Shenlong Sect, then do you think you should buy tofu or wipe your neck directly?

Long Erbai clenched his fists at this time, looking at the physical and mental worship of killing pigs.

Nima turned over with a mud leg, God King, and with a little slap of the face, this Yan Futi was gone. When the ability is great, the responsibility is also great. Consciously shouldering the heavy responsibility of the Shenlong Sect and reviving the great cause, do I have a choice for the two cakes of the dragon?

As for the old sect master, do you go to the elders' meeting to clap your hands, raise your hands, or some kind of retirement? And those great elders who have divided the Shenlong Sect into various interest groups, shouldn't you also take a break? Isn't it a good feeling to go home and hug your grandson, or touch the maid's ass and look for your lost youth?

I don't want to, yes, let's look at the iron-blooded methods of my dragon two cakes.

What is Lao Tzu afraid of? With the support of the Lord of the Zhou League, and the aggrieved young people of the Shenlong Sect, who account for the vast majority, they are courageous, although the world used to be yours, but now it should be ours. Yan Fu Ti has a Mi Li Root Sect, can't he pluck up a Divine Dragon Sect?

So Long Erbai didn't say anything, and knelt down directly to the pig killer, and he didn't say anything. If you don't speak now, it doesn't mean you won't speak later, and kneeling down is a kind of surrender and surrender, and it has nothing to do with alliances and the like.

At least, there is no problem for the Dragon Er Cake to represent oneself, as for whether the entire Shenlong Sect can be represented, where can a discerning person not see it? Long Xiaofeng, you can not express your position now, many main pigs can slander the Dragon Er Cake, and they can even have all kinds of confrontational thoughts, but is this very important?

The important thing is that history has turned to this page, and if you don't want to be crushed, then obediently go along with it, otherwise it will be cruel to kill a few people?

The pig killer is very satisfied with the table of the dragon two cakes. At this time, it is just to express an attitude of absolute loyalty, and then how to deal with the internal affairs of the Divine Dragon Sect, that is what will happen after we go back, and there is no need to use it to make other sects laugh. At this point, the city government at least saw that the dragon two cakes were not yet two to a certain extent.

Therefore, the pig killer did not hesitate to raise his hand and gave Long Erbai a smile.

This laugh is equivalent to endorsing the dragon two cakes, no matter how toss these two cakes after they go back, it is also approved by the Zhou League Lord, Nima who dares to jump out to make the wind and rain, it is not only necessary to face the anger of the Dragon Er Cake Er, but also to consider whether it can withstand the Zhou League Lord's questioning.

At this time, the boys of the Kusang Sect who had already aimed their sharp knives at their lower abdomen began to disembowelment one by one.

The older boy already had a fierce breath, and after the tiger roared, he held the blade upside down with both hands like an adult, and after stabbing it into the lower abdomen, his hands turned violently, and it was magnificent.

Most of the boys, who were only seven or eight years old, trembled with snot and tears on their faces, but that still did not make them drop their knives and beg for mercy.

After the knife was stabbed into the lower abdomen, a few did not pierce deeply and did not turn violently, but instead caused them to experience all kinds of pain when they were seriously injured and dying, falling to the ground and howling and rolling, gradually losing their voice.

The boys of the Kusang Sect fell in a pool of blood one by one. The entire Kusang Islands had been stained red with blood.

This is a rare Shura slaughterhouse since the apocalypse, a purgatory on earth. But this is not the most terrifying, killing people and destroying the sect is actually not uncommon for the human beings in the Yanfuti Continent, what is rare is that the entire sect can not be begged for mercy and commit suicide collectively.

This kind of ruthlessness is not an ordinary impact for the various sects of Yan Futi. Good guys, who are these people, they have done it to their own parents and mothers, so we will fall into their hands one day, who dares to imagine that tragic situation?

Then, let them perish by themselves, crazy to this Cheng dù, it has exceeded the Cheng dù that human beings can tolerate and accept, and the Zhou League Lord has done a great good deed.

At this time, the last boy of the Kusang Sect clenched his blade and twitched, looking up at the bound ghost wood fish in the sky, and his immature voice suddenly broke out:

"Ghost Wood Fish, I'm you-"

In the eyes of all the Yan Futi people, this boy's eyes were full of unwillingness, anger, hatred, confusion, and questions, and he stabbed him in the abdomen with a sharp blade.

Some women closed their eyes, and some children shoved their hands into their small mouths so that they could not scream.

This boy from the Kusang Sect was only four or five years old, but his roar at the ghost wood fish finally came out of people's unbearable and regretful feelings.

Only one child should have chased and frolicked with his friends in the sun, or led a puppy and kitten to roll in the grass, or even hung a few more mouthfuls of sweet milk from his mother's breast.

But the child died, with something that a child should not have to bear.

And at that moment, a baby's cry rang out over the dead island, in the skirt of a dead mother.

This is a posthumous child born after the death of a pregnant woman who is about to give birth.

This loud cry brought life to the dead island again. This cry immediately caused a kind of compassion and excitement to rise in the hearts of all the Yan Futi people with complicated feelings.

After all, there is an essential difference between destroying a sect and exterminating a sect. Exterminating a sect or a nation, no matter what the sect or nation has done wrong, this punishment is too cruel.

Almost everyone's eyes are on the pig killer. Even in the crazy eyes of the ghost wood fish, after hearing this cry, there was a moment of sadness and confusion.

And the pig killer lowered his head at this moment, looking down at the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood on the island. For the extinction of such a sect, he felt that it was really a matter of course. But the baby's cry made his heart ache, and a kind of love for the newborn life made his gaze involuntarily soften.

The pig's pursed lips blew softly. The skirt of the dead pregnant woman was lifted, and a bloody baby girl was kicking and kicking her little hands and feet in a pool of blood between her mother's lower bodies.

Such a scene unfolded in front of everyone's eyes, and all of them had a little bit of prayer in their eyes.

The pig killer then decided to give the right to choose to the entire Yanfuti. After all, he is already a celestial man, and the future of the Yan Futi people still needs to be decided by the Yan Futi people themselves. Killing pigs can be regarded as an explanation for his past life, Nima, whether you will survive or perish in the future, after the buddies end the life of a child man, it basically has nothing to do with the buddies.

Therefore, the pig killer said indifferently: "You guys, do you want to keep this child?"

After Yan Futi was silent for a while, an old woman prostrated on her knees at the feet of the pig killer, kissed the upper of the Zhou League's shoes, and cried with tears in her eyes: "There is no original sin in the newborn child, Zhou Leaguemaster, you have a lot of adults, just leave this creature"

The pig killer glanced at the old woman and looked at all the Yanfuti.

"I respect your choice, but you bear any consequences of such a choice. There is an old saying that 'wildfires burn inexhaustibly, but spring breezes blow and regenerate'. Perhaps the fear of this consequence is unnecessary, but if the fear of this consequence unfortunately causes history to repeat itself, then don't blame me."

The old woman suddenly kowtowed frequently, shouting, "The leader of the alliance is benevolent and righteous."

Then more voices were voiced, thanking for the mercy of the pig slaughter.

The pig killer rubbed his huge nose and said in his heart, "You really haven't heard of mercy to the enemy, but cruelty to yourself?"

Not only the newborn little girl, but also the last little boy who committed suicide just now, didn't it also make the buddies very uncomfortable?

Ghost wood fish, you wait, buddies, if you don't torture you, the devil will run away when he sees you, buddies, I will rely on you to pour water with your surname in this life!

The pig killer stretched out a huge hand, and with a light grab, the little boy who committed suicide last appeared in his hand.

The pig killer intends to show his mercy at this time, so it is necessary to pretend to be forced.

So the breath of immortal breath that kills the pig blows out, and the little boy in his hand must be resurrected.

Not only to be resurrected, but also to be physically intact and unharmed. I can't see that these dirt buns can't see it, in fact, the buddies have used the magic power of time, and directly let the power of time act on the little boy, so that the little boy's time will always be at a moment earlier than the time at this moment, that is, the moment when he has not pierced the blade into his lower abdomen.

Such a little change in time is simply a small thing for the current pig killers. Then at this moment, this little boy is equivalent to skipping the section of suicide by caesarean section.

Brother Color's name for this magical power made the name "Montage" finally sold, and Brother Color's name was sè for several days.

The moment the little boy opened his eyes, he stood up in amazement, and saw himself standing in a boundless hand. And when he looked left and right, he saw that the ghost wood fish was tied to top of him.

At this time, this little guy who was reincarnated as a human immediately pointed at the ghost wood fish and scolded: "Ghost wood fish, you bastard and two eggs, you are a shit, tens of millions of people in the Kusang Sect committed suicide because of you, you are very proud, right? Grandparents, parents, parents, sisters, you died so miserably, woo wow wow wow-"

The pig killer looked down at the little boy and said, "You, what's your name?"

The little boy raised his teary eyes, knowing that he was standing in the palm of a god-like being, a god-like person who had forced the people of the Kusang Sect to death, but he couldn't hate this person.

He knew that if it weren't for the ghost wood fish and those ghost wood fish-like people, this god-like person would not have appeared here at all. He also knew that this person was Zhou Huajian, the leader of the Chinese Alliance.

The little boy sobbed and said, "I'm called the gray wolf."

What's that?

The eyes of the pig were wide. Your mother's, could you have a better name?