Chapter 1123 Behead!

Blood flows.

After Qin Ran struggled slightly, he fell on the sofa. His body soon stiffened and his complexion turned even darker.

"Half-demon's bloodline is very powerful."

"Unfortunately……"

"You are not immortal!"

"Feel sorry."

Thackeray whispered to himself. After apologizing, he slowly pulled out the short knife, quickly took out the seeds hidden in his arms, and dripped the blood on the knife drop by drop.

Soon, this rooted seed began to germinate.

Moreover, at a speed visible to the naked eye, a flower bud grew, which looked very bright.

then……

puff!

Thackley stabbed himself in the heart with a backhand.

More blood dripped on the flower bud along the blade.

But Thackley seemed to feel no pain at all, not only did not stop, but twisted the handle of the knife,

Suddenly, the wound suddenly became larger.

The blood was completely sprayed on the flower buds.

Thackley staggered and fell to the ground unsteadily. His face was as pale as paper, but it was full of excitement, anticipation and relief.

"Coming soon."

"hold on……"

"hold on……"

He kept mumbling.

His blurred vision has been staring at the slowly blooming flower bone.

It seemed like I was back to that time again.

He watched helplessly as she was carried into the temple.

He watched helplessly as she was carried out of the temple.

Life and death are just moments.

But the difference is that at that time, he was incompetent, timid and cowardly.

Compared with that one, he is still weak now, but...

He can risk his life.

He once believed that living was the most important thing.

But only when you really experience that life is worse than death, you will understand that sometimes living is more uncomfortable than dying.

That day.

that moment.

It seemed like human torture, torturing him every moment.

When he closed his eyes, he would see her eyes.

From struggling hope, to numb despair, and finally to bleak ashes.

She hated him.

he knows.

Therefore, he would dress up clean and neatly every day. He hoped that he would be what she wanted him to be, and he hoped that her soul would feel a little comfort when she saw him.

He paranoidly thought that perhaps by doing so, she would gain some comfort.

Ridiculous?

Ridiculous.

Only a few days later, Thackley slapped himself severely, and then, a crazy plan popped up in his mind.

He kept this ridiculous look.

He faced everything with this ridiculous look.

He bided his time.

He did not hesitate to die together.

Now……

He waited.

He waited with guilt.

Feeling the rapid loss of power in the body, it was like being hacked into pieces, and the soul was burning rapidly, like pouring hot oil, but Sackley smiled.

Physical pain.

Pain of soul.

What does all this pain mean?

He has already experienced more painful things.

pain?

It doesn't hurt.

Numb.

Instead, he felt a sense of relief that he hadn't felt in a long time.

"Feel sorry."

"I can't say sorry to you personally."

"But I will take that bastard with me to purgatory - where I will atone for my sins again!"

The blurry vision was completely darkened.

Thackeray fell on the flower bones that were gradually blooming.

Let the flower devour his body.

three!

two!

one!

The flowers are blooming, delicate and charming, and fragrant.

What came was a sigh.

…

"Are you surprised?"

The 'God of Forest City' looked at the 'Big Marsh' in front of him, a smile appeared on his cold face, he licked his lips, his eyes full of malice.

"Do you need me to tell you something more unexpected?"

"For example: Zhen and I joined forces."

"When I fought with you here, he had already begun to destroy the nodes of Yancheng's leyline."

"It won't take long before the entire Yan City will collapse and fall apart!"

"And as the god of Yancheng, you will enter an unprecedented state of weakness!"

The words of the ‘God of Forest City’ were more malicious than his eyes.

However, what surprised the 'God of Forest City' was that 'Onuma' did not panic at all.

Not even a little bit of panic.

"Still pretending to be calm?"

"Or do you think that the array cannot find the node of Yancheng's leyline?"

"Not only did you underestimate him, you also overestimated your subordinates."

"You don't think they'll betray you?"

"You are so naive!"

The ‘God of Forest City’ sneered, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Something is wrong!

Faced with an issue related to the life and death of the entire Yan City, it is impossible for 'Onuma' to be so calm. Even he, if the same situation occurs in Lin City, he will not be able to be so calm, although he usually treats those mortals like pigs and dogs. generally.

Not to mention, ‘Onuma’ loves his ‘people’ very much.

The 'God of Forest City' looked at the 'Big Marsh' in front of him with bated breath.

The appearance is exactly the same.

The temperament is also no different from the memory.

If there are still people imitating the appearance, how can the temperament be so similar? What’s more important is: strength!

The kind of strength that breaks his disguise!

Definitely not something a mortal can achieve!

Does the other party have any backup plan? !

Unconsciously, such speculation appeared in the heart of the ‘God of Forest City’.

Such speculation made him squint his eyes, and the murderous intent surged in his eyes.

"Although I don't know what trump cards you have, do you really think you can beat me after leaving the earth?"

The 'God of Forest City' seemed to be calmly talking, but the power in his body was rolling and gathering like a tide.

"You also left Lincheng."

‘Onuma’ said calmly.

"Different!"

"How can this be the same!"

"I have already made plans!"

"And you?"

"Just a big fool whose eyes are blinded by false reality!"

"'Onuma,' you must remember that you must find a truly loyal subordinate in your next life!"

As if thinking of something proud, the 'God of Forest City' burst into laughter, but before he could finish laughing, the sound stopped abruptly.

The power within the body of the 'God of Forest City' was stagnant like the waves of the ocean.

This kind of stagnation is like an iron net, tightly binding the 'God of Forest City'.

Not only was he unable to move, he was also rapidly consuming all his strength.

The sudden change shocked the ‘God of Forest City’.

But immediately, his shock turned into disbelief.

Because, he saw 'Big Marsh' pull out a purple sword with a strange color.

That's not Onuma's weapon.

The one who uses this weapon...

Not Onuma!

If it wasn’t Onuma, who could it be?

"Who are you?!"

‘The God of Lincheng’ asked loudly.

no answer.

There is only one sword that cuts down.

only--

kill!