This Group of Players Is More Cunning than Cunning

Chapter 98 The Real Cemetery Owner

Fang family.

boom!

A sharp arrow passed through the dark sky, and a black mist rolled along the way. It landed on an elder's face and kicked him hard.

Most of the mountain collapsed.

That elder was trampled under his feet by Xu Huan.

"What kind of talent do they have? They are just a group of weaklings who use the power of prison to do evil."

He stood up slowly.

Along with the chaotic fluctuations of the shadow, a terrifying aura suddenly rose from Xu Huan's body.

He seemed to be immersed in the purest darkness.

The always gentle face showed a cruel and twisted evil smile for the first time in his life: "Then, let's end the war with war."

Take one step.

The terrifying pressure belonging to King Gui descended on the mountains.

The Fang family members, who had just experienced the ravages of Ning Zheng's seawater and had just crawled out to survive, raised their heads in horror.

It was an extremely terrifying thing, as if the king of the food chain had descended on this land.

Click.

A figure blocked his eyes.

"Xu Huan, we were friends back then, right?" Fang Xi, the heir to the Fang family of this generation, couldn't help but said, "All of this is because we have no choice."

"Fang Xi?" Xu Huan licked his lips and showed a bloody black evil smile, "Yes, the friend who discussed Tao with me back then, you are one of the culprits who led everything."

Fang Xi's complexion suddenly changed

On the battlefield with a wall in the distance.

Jian Xin slowly raised his head, and a complex look flashed across his deserted face:

"Yeah, I wasn't talking to a logical bubble in history. He was a real living person."

"He is our living friend."

"It's a pity that all of us watched him die."

He was silent.

The breath isolation of the formation was absolute, and they could not distinguish between the living and the dead, so they took it for granted that they were an ancient sage from ancient history.

Inertial thinking allowed them to create the tragedy a hundred years ago.

Whether it's Jian Xin, the hostile Jiao Wuyu, or even Li Youzhu hiding in the dark, they all want to make up for what happened a hundred years ago.

The Fang family, and the black hands behind it, they hope those people pay the price

Ning Zheng glanced at Xu Huan who was killing the Fang family and had no intention of stopping him.

"Fang Xi? Chief Inspector? Makes you want to rob our store of wine."

He smiled.

Xu Huan is in the Second Phase Realm of Great Perfection. Now that he has awakened again, he will not be able to defeat those Fang Family monks in the Second Phase Realm.

On the contrary, the opponent was easier to chase than Ning Zheng.

After all, Ning Zheng has already solved everything that can be solved quickly with violence.

The rest are the kind of monks who have disgusting methods and are proficient in various escape techniques and escape techniques.

Too slippery.

After all, the strong men in this world are very difficult to kill.

Leave it to Xu Huan to kill, he is probably the business counterpart.

Ning Zheng began to control the torrent to plunder the entire Fang family's property, why bother chasing and killing?

Soon, Ning Zheng put on ten rings, which were the kind with huge storage space, and she gained a lot.

"As for those in the tomb, they still need to recharge their batteries."

"Are you just looking at me like this?"

Ning Zheng was thoughtful, feeling that things would not be that simple.

I provoked them, and they didn't fight back?

Not too possible

Scale door.

Among the ruins, a meat seller came to a small shop.

A little girl was sitting on a chair, cleaning with a linen cloth.

No one knows that the owner of the scale door has always been the little girl who was brought to the couple's shop to work as a handyman.

No one has ever been able to find her in hide and seek.

Her childhood experience made her always vigilant and tolerant.

It was precisely because of this habit that after she finished that attack with all her strength, she never showed her true form again and escaped Ning Zheng's cleaning during her weak period.

"It's your turn to take action. We can't convince him."

A distant low voice came, "You are the cause of all this, and it is you who should solve it."

"I understand." A sigh responded.

Li Wanqi was cleaning the house, looking at Xu Huan's figure in a daze at the huge and vast aura outside the city wall, and suddenly remembered what happened a long, long time ago.

It belongs to her real 280,000 years ago.

The square was bustling with people.

Parents from each family held their children's hands to participate in the Immortal Questioning Test. An old man with an immortal demeanor conducted the test in front of the stone tablet.

In the center stood a gray stone tablet shining with mysterious textures.

A group of children are lining up.

After getting the results, some parents laughed while holding their children, some cried while holding their children, and some even beat and scolded their children, while her parents comforted themselves:

"Wan'er, it's okay. It doesn't matter if you don't have spiritual roots. I heard that there is a scholar in the next state who is preaching everywhere and opening spiritual roots."

"You are born to be good at reading. You are simply a genius. You will definitely be able to plant spiritual roots."

"Wan'er, we have been discovered! We will be killed by those immortals!"

"I found a little beggar with no name on the street. I gave her a cake and named her Xiao Gao. I gave her leftovers from the back door every day. Now let her die for you."

"Go quickly, they are coming."

Her mother's voice gradually faded as she pushed her out the back door, "From today on, you are the little beggar, Xiao Gao."

She could never forget the raging fire and the black smoke billowing into the store.

A family of three was burned to death in the shop.

She cut her face, disguised herself as a beggar, and hid in the crowd.

"Alas, the couple who brought the store here are good people. Their daughter planted spiritual roots, but was burned alive as a demon."

"Isn't the shopkeeper in Changfeng Restaurant kind and generous? Later, he was not either."

"Shh, don't talk nonsense."

She hid and quietly participated in the sect test.

"Li Wanqi, middle-grade water spiritual roots!"

She lined up alone, and under the envious eyes of everyone and the indifferent eyes of the old man, she put her hand on the gray stone tablet.

This area is ruled by a sect called Yuanchu Holy Land.

This is an extremely ancient and long-standing immortal sect, and the headmaster is a gentle and friendly woman.

My spiritual roots are mediocre, but my talent and ability are very strong. After continuous efforts, I became the new headmaster's disciple, with two senior brothers and one junior sister.

I once hated this world and Yuanchu Holy Land very much. As an insider, I led the new humans to sneak attack the mountain gate.

I will never forget that day when I laughed heartily, and the surprised and angry looks of my senior brothers and sisters that day, angrily denouncing ungratefulness.

I embarked on a long journey for the new human race.

Following that man, through the lush fields, overthrowing the prosperous immortal gate, and flattening the ancient forbidden area

I have liberated countless mortals.

I brought them laughter and joy, but there was still no joy and change on my face, because my happiness had disappeared with the flames of that day.

It took more than 100,000 years, and we completely liberated the whole world.

I stopped on the land of Xinyizhou that I conquered, and I became one of the founding heroes of this dynasty.

We imprisoned war criminals from the previous dynasty.

I carved scars on Master's face one by one, and locked her up in this prison.

"Master, the beggar who died for me, her name is Xiaogao, you will be called this name in prison in the future."

I still can't understand that Master's sad and painful face at that time, but there was no resentment, only endless pity.

Pity me?

No, I will enslave those who enslaved me.

But why? My heart is so empty? I have changed everything? Then, I will continue to enslave them as miners to atone for the sins of the human race in our era.

Until the distant future, I was still doing odd jobs in the Yunlai shop. That day, I suddenly saw a young man with a gentle face walk to the Yunlai shop and said to my "parents" and the shopkeeper of the "Changfeng Restaurant":

"You are fine, because I am here, our Yuanchu Holy Land will not punish you."

The Xu Huan standing in the sun came with a sword on his back:

"I will change this world so that the two races can live in harmony."

How ridiculous.

The sow that I kept in the animal pen didn't know what it was, and said it wanted to save me.

But in this Linmen city that repeated my life trajectory, it was the first time someone saved me who was burned to death with my parents in the shop.

But

What's the point? He was not born in my time, and no one saved me at that time.

Time goes back to the present.

"So, why did I suddenly half-awaken when Xu Huan came to kill me?"

She sat in the shop in a daze, thinking hard:

"Why, why"

"What was my obsession in my life?"

Boom!

She stood up suddenly, repeating everything:

"I saw him trying to kill me, why did I enter a half-awakening?"

"What is my obsession?"

She exuded a faint blue light all over her body. She was sitting on the ordinary shop stool, but she seemed to slowly stand up from the noble throne.

A violent water column rose into the air and turned into a rain curtain.

"Then let's see whose rain is more powerful."

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