"Slave, congratulations to the master!"

Sima Wuji knelt on the ground with a respectful expression!

Behind him, Lin Zhan knelt down expressionlessly.

"Master, are you satisfied with my performance?" Sima Wuji lowered his head and asked.

He had few fingers.

That was the damage caused by Lin Zhan when he assassinated him.

But unfortunately, Jiang Shan was seriously injured.

But for Sima Wuji, it is enough to change Lin Zhan’s memory and make himself a divine servant!

He went to the place where Du Jinghong had been and saw the well!

And got the prompt from the well, he came to Tianluo City and cut off Du Jinghong's head.

“Very…very…very…very…very…”

In the well, a hoarse and mechanical voice came, as if he was very unaccustomed to speaking like this, or hadn't spoken for a long time, and almost forgot how to speak.

"Thank you for your affirmation, Master." Sima Wuji knelt on the edge of the well excitedly.

He remembered it.

Remember how to restrain this well and the people inside it.

While there was no movement in the well, Sima Wuji quietly hid the two golden knives in his clothes.

In case of emergency needs.

boom!

Suddenly!

The water in the well ejected!

A man crawled out of it.

The man's eyes were dull and wet.

"Master! Congratulations to Master!" Sima Wuji raised his head, was stunned for a moment, and quickly lowered his head.

The next moment.

He felt a squeezing his neck!

"Du Jinghong" who walked out of the well grabbed Sima Wuji's neck with one hand and raised it high!

Tick!

Water drops keep falling.

The well is covered with water.

‘Du Jinghong’ looked straight at Sima Wuji, and his hands were getting heavier and heavier.

"Master...Master..." Sima Wuji kept kicking his legs, and his face turned into a pig's liver in an almost instant!

He tried his best to call for help, but it didn't work.

Sima Wuji could already clearly sense that the power in his body was passing by little by little.

thump!

Just when he was about to lose consciousness.

The force disappeared.

Sima Wuji landed on the ground, breathing greedily and happily.

Want to enjoy the sweet air!

"You..." 'Du Jinghong' pointed at him, his mouth was open and his throat kept moving, but he was extremely struggling to speak. "You... are very good."

"Thank you... Thank you, Master!" Sima Wuji was unable to worry about his weakness and hurriedly lay on the ground and kept kowtowing.

Not dead!

Before he died, his plan was more than half successful!

He just needs to lurk here, wait for the opportunity, and replace the man in front of him!

After being driven off the stage by Leng Han, he accidentally found the well where Du Jinghong was begging for while avoiding Lin Zhan and planning Du Jinghong.

Sima Wuji did not hesitate at all, seized the opportunity and reached an agreement with Nanshanhan.

If the Holy Lord is unstoppable and Nanshan Han's life is in danger, you must keep a close eye on Du Jinghong who may appear.

This is a big bet!

But fortunately, Sima Wuji once again became the winner!

As for Nanshan Han?

Promises have no meaning to the dead.

He will completely destroy Nanshan Han, the living person at the right opportunity!

"Master, Li Shier is still outside. Even the wolf cavalry is eyeing it outside. If we want to leave, we must kill..."

Bang!

Before Sima Wuji finished speaking, he was knocked away!

Hit hard on the tiles of the temple!

Although he was immortal, he was still curled up on the ground in pain after being hit like this.

"I... don't like... others... point fingers..." 'Du Jinghong' twisted his neck, as if he was dissatisfied with his voice.

His hands were pinched in his throat, but there was no effect.

"Not...perfect...very...very..." He opened his mouth, pulled his tongue off, and threw it on the ground.

Then, he took a step forward and grabbed Lin Zhan violently.

Du Jinghong, who came out of the well, tore open Lin Zhan's throat, took out some organs such as his tongue, and stuffed them into his body.

Immediately afterwards, he held Lin Zhan's head with both hands.

Pinch it hard!

Bang!

The undead tribe still cannot escape death in the face of absolute power.

Lin Zhanruanmianmian fell to the ground and instantly became a mummy.

Completely dead.

"This...this is very good." Finally, the man spoke with satisfaction.

He stretched out his hand and the scepter flew directly into his hand!

clang!

The man hit the ground hard.

On the god tower, the corpses fell to the ground one after another.

He struggled forward like a soulless zombie.

"Sure enough, the worst thing happened." Yin Feng felt a little stuffy in his chest.

"The temple finally couldn't help but re-exit the world? But if I can destroy it for the first time, can't I destroy it for the second time?" Li Shier stood on the platform holding a sword in one hand, looking at Tianluo City below!

Countless corpses fell from the Tianluo City Divine Tower and walked on the street without any rules.

The city gate is closed!

I'm already ready to rush out.

But strangely, the dilapidated wooden door actually blocked the dense corpses.

Let these corpses stand in front of the city gate and dare not approach them.

"Get away." Li Shier spoke lightly.

The situation has come true, and he cannot let the wolf rider make fearless sacrifices.

Destroying a Tianluo City will not solve the fundamental problem.

The so-called destiny must be eliminated in order to restore peace in the world.

Suddenly!

Li Shier narrowed his eyes! "Maybe, we guessed wrong."

"You mean..." Yin Feng was smart and immediately knew what he wanted to say. "The person you really want to look for with your memory is not Chi You! But... Du Jinghong!"

"Lucky." Li Shier looked at the crystal clear knife in his hand and said, "Why can Du Jinghong's body control these five thousand years of luck? He has been hiding for five thousand years. I have fought with him for a short time and knowing that his ability is not as exaggerated as progress."
To be continued...