Chapter two hundred and thirty seventh without dignity, or rather die
"You don't want to leave me a whole body in this way, right?"
The battle reached a white heat, and neither of them could hold back. The terrifying destructive power was nurturing, and the entire valley was affected, which was devastating. After moving for a long time, Yuan Chen, who was lying on the corpse, finally couldn't hide it anymore and crawled out cursingly.
Just glanced at the Qinglong Killer's back that was fully supported, Yuan Chen couldn't help licking his lips and smiled proudly. He was so hardworking that he really moved. He naturally decided to help this friend.
Taking advantage of his inattention, Yuan Chen rushed straight behind him, then stretched out his lifeless terrifying bone claw, pierced into his chest and abdomen with a slight sound, accurately and with no blood, only a buzzing metal heart, tightly clasped in his claws.
After doing all this, Yuan Chen did not care at all and retreated quickly, and the battle of trapped beasts was particularly dangerous.
The Qinglong Killer's body stiffened, he lowered his head in disbelief, looked at the big hole in his chest, and howled in pain, his heart was weak, his powerful Mercenary Army broke with a bang, and his balance was broken, and he was even submerged by the gushing black wind, and he wailed and fell to the ground.
Gradually, the black wind that had eliminated everything stopped, consumed a lot of blood and burned too many marks. Fenghua, who was also extremely weak, also half-kneeled on the ground, and the incarnation of Feng was unable to dissipate.
"You are despicable... the ends of the world... our Qinglong Club... will not let you go!"
On the other side, falling into the rift, the Qinglong Killer was left with only an empty broken skeleton, which was not completely destroyed. He lay on the ground dyingly, raised his head, stared at the corner of his mouth above, and cursed Yuan Chen, who was playing with his heart. The remaining one-piece eyes were full of hatred, unwillingness and doubt, and he let out the most vicious curse and growl.
Yuan Chen smiled disdainfully, swallowed the essence of his heart in one mouthful, and jumped down. The dead man was so good. He was sure that he had no power to resist. Yuan Chen slowly walked to him, stretched out his wide bone claws, pressed him on his face, searching his soul and squeezing his last little value.
Half of his body was lifted up, and the Qinglong Killer made a uh uh painful sound, as if it was the last straw that crushed the camel. He kicked his feet, and his trembling body lost its movement, and his only one-eye gradually lost its spirit.
After a while, he threw the skeleton of nirvana aside. Yuan Chen rubbed his temples and frowned. This time he did get a lot of unexpected information, much more than he expected. He really didn't expect this guy to be one of the leaders of the Qinglong Society.
However, the memory of a three-turn strong man is too vast after all, and it is not easy for him to force his soul to search, which makes him feel a little confused and exhausted now. The trivial information still has to be recalled and sorted out after returning.
Thinking of this, Yuan Chen's eyes changed, and he looked at Fenghua who wanted to take the opportunity to slip away. He grinned, walked over, then stepped on her chest hard, kicked her to the ground, reached out and patted her pale cheeks, and looked down at her from a high point.
"You can kill and cut off the enemy if you succeed and win!"
At first, Fenghua felt insulted, and then sighed again, smiled sadly, let go of his palms weakly, closed his eyes, and she had nothing to say, and she was really tired, maybe she could really rest this time.
Death is the destination of every seeker. Although she is afraid, she is not afraid.
"Don't be so pessimistic. It's a waste to kill you! Hey, I'll give you two choices now, either surrender to me, accept my life and death enslavement, or die immediately!"
Yuan Chen gently stroked her cheek, and searched her body while talking, after all, he was short of people.
"Let me be a cow for you? Haha, you underestimate others too much. If you have no dignity, you would rather die!"
Fenghua glared at Yuan Chen who was in a bad manner and showed a sarcastic smile. Slave, she was in this industry, how could she not know what kind of hell it is? Who would not have a little arrogant if she could reach this point?
Perhaps some people are willing to do anything in order to survive, just like she is willing to do anything in order to become stronger, but even if she dies... she doesn't want to do anything in the same way. Her life is already very hard.
"Dignity? Oh, if you can create value for me and give you dignity, then there will always be preferential treatment for valuable people!"
"You...re you said this seriously?"
Fenghua pursed her lips, was silent for a few seconds, glanced at Yuan Chen who was touching her, and questioned, I have to say that she was a little moved. If she could live, who would be willing to die?
"Of course, I never lie!"
After searching, he put all the valuable things on his head. Yuan Chen nodded and said with great righteousness.
"Ha! It doesn't matter. If you lie to me, it's the same if you die at that time. Heaven and hell are in your mind, and I still have the right to choose death!"
Chapter completed!