Caution, caution and caution.
The closer you get to success, the more careful you are.
At this time, seeing that the master is really unable to move, the spirit is surging slightly, and even it is difficult to lift the quilt, let alone fight with himself. He is completely at ease and ready to start work.
In the previous step, he stretched out his hand and cut the master’s wrist, and then he cut his wrist to prepare the secret method of changing blood with leeches.
Looking at this scene, my hometown owner was sad in his heart, but he didn’t want to go all his life. The most filial disciple was such a person.
It’s really … filial piety is killing me.
He sighed in his heart but didn’t sit still.
He recalled that night a few weeks ago when the Nangong Sunset came to give a dowry on behalf of his second brother.
Don’t you … At that time already anticipated this scene?
The hometown owner in the East is in a complicated mood, and his body can control weak spiritual force to activate the symbol of being pressed by his own sheets for thousands of miles.
Jin Renfeng is preparing to draw the blood of the master into the body for exchange, reading the mantra in his mouth with both hands.
Seeing that the master’s body and spirit are surging but very weak, he laughed. "Master, it is necessary to resist so ugly now." Why don’t you walk fast and become an apprentice? "
Chapter five hundred and seventy-seven Dying ugly
Jin Renfeng moved his hometown master’s wrist, blood gushed out of his face, and his smile could not be suppressed. "Speaking of which, I want to marry two school sisters, so as to benefit another secret of your Oriental family."
He spread his hands, blood gushed from his left hand, and his right hand dragged his hometown owner ichor. "It’s all me …"
Before he finished his words, his face suddenly changed because he felt a wave in the bed, which spread to instantly cover the whole room.
He quickly stopped changing blood and was ready to enter the combat state.
"Everything is you?"
No sooner had he stopped the secret method than he heard a familiar man, whom he would never forget for a generation.
He turned stiffly and saw a man in black with a black robe and a black blade slung over his waist behind him. At this time, Gherardini looked at himself.
"Nangong … Sunset!"
Golden phoenix has a hoarse voice and a full face of disbelief
He took two steps back. "Impossible! You are already dead! ？”
He inquired about the details, and even the mask group has not moved recently. He also talked about it from the younger sister’s side. The sunset in Nangong is really dead, yes!
Mainly, he can’t understand each other and can’t know what he wants to do, even if he knows that the Nangong sunset makes many people have to do this to himself.
So he didn’t guard against it.
But now the other person’s reality is just like that suffocating pressure in front of him and dare not look at the red and golden eyes, which seems to have been affixed to his neck. It is said that it is the sunset in Nangong … coming!
In this small bedroom, one moment he still mastered the life and death of the strong man, and the next moment he fell into the clouds because he was more violent.
There is no possibility of escape from the distance between the sunset strength of Nangong and the knife method. A slight change is that the head falls to the ground.
This kind of killing at close range to seize power is violence and respect!