Reverend Insanity: Seventeenth verse: Enlightenment of the Demon Road

"It turns out that the three kings have such a line of vitality. If I get a token, I will definitely be more free and not quit early." Bao Tong exclaimed.

Li Qiang took the initiative to raise his glass and toasted Fang Yuan: "The words of Lord Little Beast King are really worth a thousand words. This glass of wine congratulates Your Excellency on beating down a hundred-year-old boy!"

When people go to tea and cool, just now Li Qiang is still talking with the hundred-year-old boy kindly. Now he changed to Fangyuan. He immediately changed his word and classified the hundred-year-old boy as a scum.

"Hahaha, good to say." Instead of holding up the glass, Fang Yuan looked at the dry children of the 100-year-old boy and waved impatiently, "Today I cut off the culprit, and in a good mood, let you go. These people have a way of life. Get out of here if you don't want to stay. Get out, get out, keep my eyes off! "

When the 100-year-old boy died, the sons and daughters were anxious for a long time. Hearing these words, they couldn't help but look at each other.

"What? Stay here, do you want to kill me?" Fang Yuan sneered lightly.

Instantly, the crowd rioted, and many people walked away, and the banquet was half empty instantly.

But a few of these centuries-old children stay.

"Master Founder, you are my life-saving benefactor!" A dry son knelt down, crying tearfully, "I was forced to recognize a thief as a father by a hundred-year-old boy, Lord Beastmaster. You Vega can be found everywhere, save me from fire and water, you are my benefactor! ”

"Master Beastmaster, your mighty power has completely conquered my heart, please let me stay with you, and wait for you." A beautiful dry daughter begged pleadingly.

"Master Beastmaster, you save the little ones in the disaster, I will never forget your great graciousness. Eun Tong recreated, please let me call you a godfather!" An old man in his seventies and eighties fell to his knees on the ground Shouted emotionally.

Wow.

Fang Yuan fell to his knees in an instant.

As soon as a hundred-year-old boy dies, the leaders of this group are gone and immediately fall apart. Most people fled, while others changed course and wanted to cling to Fangyuan.

"Hahaha ..." Fang Yuan laughed. "It's really nice, yes, yes."

There is also joy on the faces of a group of dry children.

But then Fang Yuan's laughter converged, and his complexion went down. Drinking low: "A group of flattery generations! Killing is killing, sin is sin, what a great virtue. I never disdain for such false admiration. I like killing, I like sin, listening, how direct. How pure ... you guys will also get rid of me, if you want revenge, quickly build up strength, I wait for you to challenge me! "

The children are shocked. Fearing again, he froze.

"Huh?" Fang Yuan snorted softly from his nasal cavity, his heart moved, and the shadow of the beast slaughtered. Killed one person on the spot.

Everyone wakes up like a dream, screaming in unison. One after another rushed to the outside of the cave, and the fart rolled into urine.

The puppets who stayed here didn't look good.

Fang Yuan is moody, and he kills people at every turn, putting pressure on the people around him. Although a hundred-year-old boy is abominable, compared with him, he is much more cute.

Only Bai Ningbing, sitting on Fang Yuan's left-hand side, the blue eyes were half-open and half-closed, and his face was calm like ice.

Li Qiang's glass is always on, and it doesn't fall. At this moment, he also forgets the embarrassment and reluctantly laughs, "Master, the Beastmaster, chop the grass to get rid of the roots. These people are let go, and what will happen tomorrow? Insurance For the sake of it, it's better to kill them all. It doesn't matter if the Little Beast King doesn't remember these people, I remember. It's just a gift of intelligence just to kill these people in the next generation.

"No matter, no matter." Fang Yuan leaned his back on the back of the chair with a smile.

These people were released and have their own plans, but they couldn't say clearly.

Thinking for a while, Fang Yuan said: "I have never been afraid to offend people when I walked the demon road. As long as I continue to be strong, what is revenge? Ten people revenge, I just kill ten people, one hundred people revenge, I kill Hundreds of people. If the world avenges, I will kill the world! If I succeed in vengeance, it will prove that I am not strong enough, I have not worked hard enough, I have slackened my practice, and I deserve it! "

Fang Yuan said this, his eyes flashed stiffly, and he glanced left and right, like a monster and a beast, no one dared to look at him.

"Little Beastmaster is cruel to others, even harder at himself!"

"This Founder is so magical! Don't be afraid of revenge, not afraid of death, just live and die outside ..."

"Founder is crazy, and his psychology is not normal at all. Being an enemy with such a person is definitely a nightmare!"

When everyone heard Fang Yuan's words, their hearts were cold.

Fang Yuan's successful earthquake deterred everyone, and it was enough to stop and show a smile: "Let's drink a bar."

The crowd raised their glasses and trembled, as if accompanied by a man-eating tiger, thinking of their own safety, and the original wine became boring.

But then, Fang Yuan talked about the inheritance of the three kings, revealing many secrets.

The minds of the people were completely attracted to the past. One by one, the secrets were heard in the ears, and many of them were snorting with excitement.

Only Li Xian was worried and startled: "What idea did this little beastmaster have? He actually exposed these precious intelligences, what did he want to do?"

After an hour, the feast is over.

Fang Yuan killed the 100-year-old boy, and the dove occupied the nest. He also hosted a banquet. While others were still thinking about it, they felt that it was a worthwhile trip.

When they came out of the hole, they even reluctantly wanted to hear more news from Fang Yuan's mouth.

As for the original owner of the banquet, the one-hundred-year-old boy, whose corpse was torn in half, is still on the ground, blood has penetrated into the ground, and the pale bones shed cold light under the moonlight.

Everyone laughed and walked past his body. No one cast a glance at the loser.

This is the end of the demon loser.

King of success, Kou of defeat.

All Masters of the Magic Tao have more or less such awareness.

...

It's raining in the sky.

The gloomy sky, the cold wind blows steeply.

The rain drizzled over the girl's hair, shoulders, back, and even her entire body.

"If the male and young masters can't be resurrected after death, please mourn." The leader of the four seniors of the Iron Family, standing behind the girl at this time, exhorted with concern.

But the young girl didn't speak. Her eyes were bright and starry in the past. At this moment, she was lost and empty. She had no firm and sharp eyes in the past.

Tie Ruonan stared blankly at the tombstone in front of him.

The tombstones are pieces of cut rock with the names of the sleepers on them.

Tie Mu, Tie Dao Su, Clematis, Tie Ao Kai, Tie Ba Xiu ...

Each of these names can involve Tie Ruonan's deepest and deepest memories.

But the partners who have fought alongside her and marched together have become the coldest body in the land. Like Tie Ruonan's heart, there is no trace of temperature.

"I killed you, I didn't fulfill the responsibility of a leader!"

"You are dead, but I live alone. I am a coward ..."

"It's all a nightmare, father, I'm ashamed of you."

Tie Ruonan is caught in deep self-blame, besides, there is remorse and confusion.

After experiencing the loss of his father, this proud man of heaven strives to climb up, like a rising star on the right track, receiving the attention and blessings of countless people.

But in a battle a few months ago, Fang Yuan personally knocked the star down to the bottom of the valley, into a gloomy corner, smashed to the ground, covered with cracked gray meteorite.

"Hmm ..." Tie Hengzhi, the head of the four elders of the Iron Family, looked at the thin and thin back of the girl in the rain and gave a deep sigh.

But at this moment, an old voice, softly, sounded behind him: "It's been a few months, is this the same as a boy?"

The Horror of the Iron Golem is shocked!

Someone who is so close to himself, but he never notices it!

Suddenly, he was full of sweat, turned around like lightning, and started subconsciously.

But a thin hand, leaning lightly on his shoulder, accompanied by a voice: "Well, be calm and restless."

The iron urn is suddenly stiff, and the real yuan boiling in the air is covered by a powerful invisible force.

It seems to be a thousand peaks of the Qingshan Mountain, which is suddenly suppressed.

The head of the dignified Iron Family's four old men, four-turn high-level iron cymbals, at this moment, they can't move, they are all trapped, like a little bug in amber!

But when he saw the appearance of the man, Tie Zhizhi was filled with horror, and immediately turned into ecstasy.

"Ah, it's the old patriarch you!" Tie Zhizhi blurted out.

At this time, the skinny old man standing in front of him is the patriarch of the previous generation of the Tie family, Tie Mubai!

"As the patriarch, I have abdicated for a long time. Now I'm not home, either, you call me Mubai directly." The old man waved gently, smiling.

"How can younger He Dehe, how dare to call the old patriarch your name!" Tie Yanzhi bent down deeply, respectfully saluting the old man.

For the old man in front of him, Tie Zhizhi's heart is full of admiration and admiration.

"The name is just a code name. The name of Tie Mubai is used for addressing itself. There is nothing wrong with it." The old man's words were light, his eyes were vicissitudes, and he had seen fame and fortune.

Tie Yunzhi still wanted to talk, but the old man waved his hand slightly, walked forward slowly, and came to Tie Ruonan's side.

He stood in front of the tombstone with his back to Tie Ruonan. Then he stretched out his hand, stroking the surface of the stele, and sighed softly: "Iron family, wherever they die, they are buried. This is the rule of the iron family since its inception. Do you know why?"

Tie Ruonan is still half-knelt on the ground. He seems to have heard nothing and remains indifferent.

The old man continued: "For the Tie family, fighting the battlefield is the greatest glory! Tieba Xiu, Tie Mu, Tiedao Su, Tiefanghua, Tie Aokai are like this, your The same is true of my father's cold blood. I will die in the future, so will you. The same will happen if you die. "