It’s Too Hard To Die Chapter 698: The Fall of God

Seeing Wang Jinyu stepping up to greet him, the visitor also hurried forward a few steps and returned the salute with a smile, "Yuexiang..."

Just as the visitor was about to call out his junior sister, he saw Wang Jinyu winking frantically at him.

He is not stupid, he immediately understands Wang Jinyu's look.

I don't know why. . .

However, the visitor still said with a smile, "Junior Brother Yuexiang."

"Junior Brother Yuexiang?"

Hearing this, Wang Hao was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were full of surprise when he looked at Wang Jinyu.

Those eyes seemed to ask again: How many names do you have?

Seeing this, Wang Jinyu also blushed slightly, her thin lips pursed softly, and said softly, "Brother Hao, this is my Taoist name."

"Oh~ I see." Wang Hao smiled, indicating that he understood.

And the Taoist who suddenly broke in just now:...

These two. . . relation. . . It doesn't seem ordinary. . .

The Taoist glanced at Wang Hao in astonishment, then smiled slightly.

This smile was not malicious, but just out of curiosity, just glanced at Wang Hao.

"The young disciple newly received by the master of the Slaughter God seems to already have a sweetheart." The Taoist smiled secretly in his heart.

"Senior Brother Yiming, I dare to ask you to come to this small plane in person today, but is there any major event?" Wang Jinyu asked with a smile.

Daoists don't hide anything from Wang Jinyu.

After all, the relationship between the God of Slaughter and the God of Order has grown old, so there is no need to hide such trivial matters.

"Master Yuexiang... um, brother, I do have something to deal with for my brother's visit today." The Taoist chuckled lightly.

Intentionally or unintentionally, out of the corner of the eye glanced at the mysterious old man, and instantly glared at half of the mysterious old man's soul.

"Oh? Does that senior brother need my help?" Wang Jinyu asked with a smile.

There is a strong sense that as long as the Taoist nods, she will shoot.

"Hahahahaha, thank you for your kindness, brother, I don't need it for the time being.

If there is any need for the help of the junior sister, the brother will not keep silent and remain silent. "The Taoist cupped his hands and laughed.

Hearing this, Wang Jinyu just smiled and said nothing.

Anyway, it's a foregone conclusion now.

Then, the mysterious old man was tragic.

I saw the Taoist show Wang Jinyu with a smile, then he changed his face and looked at the mysterious old man.

Feeling the incomparably sharp eyes staring at him, the mysterious old man only felt that there was an incomparably sharp blade on his neck.

I could fall head over heels at any time.

Just a glance from the Taoist, the cold sweat on the back of the mysterious old man wet his clothes.

And the old man fell into silence, not saying a word.

"Today, the poor Daoist is going to behead this staff, do you have any objection?"

"Senior, junior naturally dare not have any opinion.

However. . . He is a man of the Lord, the **** of good and evil. . . "The old man said with a bitter face.

When the disciple of the God of Order in front of him came in person, he was not very good at begging.

Because the relationship between the **** of order and the **** of good and evil is really not very good.

However, even if the relationship is not good on the surface, the supreme **** is the supreme **** after all, and the uncle is the uncle after all.

Before you tear your face, open the window and say something bright, respect must be given.

Therefore, when the old Taoist mentions the **** of good and evil, Taoists still have to show respect.

"Pin Dao naturally respects the uncle, the **** of good and evil." The Daoist laughed.

Lao Dao and the mysterious old man breathed a sigh of relief.

However, only the Taoist said, "But, this bastard, the poor Taoist will kill today!"

Daoist changed his words and said in a cold voice, his tone was extremely cold, and his killing intent was awe-inspiring.

"But..." Lao Dao wanted to rely on the God of Good and Evil to intercede again, but the Daoist didn't give him this chance.

I saw the Daoist waved his hand, interrupting Lao Dao's voice, and asked in a deep voice, "Don't you think that the **** of good and evil will kill this little angel because of me, and he will Blame it on me?"

As soon as these words came out, Lao Dao was shocked.

The mysterious old man was sweating profusely, and he couldn't even stand.

Yes, how could the dignified supreme **** blame his nephew for the death of a small angel?

If he really blamed him, with the temper of the **** of order, he might fall out with the **** of good and evil on the spot.

"Okay, I know you're just here to intercede, and I think you know what's going on in front of you," the Taoist said faintly.

"Yes, senior knows." The old man sighed and said quietly.

The things in front of him are no longer in his hands.

Seeing Lao Dao take a step back, the mysterious old man was shocked, and hurriedly crawled forward a few steps, pulling Lao Dao's sleeve to beg for mercy.

"Sir, help, my lord! Help, my lord! Don't leave me alone, my lord!" said the mysterious old man in pain.

In front of him, his only hope of surviving is this old man.

"Alas."

Lao Dao closed his eyes and sighed. He didn't say anything, nor did he plead for the mysterious old man.

If he pleads for the mysterious old man today, he will also die here today.

At this time, the voice of the Taoist came.

"Beast! Do you still recognize me?" the Taoist asked.

This sound, like thunder, sounded in the ears of the mysterious old man. The shocked mysterious old man bleeds from his seven orifices, his eardrums ruptured, and he could no longer fight back.

In response, the mysterious old man didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't dare to insult.

Because the Taoist in front of him is not something he can provoke at all.

Even the old man behind him ~IndoMTL.com~ can't afford to provoke him.

"Xiao...Xiao still remember your name, your name is Zuo Yiming..." The mysterious old man said intermittently.

Immediately, he begged for mercy again, "My lord, I have no eyes, I ate the gall of a bear's heart and a leopard, and I was fascinated.

Otherwise, how could I dare to trick you, Lord? "

The mysterious old man knelt in front of Zuo Yiming, kowtowed repeatedly, begging for mercy.

"Oh! Now you know to beg for mercy? What about your former prestige?

Where did your former prestige go?

A few days ago, where did you figure out where the prestige of my only flesh and blood went? "Zuo Yiming sneered and asked loudly.

"The only flesh and blood?!"

Now, not only the people from Dongli Continent, but also Lao Dao and Wang Jinyu were stunned.

Does the senior have flesh and blood in the east of the mainland? !

Wang Jinyu: Senior Brother Yiming is also from the mainland? !

As for Xiao Bai and the others, except for Duan Wuluo and Siwei, they all smiled slightly. This smile was very meaningful.

Duan Wuluo and Si are not like:...

What's going on? What are you laughing at?

Duan Wuluo and Sibu felt like they had just connected to the Internet and didn't know anything.

However, just as everyone was shocked, a scream came suddenly.

It was followed by the sound of people's heads falling, and the blood column erupted.

"Alas, is it a foregone conclusion?" The old man sighed, but did not say much.

Mysterious old man, death.

The angel fell.

It's too hard to like to die.