After I Was Resurrected, I Made My Sister A Puppet

Looking at the sickle lying quietly on the ground, Li Jinghua's eyes flashed with hatred, thinking about how to destroy this holy weapon.

Gradually, however, he was drawn to the scythe. Unconsciously reached out and wanted to pick up the scythe.

Where he couldn't see, wisps of black gas burrowed into his body.

Syllable! Smack!

Just as Li Jinghua was about to touch the sickle, a round of applause woke him up. After realizing what he had just done, Li Jinghua's face turned pale and he broke out in a cold sweat.

He didn't think he had more willpower than his father, so if he touched the scythe, he would lose his mind.

But he didn't care about his current embarrassed state at this time, and turned his head to look at the place where the sound came from.

But he found that a young man with two little girls was walking towards him, and the applause was made by this young man.

"I thought about how you got the Death Scythe, but I didn't expect it to be this way. Miserable, miserable! Saying to himself, Zhao Xian shook his head.

He was also puzzled about how Li Jinghua controlled the Death Scythe, after all, with his second-order strength, he would definitely not be able to resist the side effects of the Death Scythe.

This has always been an unknown mystery, and many people in previous lives have tried to find out why. But now Zhao Xian understood, because the death scythe had gone through a hard confrontation with Li Wu, and a lot of killing aura was consumed.

Coupled with the fact that it had just been born, there was not much killing aura inside the scythe. In a sense, the Death Scythe at this point was in a state of serious injury.

In this state, the side effects are basically negligible.

Therefore, when Li Jinghua got the Death Scythe, he was not eroded by it, but relied on the ability of the Death Scythe to improve his strength. Finally, with his own strength, he completely controlled the death scythe.

I have to say, luck is really good.

"Who are you?" Looking at the stranger who suddenly appeared, Li Jinghua asked vigilantly. He couldn't understand what Zhao Xian said just now, and it was clear that he hadn't gotten the death scythe.

Well? Death Scythe? Did he know the name of this artifact, and that he had come for it?

Thinking of this, Li Jinghua became even more vigilant. Although the death scythe killed his father's family, it did not mean that he would give it up.

Even if you don't use it, it's an astronomical amount to sell it, which is enough to revive the family.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that this death scythe belongs to me, hand it over." As he spoke, Zhao Xian stretched out his hand. He will not give up the death sickle because of Li Jinghua's pitiful experience, and he is not a virgin.

Besides, he also killed Li Xuan's father and son, and he has been fighting with this family for a long time.

"Impossible!" Li Jinghua stood up and flatly refused.

"Really?" Zhao Xian was not surprised, he knew that Li Jinghua was not an easy person to compromise. But if you kill Li Jinghua, it's too boring, and you make yourself like killing people and grabbing treasures.

"Xiaoya, get that one over." Zhao Xian said softly.

"Oh!" Lin Wenya responded and stretched out her hand to make a move.

The next moment, the seriously injured Li clansman not far away stood up regardless of his injuries and walked towards this side.

With each step, a huge amount of blood flowed down.

Under his serious injury, Lin Wenya could still easily control him.

"Uncle Ye?" Looking at Li Ye, who was blinded and seemed to be being manipulated, Li Jinghua was shocked. This method of controlling people is too weird.

"One life, in exchange for this holy weapon, fair, right?" Zhao Xian asked with a smile.

"Bastard, take advantage of the danger!" Hearing Zhao Xian's words, Li Jinghua came back to his senses. He gritted his teeth and got tangled.

He was reluctant to hand over the death scythe, but he couldn't watch his people die. Normally, he should have chosen his clansmen. But if you lose the Death Scythe, then it means that there is nothing to be gained from this operation, and there is a huge loss. A large number of high-ranking people, including the patriarch, all died here.

This result is unacceptable to the family.

Just when Li Jinghua hesitated, his clansmen were still bleeding. As time passed, his face became more and more pale, and his breath of life was rapidly weakening. It won't be long before you lose too much blood and die.

"Is that your choice? It's a pity! Seeing that Li Jinghua didn't reply for a long time, Zhao Xian stretched out his hand and pointed.

Click!

The next moment, the controlled Li clan people uncontrollably stretched out their hands and grabbed their heads. With a force of both hands, he twisted his own neck.

At the same time, Lin Wenya also withdrew her ability and let the corpse fall to the ground.

Seeing this situation, Li Jinghua's pupils contracted. Actually, he killed Uncle Ye directly like this?!

"You!" With bloodshot eye sockets, Li Jinghua no longer had so many scruples, and stretched out his right hand to the death sickle.

When you feel the cold touch of the death scythe, and the powerful power that comes from the feedback. Coupled with a slightly demagogic voice, Li Jinghua's mentality swelled up and she was full of confidence.

"Haha!" With a loud laugh, Li Jinghua brandished the death scythe and slashed at Zhao Xian.

And Zhao Xian just watched quietly, without dodging or defending.

Just when Li Jinghua thought he had succeeded, he saw another little girl beside Zhao Xian disappear.

When she reappeared, she came to him out of nowhere, a small hand touching his arm holding the death scythe.

When~

This is the sound of the sickle falling to the ground.

"Ahh

This is the sound of Li Jinghua holding her broken arm and screaming.

A huge pain hit Li Jinghua's mind, and he couldn't understand why this girl disappeared with just a light touch. In his memory, he had never seen such a perverted ability.

"It's a pity that I can only ask you to die." Zhao Xian said, waving his hand.

"By the way, I almost forgot to say that I killed Li Xuan, and Li Xuan's father was also killed by me." Zhao Xian suddenly remembered something, and added that

hearing Zhao Xian's words, Li Jinghua's painful expression froze, and his eyes widened again.

It's a pity that before he could react, Zhao Wu's figure flashed, and Li Jinghua's headless body fell to the ground.

"It's strange to blame this world..."Looking at Li Jinghua's corpse, Zhao Xian sighed in his heart.

In his previous life, although Li Jinghua was not a good person, he did not do anything too hurtful. Just for the strength of the family, there are many innocent people who died at his hands.

In this collapsed world, people like him are already good.

It's a pity that I met Zhao Xian, and he is a very selfish person who lives again. For himself and the people he cares about, he can take everything without scruples.

After that, it's time to harvest the loot. These people are very wealthy, conservatively estimated to have millions of assets.

In this regard, Zhao Xian was too lazy to count, and stuffed it into the storage ring. In addition, I have also gained a lot of good talent materials. Especially Li Jinghua's red talent, Zhao Xian took a few more looks.

Finally, he looked at the Death Scythe, which had been lying on the ground. Reaching out and picking it up, Zhao Xian was not afraid of its erosion.

With holding the Death Scythe, Zhao Xian also knew the ability of this holy weapon.