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The sarcoma was still squirming, and the outside was covered with blue-purple bloodshots. It looked disgusting, but Zhu Jianping was fascinated by it, as if his whole heart was about to melt away, and he loved him so much.

When Zhu Jianping inspired his high-level bloodline belonging to the blood family, that kind of temperament that almost came naturally from the depths of the bloodline made him directly become a noble with roots and red roots, and every move was an interpretation of the aristocratic culture. Meaning, and the turbulent changes in the wealth and status of human society, it is too difficult to form a noble inheritance for a long time, and only the blood clan can rely on their long vitality to continue.

Right now, being able to make a nobleman show such a complacent scene is enough to see the weight of this drop of blood in Zhu Jianping's mind. It is worth Zhu Jianping's madness, heat, and addiction!

"hiss"

A crisp sound came out, the sarcoma cracked open, and a long-faced man wearing a mask came out. This mask is very strange. Ordinary masks have openings for mouths or eyes, but this mask has no openings at all, but even if In this way, the eyes shown on the mask are still so lifelike, no, to be precise, the mask itself has its own intelligence;

It can deceive people, and it can control the power of high-level blood races. Its power is very terrifying.

"Actually, we can change the way we get along."

The voice of the mask came out. It was not the voice of the Japanese man wearing the mask, but his own voice. When the Japanese man put on the mask, the mask completely controlled everything.

Zhu Jianping shook his head noncommittally and said, "Do you think you have the qualification to tell me the conditions now?"

This is a fact, an undeniable fact. If you didn't understand this fact, when the mask sensed the breath of Zhao Zhu, Zhu Jianping, and Xiong Zhiqi, they would not choose to run away directly, and they would not even have the courage to fight.

but. There is also the fact that the mask is not reconciled, it knows the meaning of its existence, it also cherishes its own wisdom, and it cannot give up its own support.

Therefore, it hopes to get a good condition, even if it used to be human as its servant, it is now. I would also like to be the human being in front of me, oh no. The servant of the blood clan in front of him.

It is just a spirit born in a mask, with its own thinking, but without the added values ​​of human beings. It does not mind enslaving others and at the same time it does not mind being enslaved by others, as long as it still has its own thinking. This is enough, saying a thousand words and ten thousand, it is not willing to be obliterated, because it knows what Zhu Jianping's real purpose and desire are.

"I can choose to burn both jade and stone." The mask said. "If I can't exist anymore, I don't mind taking the drop of blood you need with you and destroying it, so that you can...get nothing."

"Oh, are you threatening me?"

"Forget it, after all, you really care about this drop of blood. And I, in fact, care more about it than you. I am willing to be your servant, and the most sincere servant."

"But I still don't want to." Zhu Jianping smiled, "and I also really want to see how you let me get nothing."

"Don't force me to this step." The mask was a little stern. These words sounded like a pleading.

"Here, covered by my river of death, even if you destroy this drop of blood, the power it releases will still be absorbed by my river of death in an instant. What you call destruction. In my eyes, It's just a piece of candy, you diluted it, but in essence, does it make a difference whether I eat this piece of candy directly or drink a bowl of sugar water?"

"Don't lie to me, there is still a difference. What you fancy is not the power contained in this drop of blood. In fact, you do not lack this kind of power. What you really fancy is actually in this drop of blood. The laws and inheritances of , and I can take them and perish together."

"Well, yes, you're right, so, do you understand why I've been standing here talking nonsense with you for so long?"

As soon as Zhu Jianping finished speaking, two hands appeared from the void, and one hand seemed to come from the countercurrent of space, full of strangeness, but at the same time there was an artistic atmosphere brewing.

Hands are the epitome of Xiong Zhiqi's art. This is Xiong Zhiqi's own narcissistic words, but it is also a fact. From the very beginning, Xiong Zhiqi put all his resources into these hands, even if Zhao Zhu did not give it to him. He got Lu Guan and Ghost Emperor's hands, Xiong Zhiqi's original hands were also very scary and should not be underestimated, and the two newly replaced hands now made Xiong Zhiqi even more powerful!

This hand appeared too quickly and caught people off guard. Even Zhu Jianping, who was standing in the air deliberately chatting and talking with the mask to delay time, was still full of hearts when he was mentally prepared for the appearance of this hand. A kind of surprise, Fatty really played with this hand, and he didn't say anything else in the future, just going for a sneak attack, even when facing the strongest opponent, it was enough for the opponent to have a good drink.

"Come on..."

A crisp sound came out, and the fat man's hand directly took off the mask on the face of the Japanese long-faced man. This scene made the mask's emotional irritability to the extreme. instinct.

Even if he was obliterated, he couldn't make this good thing cheaper for others, so it was ready to explode.

A strand of blood is still connected to the mask and the face of the long-faced man. This is a connection that cannot be separated in a short period of time. The long-faced man's aura begins to become extremely irritable. It is also the reason why masks have to rely on humans.

However, at this moment, Xiong Zhiqi's other hand appeared;

When people do things, they often do it both ways, but when they come to Xiong Zhiqi, they do it with both hands.

With a touch of coldness, as if the most biting cold air shed under the moonlight, the white bone hand gently stroked it in a way that could not be tolerated. .

In an instant, the connection between the mask and the long-faced man was completely cut off, like cutting a piece of tofu with a sharp bayonet.

When the mask was thrown into Zhu Jianping's arms by Xiong Zhiqi, Zhu Jianping curled up his body suddenly, letting his cloak block everything outside.

"boom!"

The long-faced man still blew himself up, but it seemed that it was meaningless.

………………

Zhao Zhu and Qingzi can continue with you and me, but Xu Ao can't hold on for too long. His injury is very serious.

If it was before, Zhao Zhu could use the moon wheel to help Xu Ao heal, but now, Zhao Zhu has not had time to re-condense his moon wheel, but it is not that there are no other ways.

Turning Xu Ao over, Zhao Zhu pressed his palm against Xu Ao's back and pulled it along the way.

"puff……"

Xu Ao's mouth was like a fountain, and he kept spurting blood out. It looked miserable and terrifying, but now all the blood in his body and the blocked meridians were expelled by Zhao Zhu in this sturdy and direct way. , Qingzi gave Xu Ao a few more pills, and this life was saved.

After doing this, Zhao Zhu suddenly found that he had nothing else to do when facing Haruko, and when Zhu Jianping got the mask and wiped out the spirit in the mask, the formation here also seemed to be crumbling. It can crash at any time.

Looking at the blood spirits still running around on the ground, Haruko's face showed an unbearable look, because who could have imagined that if the blood spirits ran out without the confinement of the formation, what kind of an impact it would have on the society of Kyoto. This kind of harm, Haruko's heart is still kind.

It's just that kindness is kindness, and Haruko is not pedantic at all. After seeing Zhao Zhu, Xiong Zhiqi, and Zhu Jianping intentionally ignoring the changes in the formation, she also understood the thoughts of the three brothers, and she was down to earth~www.wuxiaspot .com~ Haruko still thinks that she is a Chinese. Although her name is Japanese, her thinking mode is still close to that of the Chinese. At the moment, she just sighed softly and said nothing.

Zhu Jianping held the mask in his hand and couldn't put it down. He just wanted to extract the drop of blood in the mask. It would take some time. Of course, he also needed a good environment. After returning to Shenzhen, I will do it again. Now, it is not the time.

Xiong Zhiqi folded his hands on his chest, like an old man sunbathing, looking indifferent.

Zhao Zhu picked up Xu Ao, but he was not gentle at all, like lifting a sack.

"I'm hungry," Zhao Zhu said.

It's true that the three brothers just ate some random breakfast on the plane. After arriving at the destination, they just ate a bowl of ramen. Now that so long has passed, it is normal to be hungry. Of course, in fact, Zhao Zhu and others can already achieve the realm of fasting. Even if they don't eat, they can be self-sufficient purely by absorbing the energy and spiritual energy around them. Falling, then living, but it is too boring.

Haruko smiled sweetly, bowed and nodded: "I'll go cook for you."

Time is passing, it can be seen vaguely that Zhao Zhu's mind reappeared when he first set foot in the Xu family's barrier, this gentle and considerate woman, in order to make up for the damage her brother had done to Zhao Zhu, she even cooked herself with serious injuries. The scene of preparing meals for Zhao Zhu.

It's just a pity, now, the past is like the wind, and the rest of the two can continue, that is, the memories that each of them feel is very good. (To be continued.)

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