Mythological Native Species

Watching the headlights marching into the night, disappearing into the foothills in the distance.

Feng Linchen stepped on the night wind alone, and stood halfway up the mountain, looking down the mountain. The lights in the distance are brilliant, although it is far from the indescribably magnificent city of a thousand stars, but there is an indescribable atmosphere of fireworks in the world.

"One year...it's not that generous. The hundred-layer qi training is worthy of breaking the routine of qi training. Even though I have made a lot of character settings for the crow template, the demand trust value is still as high as two. 130,000 points. Fortunately, this is a world where both science and martial arts develop, and the speed of information transmission is not slow."

"As long as I stand on the cusp of the storm and more and more people know my 'raven', this goal is not impossible to achieve."

Thinking of this, Feng Linwen recalled a series of plans he had thrown out before.

Wealth, power, and huge interests always deceive people's hearts.

Neither Dakouniu nor Chen Xingtai noticed that their every move after that seemed to follow the crow's footsteps.

And Feng Linxuan provoked Chen Xingtai's relationship with Dakouniu and Aben, naturally, in order to give him a chance to rise to the top.

The world is very simple, one radish is one pit, and the black one has to be ranked among the seniors. The old guy above won't die, and the people below will never try to get ahead. No matter how capable you are, you can only be subservient to others.

If Dakouniu and Chen Xingtai fight, no matter who wins or loses, they must reuse Feng Linchen.

Of course... Before that, Feng Linxen had to demonstrate the value of his use that would inevitably be reused.

Feng Lin, who was on the mountain road, was still strolling down the mountain in a hurry.

The port city at the foot of the mountain is surging because of the great power of the big ox.

Dakouniu celebrated his 60th birthday, and it was not only people from Dongyao who came to congratulate him, but gangs of all sizes, and even some people from Baidao, sent people to participate in the birthday ceremony and gave gifts and gifts.

It's just that no one expected that, after a good life, there was such a big disturbance, and dozens of people were directly hacked to death.

Not only did it make Dongyao's internal turmoil uneasy, but everyone felt that they were in danger.

Outside, Dakou Niu's fierce name was brought up again. For a time, both the underworld and the white people were all tense, and even some small citizens who heard a few words were also tense, and they no longer dared to linger on the street at night.

A bar in Cape Lookout, which was the best time for business, closed its doors behind closed doors.

A beautiful woman with a **** figure in a black dress, with long eyeliner and lilac lip gloss, with a seductive expression and beautiful long and thin legs, is sitting in front of a white grand piano and playing the Symphony of Destiny .

In the intense tune, a black short-haired cat was lying on the side, licking its paws lazily.

A neurotic-looking man dressed in a black wide-shouldered suit danced gracefully in the center of the stage. His dance steps are very fast, his hands are empty, and he clearly has no dancing partner, but he is a gentleman everywhere, as if there is a charming beauty in his arms.

In one corner of the stage, a beautiful woman with a delicate face and a baby face, wearing a delicate little dress, with a fruit knife stuck behind her back, fell into a pool of blood, staring at the stage with eyes blank.

In the dimly lit place, the man with medium-length purple bangs was wiping the eight-faced Han sword in his hand with a cotton cloth.

The music became faster and faster, and the man's dance moves became bigger and bigger. He stomped his feet in place, turned around constantly, and then stretched out his hand, as if trying to hold on to fate tightly.

Meow···!

The shorthair cat suddenly exploded its fur and let out a harsh scream, breaking the original stormy atmosphere.

The music came to an abrupt end, and the man on the stage stopped his fast, unrestrained dance steps full of explosive force and impact, and opened his hands, posing as if God loved the world.

"Why don't I kill it!"

"Fat and stupid!" The woman who used to play the piano grabbed the back of the shorthair cat's neck and dragged it out from under the piano frame, saying indifferently.

The man wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief. His originally dark skin was a little red from excitement.

"What do you care about! It's just a beast, what can you know? It's this woman, I made her a star, but she danced worse and worse, and she didn't make any progress at all. Damn it." The man threw the handkerchief on the On the corpse of the woman in the corner of the stage. Cover the dead eyes of the female corpse.

Then he said: "Tomorrow, the popular actress Miss Xu Meiling chose to commit suicide in the middle of the night because she couldn't get rid of the shadow of the role. The movie "A Generation of Famous Actors" will be an absolute hit, and then call the organizer of the Golden Film Awards, this year's Best Actress , must belong to Xu Meiling."

The woman nodded, without any unexpected expression.

For some people, the value of a person's death is higher than the value of his life.

Because people always make mistakes in life, and if he dies, then everyone can only remember. Every birthday, death day, you can also use it to stir up feelings, the investment is small... but it has long-term returns. It's a really good deal.

"That fat man has been mad again recently. Which play do you think he sang?" The man turned his head and asked the man in the corner who kept wiping swords.

There was no sound at first in the corner, until after a while, the man who wiped the long sword put the sword back into its sheath and said slowly, "Do you want me to kill him for you?"

The man sighed and shook his head: "Tianhong! I've told you many times that killing is not the only way to solve the problem. What good will it do to us Xinghong if the big ox is dead? That old guy is confused, and now he is still thinking about cleaning up. The door, everyone else has knocked on the door, and it's still fighting inside, it's so stupid!"

"I received the wind, and in two weeks, the evil spirit Rakshasa will secretly come to Hong Kong City~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Shenghe may not be able to hold on by then, Tianhong, are you sure you can stop Rakshasa? "

The man in the corner said expressionlessly, "I can do my best."

The man said regretfully: "That's impossible, that's right! The name of the Rakshasa Evil God has been on the black list for nearly ten years, but no one can replace him. If you were sure to kill him, he would have died long ago. ."

"I can't, but my senior brother can!"

"He is now being held in the death prison on Nanya Island, under special supervision. As long as he can be rescued, the Rakshasa Evil God is not his opponent." Tianhong said.

"You mean...Tianya? No way! I can't control him, he's a lunatic, the most uncontrollable martial lunatic. What I need is a port city that I control, not a messed up port city that was destroyed by him. I dare not rescue a guy who dares to fight with all his strength in the city center and force black and white to join forces." The man said with a nervous smile.

With his expression, he clearly didn't feel the slightest sign of fear, but instead seemed to be very interested in this proposal.

"Rakshasa evil dragon crossing the river is an opportunity for us. Let him rush ahead and try the bottom line and bottom line of those old guys. They won't die... We will never be able to ascend. Although Xinghong is me The industry of the three generations of the Jiang family, but the three generations of our Jiang family are all used as urinals. My father and uncle died in accidents... But we all know why they had accidents." Speaking of which, the man's The colors in his eyes are crazy.

One turned around and stepped on the delicate dance steps, like a flamboyant clown on stage, he said in a high tone: "Go on, find a way to provoke a rivalry with Dongyao, show off horses and knives, and let everyone Look at the strength of our Xinghong now."

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