The Injured Boy Will Not Fall In Love With The Sickly Snake Girl

"Asshole, I'll let you know what nightmare haunting is!"

Blackhand cursed angrily.

It suddenly gained strength.

He is worthy of being a child of luck, and his strength is definitely sufficient.

At first glance, it looks like the kind of nuclear-powered animal that is suitable for going to a construction site, lifting bricks for a hundred years, allowing the boss to withhold wages, and working hard to make trouble for the town and continue to squeeze the boss.

Xu Xiu was happy.

"Wrap a hammer around you."

The black hand suddenly broke through Xu Xiu's protection and penetrated the main artery in his neck.

Xu Xiuxin asked: Is this lunatic really crazy? How did he suddenly gain so much strength?

His luck is now being gradually sucked away by him.

How could he still have so much strength? The son of luck is really not easy to deal with.

Black hands grabbed his neck.

The sharp nails dug into his skin, trying to sever his aorta.

"I'll strangle you to death within three minutes."

Xu Xiu thought to herself: You are already in such a state of desolation and yet you dare to speak nonsense. You are simply seeking death.

"You can try!" Xu Xiu tried his best to circulate the fighting spirit sucked from him.

"You little bastard, where did you get such strength?"

"Of course it comes from you."

"Your luck is gradually being sucked dry by me. Even if you grab my throat, how long can you hold me? Give up your resistance. Jie Jie Jie."

Xu Xiu smiled like a villain.

Black Hand was so angry that he threatened: "You really have never seen Black Hand."

"Let you be tough!"

He increased his intensity, and Xu Xiu suddenly saw a glimmer of light in front of his eyes. Under the light, the original face of the master of the black hand appeared pale.

Xu Xiu was surprised: How can you imagine this?

The man's appearance was almost the same as his.

Just subtle, slightly different differences.

Xu Xiu remembered that Kong Kong Xiaoyue had a younger brother named Kong Ming before, and now there is another son of luck, Brother Black Hand.

They all look a lot like me, what's going on?

Why are there so many people who look like him?

In this world, if a person looks exactly like you, it might be a coincidence.

If two people look exactly like you, you have to wonder if your genes have been cloned.

Xu Xiu asked while trembling: "Who are you and why do you look exactly like me?"

The son of Black Hand Luck said: @I still want to ask you, you bastard! "

Xu Xiu felt that there might be fraud involved.

There are some differences that must be made clear.

He said: "I stop absorbing your luck, and you also let go of me. Let's stop first and have a good talk, okay?"

Black Hand said: "Okay, we can talk about it. Let's talk about it after you die."

As he spoke, the strength on his hands increased, his nails penetrated into his skin, and blood flowed continuously.

Xu Xiu continued to ask: "Don't you think this is strange? Can you tell me why you fell to this point?"

The black hand replied: "Can't you hear everything I'm thinking? Why do you need me to say it? I think you should take care of yourself first, I will kill you right away."

"You idiot!"

Xu Xiu couldn't bear it anymore. She wanted to spare his life and let him die for the time being, but now he was forcing himself to kill him!

Xu Xiu: "Demon fire, burn him to death directly."

The demonic fire burst out from the hand and burned directly on the black skin of the black hand.

Black Hand screamed with pain that penetrated his heart and spleen.

"It's so scary, so terrible. How could this happen? Why is it so painful?"

"What do I want to ask you? Will you let go? If you don't let go, I will burn you to ashes immediately."

"Don't burn me, don't burn me!"

Blackhand finally couldn't bear it anymore. This feeling was too uncomfortable. Not everyone could withstand the stimulation of being burned by the yin and yang of the rejuvenation breath.

"Your fire is too fierce, what on earth is it?"

"I feel a primitive pain that has traveled through eternity. It makes me willing to die. Stop it. Stop it."

"I have something important to tell you!"

The black fingernails had already loosened Xu Xiu's neck.

Xu Xiu knocked him back with a palm.

"Tell me, you have something to tell me. If you didn't tell me just now, and if you don't tell me now, you won't have a chance in the future."

"A hundred years ago, I wanted to kill that woman but couldn't."

"I know this!" Xu Xiu was about to activate the demon fire again.

"Why should I kill him? You want to know?"

"Whatever you say, if you don't I will burn you to death."

Xu Xiu twisted her eyebrows and threatened in a low voice.

"No, no, no, no," the black hand said honestly.

"The woman who is called the ancestor by the Hades actually wants to kill my daughter!"

The corner of Xu Xiu's mouth raised a slight arc: "I have never seen a mother cruel enough to kill her own daughter."

"It's true! I am the son of fate. Everything I do is to do justice for heaven and eliminate harm for the people."

"She wanted to use her daughter's soul to help her advance in cultivation. I didn't agree, so we started fighting, and then the woman had a strong cultivation and killed me. Fortunately, I still have a trace of soul, and I have energy after all. With the help of luck, I can stay in this turtle shell for a hundred years, absorb the pure fighting spirit of this woman's descendants, and go to a higher plane to avenge her in the future!"

"Because the woman did not die, her soul also broke through and ascended to a higher world."

"The higher world."

Xu Xiu wondered, what a higher world.

"There is a world that is a level higher than the Eastern Region and the Immortal Martial Continent. However, you have not reached the realm yet, so you should not dream about this level."

"Why should I believe what you say?" Xu Xiu questioned.

"You yourself have memories of this. Don't you understand why we look so similar? Because you and I may be two similar flowers among thousands of mortal connections."

"Good guy."

Similar flowers, this is a wonderful saying. He seemed to have heard this sentence from a novel.

"Before time travel, you weren't writing novels, were you?"

"How do you know that before I traveled through time...wait, did you also travel through time?"

"That's natural."

Xu Xiu nodded and said with a smile: "Do you know why I want to tell you my identity?"

"Why?"

The black hand asked.

"Because." Xu Xiu smiled:

"You're going to die soon!"