The strongest do not adhere to martial ethics.
They came to deceive him, to ambush Xiao Xiaole.
The lifespan was already reduced to 10 minutes, and the cooldown was reduced by 70%.
That's it, we're doomed.
"hehe."
To Xiao Xiaole's left was Bai Yun Xiaoyao, to his right was Hei Wu Ying Jiu, and directly opposite him was Shura.
He was ready to give his last words.
If you give him a chance.
To Ye Bai's surprise, Xiao Xiaole actually stepped out of the light barrier and left the invincible area.
Before the strongest, no one dares to claim invincibility.
Xiao Xiaole gave herself a way out, to save face.
He bowed towards the black mist.
"The criminal Lian Liankan greets... Lord Ninth."
He then faced the white clouds and bowed again.
"This humble one, Xiao Xiaole, has met the supreme expert, Xiaoyao."
call--
Xiao Xiaole breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much more relaxed.
He finally revealed the name of the strongest expert; at least he didn't back down!
Among the members of the Demonic Cult, he was the most courageous!
After doing all this, Xiao Xiaole looked straight ahead and smiled easily.
"Ye Bai is still here? Have you eaten?"
Ye Bai: ......
Isn't this disparity in treatment a bit too great?
Xiao Xiaole actually spoke from three different identities in those three sentences.
You are a sinner, a villain... Teacher.
Xiao Xiaole clapped her hands. "Now that I've seen it all, it's time for me to die."
At this moment, he truly sought death.
With the projection of the Fourth Demon God now under Xiaoyao's control, the human race's plan is half complete.
Win the first move.
If Xiao Xiaole were alone with Xiaoyao, he felt he might still have a chance of surviving.
but,
Ying Jiu was present, and especially felt the extremely strong killing intent emanating from him.
Ying Jiu and Xiaoyao, a master and apprentice, were a pair from over thirty years ago.
Whoever Ying Jiu wants to kill, Xiao Yao always acts swiftly and decisively, never showing any mercy.
Xiao Xiaole knew he had no chance of survival.
Ying Jiu spoke again, seemingly ignoring Xiao Xiaole, and looked at Bai Yun.
"You'll clean up the mess?"
"good."
The white clouds dispersed again, enveloping everyone before quickly receding.
Part of their memories were erased, and everyone's bodies rose from the ground, returning to their previous postures.
When they wake up again, they will not notice anything unusual, or even the few minutes that have passed.
It was like taking a nap.
No one will remember what happened, and Shura's true identity will remain a secret.
Nothing happened.
After Xiaoyao finished doing all this, Yingjiu spoke again, "Four?"
"Three."
"good."
Their conversation was like a riddle.
But that didn't stop Ye Bai from understanding.
"This great battle actually involves three demon gods?"
Ye Bai quickly calculated in his mind,
"Judging from Xiao Xiaole's concurrent position, the third, fourth, and sixth demon gods are all part of the scheme."
"I wonder how many will ultimately perish."
The projection of the Fourth Demon God has already fallen into Xiaoyao's hands. As for what He will do with this projection later, there is no need to report to Ye Bai.
After a brief chat, Ying Jiu looked at Xiao Xiaole again, "Was it useful?"
Xiaoyao: "It's useless."
"Kill them."
Ying Jiu's voice grew colder.
Ninth Master never holds grudges; he always settles scores on the spot.
"good."
Eight words in a conversation sealed Xiao Xiaole's fate.
Bai Yun faced Xiao Xiaole and said calmly,
"You still have one chance to say one more word."
After saying this, Baiyun, with her sealed demonic eye, drifted away.
Ye Bai looked at Ninth Master curiously, his eyes asking, "What does this mean?"
Ying Jiu shook her head.
If he could fully understand what Xiaoyao was thinking, then the strongest person should be Yingjiu.
Xiao Xiaole didn't think much of it and simply interpreted it literally.
Leave a final message.
That's so humane!
Is there anything more compassionate than allowing someone to leave a will before cremation?
What should I say...?
Xiao Xiaole was supposed to be decisive and ruthless.
On his deathbed, he became surprisingly sentimental.
He desperately wanted to ask himself, if he didn't say those words aloud, would he never die?
Xiao Xiaole was willing to remain silent for the rest of her life and be a mute for life.
Isn't living a good life wonderful?
"ten."
A thoughtful countdown sounded in Xiao Xiaole's ears.
Obviously, not everyone can exploit bugs.
Countless thoughts flashed through Xiao Xiaole's mind, her short life rushing by like a revolving lantern.
In a sense, he is not a match-3 game, but a brand new soul, a lucky one who has been in the world for less than a week.
Oh no, you unlucky bastard!
Should he angrily curse and rage at everything that has happened to him?
Lian Liankan's face reappeared in Xiao Xiaole's mind.
That aged, sinister face sneered at him, coldly watching Xiao Xiaole's desperate situation.
Although that old face said nothing, it seemed to say everything.
Xiao Xiaole shook her head.
He disdained such a blatant act of collusion.
"five."
In the blink of an eye, five seconds had passed.
Half of one's life is wasted on one's past life.
That old man is still causing trouble even after he's gone.
Xiao Xiaole's usually incredibly sharp mind was now as sluggish and creaking as a rusty machine.
He felt that no matter what he said, it was as if he hadn't said anything at all.
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