"You guys, okay, so cruel!"

"Ah! Puff..."

As Mr. Hei spoke, a mouthful of old blood spurted out again, staring at me and the fat man, all with vicious expressions in his eyes.

Even I couldn't help but feel cold in my heart!

"You die because you are greedy, and you can't blame others!" I looked at him calmly.

"you……"

Mr. Hei spit out another mouthful of pain.

"At a young age, he is so vicious! I'm unwilling to give up, I'm not willing!" Mr. Hei roared angrily.

Before he died, he seemed to be unable to believe himself, and he explained it easily.

But I, the King of Hell, never tell you how you will die?

Perhaps he himself might not have thought that such a dignified master would die at the hands of an ordinary person like Fatty. Although I gave him a fatal blow, if it were not for the Fatty, I would not have killed him so easily.

In fact, it is indeed a frustrating thing to think about from his perspective.

I calmly walked towards Mr. Hei step by step.

"When it comes to viciousness, how can I compare with you? How many lives do you have on your hands? I'm afraid you don't even know yourself!"

Mr. Hei gritted his teeth tightly, with only resentment left in his eyes.

This is a bloody lesson. It is better to say that he died in our hands than to say that he died in his own greed. If it weren't for the eight-foot mirror in the hands of the greedy fat man, he wouldn't have fallen into the trap of the fat man, and I would naturally not have killed him so easily.

"Why don't you talk anymore? You think what I said makes sense, right?" I looked at him with a cold face and expressionless face.

"So, it's not that I want to kill you, but that God wants to take you away. I'm also doing the same for God."

"Zhang Jiuyang, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!" Mr. Hei said resentfully.

"Then I will let your soul go away!" I responded coldly.

"Hahaha…"

Mr. Hei smiled to the sky. Before I could react, he suddenly bit his tongue through the tip of his tongue, and blood spurted into the air. He quickly recited a spell in his mouth.

I secretly called out in my heart, I was going to cast the blood curse.

Without any hesitation, all the power burst out from my feet and rushed towards Mr. Hei in an instant, but he was still one step too late.

"Three souls and seven spirits, relying on my blood, do not enter the cycle of reincarnation, do not be born or destroyed, and you will meet!"

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Hei's three souls and seven spirits actually left his body and instantly merged into his blood. Then he turned into a human face and shot directly at me.

Seeing this bloody face, I immediately gave up my resistance and stood there waiting for its arrival.

Because I know that once the blood curse is completed, it will be impossible to be avoided until the blood curse enters the body of the person being cast.

The next moment, the human face exploded in front of me, turning into layers of blood mist, wrapping me up, and finally turning into a bloodline, drilling into my body.

The next moment, an extremely bad feeling instantly enveloped my whole body.

I know that the blood curse has been planted in my body.

Oh shit!

I cursed secretly, feeling a little annoyed, but after thinking about it, I felt relieved.

Anyway, I don’t have to worry about biting if I have too many lice. I have too many things that I haven’t solved. With a blood curse, it’s nothing. Anyway, I won’t kill me for a while!

The blood curse needs to rely on essence, blood and soul as medium, so after Mr. Hei performs the magic, the moment the soul leaves his body, it means that his death will disappear...

With a few breaths, a life is gone.

The scene was dead silent.

His eyes stared at Mr. Hei who was lying on the ground, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a moment.

Blood flowed out along Mr. Hei's heart, and there was a smell of blood in the air.

Maybe no one expected that we would be a Thunder Killer as soon as we got up, and there was no nonsense at all.

I subconsciously glanced at Mr. Liu, and he and Tang Hao stopped at the same time, retreating and widening the distance between them.

Because of Mr. Hei's death, I know that his scene may not be able to continue.

I walked to Mr. Hei step by step with a gloomy face, lowered my head, and looked at him coldly.

It's not the first time that people are killed.

Unlike before, at this moment, there are not many waves in my heart.

If I want to avenge my father, I must embark on this bloody path.

I have to get used to all this, first make myself cold, then numb myself.

Mr. Hei is not the first person on this road, nor is he the last one.

Although I don’t want to become such a person myself, unfortunately, I am gradually living like I don’t like.

With his head down and looking at Mr. Hei who was lying in a pool of blood, there was no mercy in my heart and even in my eyes.

Mr. Black and White entered the dream to control his soul, created a mask, and attacked and killed people, but eventually died under the same means.

This is the retribution in this life.

Everyone will face the judgment of fate and the cycle of cause and effect, and I will no exception.

I stretched out my hand and pulled out the ghost-killing sword.

The continuous killing of people and ghosts, and the ghost-slaying sword began to emit an invisible evil aura.

The ghost-killing sword is both good and evil, and uses evil to control evil. Now its evil spirit is even heavier!

But I found that I liked this sword more and more.

Some regrets are that I didn’t ask Mr. Hei personally about many things.

But I know the same way, even if I ask him, he probably won't tell me.

However, this did not prevent me from having any guesses in my mind. Will my father’s death be related to this so-called Tianji Pavilion?

This is not impossible.

According to my grandfather, my dad is a rare genius in Xuanmen who has been seen in a century, and his cultivation is so profound that there is basically no possibility for ordinary people to deal with him.

Even families like the Zhou family and the Chen family want to kill him, it is not an easy task.

And from a probability perspective, although there is a possibility of a death conflict between my father and them, it is not very large.

The key factor that I can't understand the most is the motivation behind this matter.

Whose interests did my dad violate?

As a person from the Xuanmen, I think that the person who is most likely to have direct conflict is the person from the Xuanmen.

Especially this trip to the Northeast, after meeting everything here, I actually felt this kind of guess in my heart.

It would never be a coincidence that the Zhou family and the people from Tianji Pavilion came here together. Including Mr. Liu, he is probably also from Tianji Pavilion!

Phoenix bloodline, Phoenix spirit, Phoenix flower, the underground fortress of the Japanese, its own red stone, and the existence of the mountain god...

Each one is something unusual, they are intertwined together, as if they are invisibly intertwined into a big confusing net, covering me.

I seemed to have found a little clue, but I felt that I was always a little bit short of it and couldn't grasp the key factors.

Especially this Tianji Pavilion has brought me great pressure. A master like Mr. Hei is actually just an elder with the word "Di".

I have to say that the sky is really scary!

What kind of organization is this?

I slowly squatted down and found an iron card on him, an iron card exactly the same as that on Zhong Nanshan.

I don’t know what the relationship between Mr. Hei and Zhong Lan is.

Mr. Bai is his mother, is this Mr. Hei his father?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but reach out and grab the mask on his face.
Chapter completed!