The scene seemed to be frozen for a moment, and Jialong's trembling voice broke the silence.

"You... are Li Dong?"

“Hahahahaha…”

Li Dong's face was covered with twisted burn marks, and the wound had not yet fully healed, with fresh red meat exposed. He twitched the muscles on his face, and the cold and low strange laughter made his hair stand on.

"Can't you recognize me, an old classmate? My face is thanks to you!"

Li Dong's voice was extremely empty, and Jialong couldn't help but take a step back after hearing this.

"What do you want to do!?"

The uncle said sternly, because he tried too hard when he spoke, his wool curly hair was trembling.

"What do I want? Do you still want to live in the world after you violate the will of the curse?"

When Li Dong spoke, a cold light radiated in his eyes. Jialong felt that this old classmate had become extremely unfamiliar, not just because of the scars on his face.

Li Dong once skipped classes and was discovered by a teacher when he was a student. The fat female senior high school teacher said sarcastically:

"Who is his classmate? Tell him that he will not be able to attend classes this semester. As long as I can speak, he will definitely get all the subjects!"

Jialong returned to the dormitory and told Li Dong the news. Li Dong, who was playing computer games with his shirtless, replied indifferently:

"Haha, it's okay, what can a broken university do to me? If I get angry, I won't study anymore! I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to fight a team..."

After saying that, Li Dong was obsessed with the game again.

Shortly after that, Li Dong proposed to drop out of school.

These scenes seemed to be right in front of you, Jialong felt sad. Maybe he advised Li Dong at that time, and his life would not be like this.

The old classmate in front of him looks like he is not a human, and it is perfect to describe him as a walking corpse. He is just a dead person with no emotion on his face.

"Be careful, this person can control the air, just like throwing a sharp knife!"

Lulu reminded vigilantly.

Speaking of this, Jialong suddenly understood why the black sailboat had such strong wind power, and it must be Li Dong's magic power at the cost.

"Child, I think you are not old. I'll give you some money to treat the disease. To restrain your controlled heart, you shouldn't fall into this."

The uncle said earnestly as a loving father, and as he spoke, he approached Li Dong.

Li Dong had no response to the uncle's words. He suddenly raised his arms and the gas station work clothes made a rustling sound.

"Uncle, be careful!"

Zhao Ning shouted, before Jialong could figure out the situation, a fierce man threw the uncle aside.

A gust of evil wind blew by, and the round table behind the uncle just stood was as if he had been chopped by a sharp axe, and it exploded in half with a bang.

The splashes of the wooden round table hit Jialong's face with the sea breeze. He was shocked and sighed that if this energy hits the body, it will definitely be crushed to pieces!

Lulu said hurriedly:

"Aron, you back!"

After saying that, I picked out a white iron rod with an arm length from the diagonal back. This iron rod should be the spare steel material for the maintenance of the ship.

Lulu threw the iron rod into the air, then grabbed one end with one hand, staring at Li Dong with resolute eyes.

Li Dong twisted his neck, made a creaking sound, and said coldly:

"It seems that you still don't understand pain and don't know the preciousness of life."

Lulu snorted fiercely, rushed to Li Dong in an instant like a simultaneous space transfer, and swung the iron rod and smashed it towards Li Dong's head.

Li Dong immediately folded his hands together, and for a moment, the demonic wind blew everywhere, and it seemed like he was surrounded by a flying knife.

Lulu hurriedly placed the iron rod in front of her, and the storm of wind twitched on the iron rod, knocking it so hard that sparks of fire appeared on the stick.

With each blow, Lulu had to be forced to retreat.

Jialong hid behind the round chair and prayed tremblingly.

Lulu turned sideways, avoided Li Dong's attack, and once again activated her magic power and rushed behind Li Dong, waved an iron stick and hit Li Dong's back head.

Li Dong also reacted very quickly, waved his right hand wrapped in a bandage, and the wind repelled Lulu's attack again.

Jialong saw that the iron rod had been deformed by the strange force, and Lulu's hands were trembling continuously due to the strong shock.

But Lulu had no intention of retreating. She launched an attack again and tried to attack Li Dong from all angles.

In the sharp wind as sharp as a knife, Lu Lu's skirt dances and her hair is flying. She is like the beautiful female hero with superb martial arts in the fairy tale movie, with light and fast movements, and her moves are ever-changing!

But Li Dong was also very capable and resisted Lulu's fierce attack again and again, and even his feet did not move.

Jialong was in the distance, looking at Lulu's tired back, holding her knees and gasping heavily, and felt very uncomfortable. He secretly hated his incompetence, and could only tremble like a mentally retarded person in the distance.

Li Dong was provoked because of his own reasons. If it weren't for his appearance, the uncle and the others would still live a free, prosperous and happy life now.

Thinking of this, Jialong was almost dying.

He looked at the uncle and Zhao Ning not far away.

The uncle was clenching his fists, looking worriedly at the fight between Lulu and Li Dong, while Zhao Ning sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

Jialong cursed in his heart, these two people were fucking her!

The uncle is old and it is understandable that he is powerless, but Zhao Ning is closing his eyes and resting, as if he is fine. Jialong looked at Zhao Ning's expressionless face viciously, and really wanted to spit on it.

Jialong was also thinking hard about how to defeat Li Dong. Whenever Li Dong encountered an attack, he would summon wind power to protect his body. He really had both offense and defense, and seemed to have no flaws.

Jialong scratched his head in depression, feeling upset. He waved his hands vigorously, hoping that the flame in his body that had defeated Li Dong could burst out.

However, after a long time of hard work, even a single spark did not appear. Li Dong didn't even look at the old classmate who was swaying like a madman in front of him.

Jialong thought to himself, is he funny?

Lulu became more and more tired, Jialong was anxious. Could it be that everyone died here?

Li Dong suddenly raised his arms and then danced wildly. A powerful airflow hit Lulu's chest like a heavy punch.

Lulu hurriedly lifted the iron rod to her chest to resist the magic power, but the power difference was too large and she was instantly ejected 5 meters away from behind.

Lulu's body was like a crescent moon in the air. Jialong watched Lulu fall heavily on the deck with heartache, and the iron rod flew to the mast at the stern with the clanging sound of the crane.

"Lulu!"

The uncle shouted in despair and rushed over as if Fei was rushing over. He picked up Lulu, as if sobbing in pain.

Lulu collapsed in the uncle's arms, closed her eyes tightly, and did not move. The corners of her mouth no longer had the intoxicating smile of the past, and was replaced by the bright red blood that was still flowing.

At this time, Li Dong slowly walked towards the uncle and Lulu like a zombie. He walked quietly, making the back feel cold.

The noon sun casts the vicious light, burning its skin. Jialong squints his eyes and looks nervously at everything in front of him. Sweat has penetrated his broad clothes.

The sea water slapped the hull angrily, causing the deck to sway back and forth irregularly.

Li Dong had a sneer on his lips, his twisted face was full of murderous aura, and he said in his cold voice:

"Let me cut off your heads, and I will treat you as tributes dedicated to the gods of the sacred fuga..."

The uncle ignored Li Dong who was getting closer and closer to him. He buried his head and whispered:

"Xiao Ning, is that OK?"

Jialong hurriedly put his eyes on Zhao Ning. At this moment, Li Dong raised his arms again and shouted strange words in his mouth.

The sea breeze shattered Zhao Ning's bangs, and each hair swung lightly above his eyebrows like vitality. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and his eyes were filled with anger, as if he was about to swallow everything around him.

Jialong looked at Zhao Ning sitting cross-legged on the deck, and couldn't help but be amazed at his powerful energy that originated from his heart.

Zhao Ning said in a low voice:

"God gave me energy to seal your sins, and you will pay a heavy price for your sins..."

I saw that Zhao Ning's index finger and thumb intersected together, and he formed a triangle in front of him.

At this time, Zhao Ning's arms were covered with beating veins.

He shouted:

"Certainly!"

In a blink of an eye, Li Dong screamed strangely, kneeled on the ground in pain, but his arms were still raised high unnaturally.

"Ah! Ah..."

What's going on? What happened to Li Dong, who just seemed to be going to give the uncle and Lulu a fatal blow, suddenly?

Jialong was confused.

At this moment, Zhao Ning's hands, which were arranged in triangles, clenched into fists.

For a moment, Jialong seemed to hear the sound of bones creaking and being broken.

Li Dong howled in pain again, like a beast whose legs were cut off by someone.

"Go and get the rope and tie him up!"

The uncle shouted in a hurry.
To be continued...