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Chapter 1635 Mysterious Martial Saint

He didn't know if Xiao Zheng was really dead.

But as long as the eight holy lands say that he is dead, then there will be no evil god in this world.

This is the best opportunity for him. The mutual communication between the East and the West has become inevitable. Even if the two sides are still in a hostile relationship, secret communication is absolutely inevitable.

This is the trend of the times. Xiao Zheng may be able to stop it for a while, but he will definitely not stop it for a lifetime.

Beidao Hai shook his head slightly sarcastically.

Evil God, Evil God, you are obviously a smart person, why do you have to do something foolish? You are very strong, you are indeed very strong, but no matter how strong you are, can you kill all the people in the world?

You can't, as a strong man, you never understand a truth. Those who can be above you but are weaker than you only understand this truth can only live longer than you. This is the gap between you and me.

He picked up the red wine on the table and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently. A bloody and light fragrance poured into his breath. He raised his eyebrows and stared at the liquid in the cup and sneered: "The so-called good wine, indeed, the blood clan is much better than humans."

Evil God, if you don’t understand this principle, I can teach you if you can still hear it.

In this world, you may be able to do anything with your strength, but there are two things that you can never stop.

Interests and people's hearts.

He shook his head, his sarcasm was not hidden at all. He shook his wine glass and drank slightly. A strange red tide immediately appeared on his face. He closed his eyes for a moment, then gently exhaled a light red breath.

"I didn't expect that this so-called 'bloody Mary' also has the effect of cultivating the essence and replenishing qi. Human blood is really the most wonderful thing in the world." He chuckled and slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of imperceptible blood flashed through his pupils.

The wind blew, and a black fog rushed into the villa and landed on the ground.

Beidohai stood by the balcony, glanced at the man in black behind him.

"What's going on?"

“All arranged.”

"How sure are you?"

"Xiao Zheng is not here, ten percent!"

"Haha, Xiao Zheng is indeed dead, but don't underestimate Skynet too much. They are not good at it. Moreover, Long Jia and they also control the China Alliance. Although the evil god is dead, his title of leader has not been removed yet."

"That...what do you mean?"

"Be fully prepared, I will contact the Eight Holy Lands. Remember to be more beautiful, and kill if you need to kill, don't be rude."

"yes."

The breeze was gentle, and the man in black in the room had disappeared. Beidaohai gently shook his wine glass, and a sneer gradually appeared on his face.

Business people will not break up with others unless they have to, because once they break up, it means they will never die. This is a taboo, and Beidaohai understands it very well.

Unless he is forced to the point where he is forced to the point of no choice or has 100% certainty, he will not attack Skynet, but the evil god is dead, which is the best guarantee.

This is an endless war. He tapped the tower and thought to himself that if he could, he hoped that no one in the entire Skynet could come out alive.

This is his hope and the goal he tries his best to achieve.



The other end.

Long Qi walked into a dark alley with a slightly solemn expression. He turned around the corner and fell into his eyes with cheap wine bottles scattered around and condoms thrown after using them. He even found a person lying in the sewage ditch.

Squeak.

The door of the unknown bar was pushed open, and the bells on the door frame rang out crisply. Long Qi looked up and looked a little weird. It was unexpected that this kind of antique-like thing is still being used by people now.

He took a deep breath and walked in carefully.

There is no one in the bar, and even one light on the wall is broken, which is a strange story in today's era. Opening such a ragged bar in such a place is very consistent with the temperament here.

He took a deep breath, and the internal energy flowed, showing vigilance.

Step by step towards the bar, the boots under your feet stepped on the hardwood board, making a squeaking sound, which seemed particularly harsh in such a quiet environment.

"Come in, why are you so careful?"

The sound suddenly came from the bar, which scared Long Qi. The energy in his body was chaotic and was not under his control. It exploded with a bang, and the golden energy burst out from his body and swept across the surroundings!

His expression changed drastically, but he couldn't hold back the momentum in his body. He quickly looked up at the figure suddenly jumping out of the bar Taichung, grabbed the man, trying to protect him, otherwise he might die on the spot by being shocked by his martial saint energy.

"Saint Level?" The figure seemed a little surprised. He was stunned for a moment, then threw his right hand and a tube-mounted object flew into the air.

Then he stretched out his left hand and grabbed the hand that grabbed the dragon and headed towards the collar, and gently pushed the sweeping energy with his right hand!

boom!

There was only a loud noise, but the objects in the bars around were not damaged at all. Long Qi quickly looked up and saw that the unstoppable torrent of Qi was blocked by a slightly old right hand, and he could not take any further steps.

“Huh?”

The figure seemed to exclaim in surprise, then grabbed it with his right hand and actually crushed the Qi that Long had worked hard to cultivate!

The tube that was thrown into the sky fell down and was caught by the figure.

Long Qi looked surprised, but he didn't expect that there was an old man with a cultivation level above the Martial Saint in such a small broken shop. He twitched the hand that he reached out, but found that he was tightly locked by the old man's left hand.

Seeing this, his face darkened: "Senior, what is this?"

A hoarse voice came from behind the bar: "What do you think, you ruined my business, destroyed my store, and wanted to hurt people. Do you admit all these crimes?"

Long Qi's expression was stagnant, and he was asked by this old guy, and said in a little reason: "This, I really couldn't hold it in a while. I didn't really want to hurt my senior. If possible, I am willing to compensate me for all the losses."

"Haha... hurt me. Young man, do you think you have the ability?"

Long Qi's face was a little unswerving, and he felt that this old man was just a mess.

But after all, he knew that he had done something wrong, so he said respectfully: "Young people can't do it."

"Hmph... the people on Skynet are just as upright as the rumors." There was a hint of resentment in the hoarse voice, and at the same time, he also let go of Long Qi's hand.

Long Qi looked surprised when he heard this, he put his hand back and moved it.

There was a rustling sound from the bar, as if someone was flipping through something in the cabinet.

Long Qi frowned slightly, looked at the figure with some caution, and said in a low voice: "Who are you?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!
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