Wasteland.
Wang Ye ran wildly for three hours before he completely got rid of the ghost kings who were chasing him.
Although he has changed his face, for some reason, those ghost kings still seem to be able to see through him and follow him like crazy.
Maybe a certain ghost king has special abilities, such as remembering the smell of people.
Almost capsized in the gutter.
Wang Ye reflected deeply for a second before slowly raising his head and looking at the beautiful castle in the sky.
This pavilion represents heaven.
And the direction Wang Ye is heading now is exactly where the heaven is.
Along the way, Wang Ye kept thinking about what identity he should take to penetrate into the heaven and what form he would take to cause trouble.
To this end, he made more than twenty plans, but he chose to give up because he was not satisfied with them all.
finally...
Wang Ye left only one central idea.
Wing it.
Plans can never keep up with changes!
but...
To be on the safe side, this flowing long hair...
Wang Ye gritted his teeth and gave up on his beautiful appearance again. He reluctantly shaved off all his hair and regained his shiny bald head.
This can be regarded as leaving a way out for yourself.
If you are really discovered, you can still pull out the spiritual mountain and say, for example, your mentor Maitreya, your backer has long ears...
Maybe you can save your life.
In this way, with only about twenty hours left in the eternal night, Wang Ye finally found a place not far from the Heavenly Court and hid his whereabouts.
…
"Lao Zhang?"
When Li Xinghe saw Zhang Ziliang, a flash of sadness flashed in his eyes, and then he sighed: "Have you finally reached this point?"
"yes."
"It's a pity that the position of team leader today is still yours."
"By the way, you old brat, aren't you going to die soon? Huh?"
"I'm almost dead now, why don't you die?"
The more Zhang Ziliang talked, the angrier he became. He struggled to sit upright in the wheelchair and looked at Li Xinghe fiercely and cursed.
It seems that at this moment, he is back to his peak...
Li Xinghe coughed twice, and his face instantly turned pale. Judging from his appearance, he was even worse than Zhang Ziliang. He smiled bitterly: "I'm actually... almost done."
"It's just that this broken body can still do something for the Heavenly Group and the human race."
"Struggling, just hanging on for breath."
"But...it probably only happened in the past few days."
After saying that, Li Xinghe felt a little weak, so he found a chair and sat down. He coughed twice again, and a few drops of blood even spilled from the corner of his mouth.
....
Zhang Ziliang was dumbfounded.
He looked at himself, then at Li Xinghe, and took a deep breath: "I...I...fuck you!"
Zhao Hai just stood from the perspective of a bystander, silently watching the scene in front of him, and for a moment he had a clear understanding of Li Xinghe...
This is an old yinbi.
Anyone who wants to play with him must be prepared to be played to death.
It's still the kind of miserable death.
This acting...
It's just too strong.
Is he really a ruthless person with hidden clumsiness?
I didn't expect that the Tian group would be so crouching tiger, hidden dragon. Speaking of which, if I had known that the Tian group had such two fierce men, why would I come to seek refuge...
It has no place at all.
What kind of level must a being be that can make Zhang Ziliang so angry that he can't speak.
Zhao Hai sighed for a while.
"Speaking of which, isn't it quite cruel for you to trick me?"
"You scolded me for thirty minutes in my name. How cool is that?"
As if remembering something, Li Xinghe suddenly stood up on the chair, holding his crutches, looking at Zhang Ziliang and saying with a sneer.
It seemed that as long as Zhang Ziliang's answer dissatisfied him, he would hit him with a stick the next second.
...
Zhang Ziliang was startled for a moment, then turned his head faintly and looked at Zhao Hai.
Zhao Hai's face was expressionless, just like an ordinary attendant, and he seemed not to notice Zhang Ziliang's gaze at all.
"Haha, you hit me?"
"I'm a dying man anyway. Am I afraid of you?"
Zhang Ziliang silently withdrew his gaze, simply smashed the jar, stretched his neck, looked at Li Xinghe and said with a rogue expression.
"Oh, are you going to die?"
"I'm going to die too, who's afraid of whom?"
"Believe it or not, I sprayed blood on your face?"
Li Xinghe rolled up his sleeves and raised his crutches. Li Hongtian hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and kept pulling his grandfather back.
"I'll squirt all over you."
"I'll spray you all over!"
The two of them were like children scolding each other, full of momentum.
A full twenty minutes passed.
Zhang Ziliang kept breathing heavily, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, shook his head, took out a pill, put it in his mouth, and closed his eyes.
After a long time...
He seemed to have calmed down and said, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you."
"Listen, after I die, the next members of Tianzhu must not be timid and show their domineering side. Only in this way will they not be able to figure out our strength."
"If we keep a low profile, they will easily guess that there is no one left in our team!"
"When the time comes, the only outcome for the Tian group is death!"
Zhang Ziliang's expression gradually became serious. He looked at Li Xinghe and said, "Put away your gentle temper. Don't cause the human race and Tianzu to sacrifice together with you because of your character!"
Li Xinghe sneered: "Gentle?"
"When I'm domineering, I'm so fierce that I don't look like a human being!"
"And when I explode, I'll be stronger than you, okay?"
After saying that, Li Xinghe rolled his eyes.
"Oh." Zhang Ziliang suddenly became calm: "Then you die first this time and leave the Tianzhu to me."
...
The air was suddenly quiet.
Li Xinghe looked at Zhang Ziliang in disbelief, with a sad look on his face: "You actually...let me die."
"Have you forgotten who shouldered everything for you when you were in school?"
"The first time you ate meat, who cooked it for you!"
"Who led the way when you went down the mountain for the first time!"
"The first cigarette you smoked!"
"Your first drink!"
"The first time you peeked at Widow Li..."
...
"Shut up!"
"This matter can't be overcome, isn't it!"
Seeing that Zhao Hai's expression was getting weirder and weirder, Zhang Ziliang interrupted Li Xinghe in time and coughed twice: "Can't you give me, a dying person, the minimum respect?"
"By the way, my last regret in this life is that I didn't leave a son and a half for the old Zhang family."
"Can you call me daddy?"
Zhang Ziliang looked at Li Xinghe sincerely and asked.
The vision is pure, without any impurities.
"I'm going to kill you today!"
Li Xinghe picked up his crutch again, and it wasn't until Li Hongtian dragged him out that the room became quiet again.
The next second after Li Xinghe left, Zhang Ziliang, who was still laughing, quickly regained his composure, as if everything before was just a performance.
"What do you think of him?"
Zhang Ziliang suddenly asked.
Zhao Hai thought seriously for a moment and gave his answer: "At first glance, he is an old Yinbi. After a closer look, Yin is still Yin, he has an average IQ."
(Sorry, two updates today. The conjunctivitis is so severe that I can’t open my eyes, itches, and hurts. I always feel like there are stones inside, and they are all blood-red. When I go out to buy cigarettes, it scares others... Prepare for tomorrow One day, I have to go to Changchun to take the fourth-level exam the day after tomorrow... I hope I can get better soon, otherwise I won’t dare to go out.)
