Chapter 12 The so-called `pain`

The blood is dripping and the body is trembling.

Pluto was bathed in blood, and bean-sized beads of sweat flowed on his cheeks.

The bloody plain is quiet.

Countless eyes were projected from all directions, gathered one after another, Xiaoyao and the Pluto who supported his body and was covered in blood on the ground.

"Won~?!"

"Did Pluto lose? Xiaoyao won..."

......

Maybe,

When the battle was not over, countless players still had strong expectations and curiosity in their hearts. They wanted to know earlier who could finally become the winner, but when the last winner appeared, the big bloody plain did not rise at all, and it was replaced by an incomparable Quiet. It is quiet.

All eyes.

Dongfang Yixue and others around them all gathered their eyes on Pluto at the same moment.

Lost~

Plu is defeated~

Even if his severely damaged body is not treated in time, he may not need anyone else to do it at all. He will gradually enter a state of frequent death and eventually fall.

However.

No one will think of this now.

This fight.

From the beginning, it has been doomed. It is a battle regardless of life or death. This is a battle between Xiaoyao and Pluto. Both of them participate with the determination to kill each other. Compared with the life-and-death battle between the two of them, the huge gambling money of the three sects seems so small at this moment.

"Up to the blue sky!"

"Up to the blue sky!"

"Up to the blue sky!"

......

"Happy! Xiaoyao!"

......

After a few seconds of silence.

First of all, a shout of excitement broke out from Shangqingtian. Tens of thousands of players from Shangqingtian shouted at the same time, and there was a rolling mystery in it, and its sound was extremely horrible. Countless Qingtian players were excited and roared wildly, as if they had defeated them in person, looking extremely excited.

And with their shouts.

Countless ordinary players gathered on this bloody plain shouted at the same time.

Cries.

It resounds through the world.

Even the ground trembled faintly in the shouts of hundreds of thousands of players.

......

Deep in the crowd.

Xiaoyao listened to these countless crazy shouts in his ear, but his face was in a state of no sadness and joy, which made him very confused. Originally, he defeated Pluto and even killed him, putting an end to the resentment between himself and him for many years. But at this moment, he looked at Pluto who was unwilling, but gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, but he felt inexplicably complicated.

"You won!"

"I lost, I lost completely!"

"But..."

"Happy, what if you are alive? Soon, soon you will feel incomparable pain, which will far exceed everything now, haha!!"

Pluto looked at Xiaoyao ferociously and didn't give Xiaoyao a chance to kill him at all. After saying this, Zhu Yan once sounded in his mind, and he raised it fiercely and patted it on his head.

"Ban!"

Blast and explode.

Pluto's whole head was torn apart and bloody.

"Ding!"

"Players kill Pluto freely, because Pluto is a suicide, and the binding Lingbao [Bloodyan] will automatically disappear"

......

Pluto died.

The Lingbao bound to its body is automatically taken back by the system. Hearing this system prompt, Xiaoyao slowly walked to Pluto in front of hundreds of thousands of players under the sudden silence. Looking at the split head and the body still standing straight, Xiaoya slowly reached out and wiped it on it.

Sneer~

Like the wind, the bloody body slowly turned into nothingness.

Xiaoyao raised his head.

A mountain under pressure in his heart disappeared in an eye. His heart felt extremely relaxed and comfortable in vain. He stretched out his hands, narrowed his eyes slightly, felt the breeze, and his heart fell into a peaceful state without waves in the ancient well. After a long time, he opened his eyes again, but there was a smile on the corners of his mouth.

Just

Pluto's last words.

What exactly does

mean? Xiaoyao's smile was restrained, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

Supply

His eyes are slightly condensed.

Looking at the purple figure slowly stepping out of the crowd, his eyes condensed: "Purple smoke!"

It's not just him.

When Ziyan's figure slowly stepped out of the figure, all the Qingtian strong people who knew about Xiaoyao and Ziyan looked at this side in astonishment. Especially Hu Ji, her originally extremely happy eyes appeared a touch of sadness and panic at the moment she saw the appearance of purple smoke.

Who is purple smoke?

Hu Ji had an understanding in her early years.

In the first round of the heroes, Xiaoyao almost had a bloody battle with her because of Ziyan. The position of Ziyan in Xiaoyao's heart was very clear. It was because she was clear that her mood was even more bumpy at this moment.

Step on~

The purple smoke came quietly.

His eyes were distracted and glanced at the fallen Pluto, and finally the complex fell on Xiaoyao's body.

"Who is she?"

"It seems to have an unusual relationship with Xiaoyao!"

......

I saw the purple smoke and Xiaoyao slowly approaching.

Looking at the complicated and weird behavior of the two of them, the interests of the players on the whole bloody plain were raised again, and doubts kept whispering from their mouths, but no one knew the specific situation.

Somewhere in the crowd.

Covered by a black robe, the cold eyes on an ugly face stared at the two people who were slowly approaching through the crowd. His face could not see who it was at all: "Happy! Purple smoke!"

"Damn it!"

The hoarse sounded, as if I had heard it somewhere.

This familiar voice is the chief disciple of the evil moon sword school, the moon demon!

It's just.

At this moment, he stood in the crowd, but his faint breath was not weak at all compared with some world-class strong men. Moreover, he even had a strong and cold atmosphere in the loom, which made the players around him couldn't help but leave far away and dared not get too close to him.

What on earth did he encounter and why did he come here?

......

"Purple smoke!"

"Why are you here?"

Xiaoyao looked excited and quickly walked to Ziyan. He was surprised: "I've been looking for you for a long time, but I can't find you. Ziyan, okay, okay, I've solved everything now!"

"Really?"

Relatively free surprise and excitement.

Ziyan's expression was as indifferent as death. She listened to Xiaoyao's words and felt the powerful palms he grabbed on her shoulders. She suddenly raised her indifferently and looked straight at Xiaoyao.

Xiaoyao was stunned.

He looked at Ziyan and her extremely indifferent look, and felt an inexplicable trembling in his heart.

"It's just "

"Unfortunately, my heart has died and was cut off by a ruthless man with his own hands." Ziyan's tone was extremely indifferent and cold, and even a look of anger did not exist at all. She looked at Xiaoyao coldly, and Xiaoyao was shocked by her words on the spot, and a sharp sword suddenly flashed through her cuffs.

Poor~

The sword enters the heart.

Xiaoyao's body trembled. He lowered his head and looked at the broken thorn. One end of the blood was flowing and his slender arm, and the other end of his heart. The corners of his mouth trembled, and his eyes slowly raised and looked at Ziyan: "Is this what you want?"

......

"Happy!"

"Happy!"

"Damn it! This bitch!!"

......

The scene that was so fast that the countless eyes of Nuo's bloody plains were stunned! The next moment, a roar exploded from the blue sky. In particular, Hu Ji, the wolf, the negative swordsman and others rushed at the first time. The purple whip directly bombarded Ziyan's body more than ten meters away and smashed it on the ground fiercely.

Her body flashed.

He rushed directly to Xiaoyao and picked up his pale and bloody body in panic.

"Are you all right!"

Everyone gathered together, and worries emerged.

Xiaoyao's expression is dull.

All kinds of words came to everyone's ears, as if they hadn't heard them. They let the blood in their hearts and mouths flow in a daze. They trembled and walked to the purple smoke, and their lips trembled: "Why?"

"Why?"

This sound.

The Qingtian people standing behind him were shocked one after another.

Xiaoyao has always been extremely tenacious and powerful in their hearts, and he is the leader. But at this moment, when they heard these three words, they felt the dead silence and panic. Their eyes turned back and fell on the purple smoke that struggled to stand up, bursting coldly.

"Why?"

"You ask yourself this question!"

"Happy!"

"I tell you, from that day on, you and I will completely end everything. I only hate you in my heart! Only when you die can you get rid of everything!!"

Purple smoke eyes are extremely cold and dazzling.

That sound.

It was cut like a knife.

It turns out.

The so-called 'pain' is like this. Xiaoyao raised his head, his eyes were closed, and blood and tears suddenly fell.

"Fed!"

"You should die, you should die!"

......

Close your eyes.

Suddenly, the fox girl's furious humming sounded in his ear. He opened his eyes and saw the figure of the fox girl on his side. Holding a long purple whip, she rushed to the purple smoke fiercely, and directly drank the mysterious gas burst out. A stream of slender and horrible whip shadows greeted the purple smoke's head and rolled it up crazily.

It's not just her.

Even the swordsmen, red battles, wolves and others looked furious.

They are really angry.

Xiaoyao is not only their brother, but also their friend, but also their master of Qingtian. They can't tolerate the torture and pain of their brothers.

So.

They chose to take action.

They all want to kill the purple smoke here.

" Stop!"

The explosion resounded from behind them.

The familiar voice, with fatigue and bitterness, and countless pain, made them stop in an instant: "Let her go!" Let her go!!"

"Happy!"

"Happy!!!"

......

Hu Ji and others suddenly stared angrily.

" Let her go!"

......

Xiaoyao roared, regardless of the blood gushing out of his heart, and the sharp pain, and roared crazily. The pain in his heart was far more painful than the pain in his body. The pain made him unable to breathe and gasp, as if the terrible mountain pressed on his body fiercely.

Until now.

He finally understood Pluto's words.

As he said.

The pain of life is not as good as death! ( To be continued.)