Knowing clearly that the strong decide all the rules and the weak have no words, I opened my mouth coldly.
"What’s the good of letting him go?" The pawnbroker glanced at me with a light smile and tightened his father’s throat more vigorously.
"I’ll give you whatever you want." I now have two relatives, my father and mother. If I don’t want them to die before me.
"I want you to be a slave from now on, and I want everything from you." The pawnbroker laughed wildly.
"I want you to let them all leave" is unnecessary. I should directly lay down the host conditions.
When I spoke, the pawnshop owner threw my father directly to the ground, and my mother and four ghostly servants immediately, so that my father wouldn’t get hurt again.
"My little darling dad doesn’t want you to follow this beast even if he is dead." My father’s eyes are cracked and he coughs and hates to speak.
"unbridled" dad’s words landed. The pawnbroker’s face was gloomy and he waved his hand directly at dad.
As he waved his hand, his father’s body exploded, and his mother and four ghostly servants were bounced away from their previous positions.
"Dad", I dived to the position in front of Dad, and suddenly something happened again, which made my strength in a state of riots.
Where dad was, I plopped down on my knees and shook my head. It was hard to accept the fact that dad was killed again.
It’s all my fault. If I hadn’t lived and died in this world, none of us would have died here.
I shouldn’t go on living. I should be killed together.
"It’s all because of your respect." The pawnshop owner’s voice came again
"It’s really my fault. Why don’t you wake me up all the time?" The pawnbroker’s words reminded me of my lip angle, and I got up from the ground and looked at him.
I don’t want to live any longer.
I began to condense my palms and the pawnbroker’s face smiled strangely.
I don’t care what the strange smile on his face means anymore. I want to get rid of it now.
I can’t bear the feeling of being in debt at the moment. I can’t bear the feeling of being in sorrow at the moment. I’m not the pawnbroker’s anger at the technique.
In that case, I allow myself to be a coward once.
It is better to die than to continue to live with debt, sorrow and anger.
"Raner, come to your mother first." My mother is so weak that she can’t smell it in the wind.
I turned my head and looked at my mother. I saw that my mother was caressing her chest and her lips were bleeding.
My mother’s eyes are full of sadness and she is raising her right hand towards my weakness.
Mom, is this going to die? When I saw my mother’s situation, I temporarily closed my hands and stumbled to my mother. I was going to die and say sorry to my mother.
Before I got to my mother’s side, the pawnbroker attacked me again and watched my mother’s body burst in front of me and watched four ghostly servants die in front of me.
I wanted to say sorry to my mother, but the pawnbroker even deprived me of this opportunity.
Stop and I laugh at the sky.
I laugh that my life has been so wonderful. I laugh that I am really an unlucky person. I laugh that the world is unfair.
I worked hard before, but I ended up like this. It turned out that I was a big joke.
Rioting by the power of the body, I will export all the time of the body with my hands, and I will let the death be left with slag.
I export all my time, and my strength is even more violent, and the new strength is ready to move, which is even more serious.
Extreme discomfort made me spit out another mouthful of blood. At this time, my body was ready to move, and all my strength was generate.
With all that power coming out of generate, I’m even more uncomfortable. I’m screaming in the face.
It’s a cloudy day, and now it starts to thunder and rain.
The force came out through my body, and all the bodies around me were thrown off, while the downpour avoided me and fell to the ground.
My body rises slowly, and my mind automatically flashes with the method and all the effects of the spirit of the yin.
The soul of the vulva is always the last one born.
The soul of the vagina appeared, and the power of the soul of the vagina wrapped me up. My body was destroyed by the violence of physical power, and my body quickly and automatically repaired.
"How is it possible?" The pawnbroker was surprised and his tone was full of fear.
"Afraid? Regret? It’s a pity that it’s too late." The effect of the soul of the yin edge appeared in my mind, which made my heart settle.
I still have a chance to go to the resurrection field and kill everyone.
Looking at the pawnbroker, my lip angle evokes sarcasm.
If he hadn’t given it to me, I would have died early, and the root would not have inspired the ghost of the underworld.
Chapter one hundred and thirty-seven The conclusion
In the storm, I hung my eyes on the pawnbroker. I already have the soul power of conan the destroyer’s yin edge. I will never let the pawnbroker go.
I have the power of the soul of the yin to wrap myself around, and at this moment, the wind and rain are especially heavy on me.
Pawnshop owners have dark power to protect themselves, but they can also avoid wind and rain.
"It’s also interesting to regret that Yi Zun lived too long and died in your hand." The pawnbroker soon gathered up his face with a little smile.
"You see white" I don’t want to talk nonsense about the pawnbroker. I sneer at the power of the ghost of Yin to rush to the pawnbroker with a wave of my hand
The pawnbroker immediately educes the dark power, and I can compete with the ghost power, but his dark power is like a mayfly shaking a tree in front of the ghost power.
The pawnbroker’s body can’t be avoided, and he is imprisoned by the power of the soul rushing to his vulva, and he instantly loses his ability to resist.
After the pawnbroker is imprisoned by my soul power, his dark power will rain cats and dogs in an instant.
I poured the soul power of the Yin into the pawnbroker’s body, and the soul power of the Yin impacted his insides.
Looking at the pawnbroker’s face twisted and shaking all over, looking at his body, my face began to swell slowly. Looking at the pawnbroker’s seven orifices and blood began to flow, I felt free to turn over the serf.
I just want the pawnbroker to enjoy the process of death slowly, and I want to turn his fear of death into his eagerness to die.
I now have a ghost of the underworld. I have plenty of time to watch the pawnbroker perish. I have plenty of time to be resurrected at any time. I want to be resurrected.
I’m in no hurry about killing the pawnbroker.
"Curse you!" The pawnbroker trembled and began to hate.
The pawnbroker can continue to clamor for me to raise my eyebrows at the moment, and I will wave my hand again before he finishes speaking, and then the soul force of the Yin edge will attack him.
The pawnshop owner’s voice came to an abrupt end, and he was already expanding in disguise and his body was about to burst.
After the pawnbroker was killed, I landed on the ground.
When my body landed on the ground, I waved my hand, and I wrapped this whole world in the soul power of the yin edge.