Super Space Trading Group

"Don't be here, the cat crying, the mouse, and the fake mercy. Killing people pays their lives. It's just and righteous. Since the old man is dead, you should all pay for your lives!"

Suddenly, the dead-handled wooden hanger appeared out of nowhere. He bluntly threw Bai Cheng to the ground and said yin and yang strangely.

"Why did you come out!"

Bai Cheng's eyes changed when he saw the dead wooden hanger, and he felt that something was amiss.

"I think he's right. Killing is the right thing to do. So, what do you say now?"

Ouyang Zhentian tidied up his clothes and stood beside the dead handle wooden hanger. Staring at Bai Cheng with bared teeth, he wanted to give himself an answer to 20 Fang.

"I choose to be killed by him, okay?

Now, Bai Cheng doesn't want to explain anymore. He vaguely felt that there was something tricky between Ouyang Zhentian and the dead handle wooden hanging, and he directly opposed the customer.

"No, not like this!"

The dead handle wooden hanger waved his hand and immediately rejected Bai Cheng's request.

"So what are you going to do?"

Bai Cheng felt that he had been tricked by Dead Handle Wooden Hanging and Ouyang Zhentian, and now he justified his loss. When he moved his hand, the people around him might not be able to help him.

And Nangong and the others didn't know what happened that month. For a time, Bai Cheng was caught in a dilemma.

"Everyone has something to say, and they fight every day. It doesn't make any sense..."

Then, a guy who looked like a gangster came to Bai Cheng. He opened his arms and said indignantly.

"Thorn..."

Just when Bai Cheng was still savoring it, the little gangster took advantage of an inattention and instantly sent the dagger into Bai Cheng's lower abdomen.

"Hahaha……."

That Ouyang Zhentian and the dead handle wooden hanging laughed excitedly, the two of them hugged together.

"It seems that everything is planned by you, then I am not going to continue to hide it!"

Bai Cheng forced the dagger out and let out a light breath. There was a terrifying aura all over his body, and he fiercely rushed towards the dead wooden hanger.

"..."

The bodies of the two collided with each other, but Bai Cheng couldn't bear it.

"How come your strength has risen to a new level?"

Bai Cheng's face became ashen, he touched his chin and looked at each other in disbelief.

"Of course it belongs to the ancestor of Ouyang Qing, his people are dead, and he must make good use of his energy.

It's a pity that the two of us are not in the same direction of cultivation, so we can only give it a dead handle. "

The corner of Ouyang Zhentian's mouth evoked a strange smile, and he stretched his body. Turning their eyes to the dead handle wooden hanging, the two smiled at each other, and all the conspiracy and tricks came out on the paper.

"The wishful thinking is very good, but unfortunately, what you have obtained is not Ouyang Qing's skill at all!"

A particularly sinister smile appeared on Bai Cheng's face, and he let out a sigh of relief. He put his hands together and looked at the two of them thoughtfully.

"Snapped………"

Immediately afterwards, Bai Cheng casually snapped his fingers. The dead-handled wooden hanger's body gradually became light and airy, and quickly suspended in the air.

"Damn..."

The dead handle wooden hanging wanted to use the infuriating energy to stabilize his body, but found that the infuriating energy in the body was flowing backwards.

"..."

A large mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouth of the dead handle wooden hanger, and his body shrank extremely rapidly, and soon became two-thirds of its original size.

"A bit vicious!"

The dead handle wooden hanger covered his chest, trying his best to protect his heart from being violated. It turns out that the function of the heart has stopped.