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- "After all what?"
"Speak if you have something to say, and fart if you have something to say. What are you talking about?"
The Holy Son grinned: "I am most annoyed by this kind of whining person. When I meet this kind of person, I will cut off his dog's head without hesitation!"
"Use it as a ball to kick!"
"No, nothing."
"I want to cut off his dog's head to commemorate the tragic death of Mr. Li." The young Yuan Yingqi monk whispered: "After all, this Mr. Li died because of him."
"So he has committed a heinous crime, damn it!"
? In fact, this young Nascent Soul cultivator is quite ink-stained because he thinks of the Holy Son in his heart.
Wouldn't it be good to kill Lin Yunfeng directly?
Why do you have to ink with Lin Yunfeng.
After all, the villain died because of talking too much, this Holy Son doesn't understand?
But although he knew this, he couldn't say it out loud. Because the Son of God is the leader, he is his subordinate, and he is the most humble subordinate under the command of the Son of God.
He is not qualified to teach the Holy Son how to do things!
"Can."
The Holy Son nodded slightly, but he didn't think much about it, nor did he doubt anything.
? After all, it was the old Nascent Soul stage master who desperately saved the young Nascent Soul stage master. So this young Nascent Soul master wanted to use Lin Yunfeng's head to pay homage to him.
It's quite normal!
Although the old master of the Nascent Soul stage, the Nascent Soul who intended to die with Lin Yunfeng blew himself up, so there was no bone left in the end.
But in Shimen's cemetery, this young Nascent Soul stage master still set up a tomb for him!
"Thank you, Holy Son, for fulfillment."
After the young Nascent Soul stage master saluted the Holy Son respectfully, he obediently stepped back and stood aside.
Although he did not directly kill Lin Yunfeng, he was worried. There is a very uneasy, vaguely bad premonition.
But now that the Holy Son said so, he couldn't say anything more.
After all, the Son is the leader!
He is not qualified to beep more!
He can only hope that the Holy Son has enough strength to easily defeat Lin Yunfeng and solve all the plots that this dog Lin Yunfeng can use!
"nothing."
"You are my subordinates, and you died for me. Naturally, I have the obligation to avenge you."
"If I want to kill him, I will naturally let you cut off his head." Shengzi looked at Lin Yunfeng coldly: "Lin Yunfeng, did you hear that?"
"My subordinates hate you to the bone."
"I wish I could chop you into pieces and feed them to the dogs!"
With a smirk, Shengzi squinted at Lin Yunfeng: "So, what else do you have good ink marks?"
"Damn you!"
Staring at Lin Yunfeng, the Holy Son was very arrogant: "You commit suicide now, maybe I can be merciful and don't cut off your head, and directly use your body to pay homage to him."
"Leave a whole body for you!"
"Otherwise your dog's head will be cut off!" Shengzi looked at Lin Yunfeng with gloomy eyes: "You Lingou will not end well!"
"What is the inkblot?"
"If you want to kill, you can kill, who is afraid of whom?"
"It's nothing but death!?"
With a smirk, Lin Yunfeng looked weak, and he looked at Shengzi coldly: "If you lose your head, it's only a scar the size of a bowl."
"Death is death."
"What is there to be afraid of?"
Lin Yunfeng looked at Shengzi viciously: "If I want to frown, then I am not a hero!"
"Lin Yunfeng, you are a talent."
The holy son who is sure of winning stands with his hands behind his back, deliberately showing the tolerance of the winner: "As for me, I have no other hobbies, but love talent!"
"I don't want to see a talent like you die in such a miserable way."
"So. I can give you a chance."
The Holy Son looked at Lin Yunfeng coldly: "I will give you a chance to live!"
"It can be considered that God has the virtue of good life!" Shengzi's eyes were full of solemnity and arrogance, and he looked at Lin Yunfeng in front of him: "Lin Gou, I give you this chance to live, just to be a dog to me!"
"You kneel now, kneel in front of me."
"Kowtow to me respectfully and beg for mercy, and swear that from now on, you will obey me and sign a master-servant contract."
"Volunteer to be my slave."
"That means being a dog to me!"
The Holy Son laughed and said, "I will be merciful and spare you!"
"Leave your dog's life!"
The Holy Son looked at Lin Yunfeng playfully: "There is nothing wrong with being a dog to me. How many people want to be a dog to me, but they don't have the opportunity."
"After all, if you become a dog for me, you can enter the Beiming Shenzong and learn the advanced spells of our last sect!"
"You even have the opportunity to get the guidance of my master."
"He is an old man, but he is a cultivator in the Transcending Tribulation Period!"
The Holy Son smiled proudly: "Ordinary people who want to be me as a dog are not qualified!"
"I'm giving you a chance to be a dog for the sake of your strength and talent." Shengzi said with a smile: "Ordinary people, how can they have this opportunity?"
"So now, you can kneel down and recognize me as master, be my slave, and be my dog."
"This is your chance!"
"It's not easy for you to become a Nascent Soul cultivator." The Holy Son looked at Lin Yunfeng playfully: "It's not worth dying like this!"
"Be a dog to me, don't even think about Gu Nanci."
"But you don't lack other beauties!"
"Let's just say that, being my dog, you are much happier than being a human!"
"Please give me three days to think about it."
Lin Yunfeng immediately answered the Holy Son with a smile: "In three days, I will definitely give you an answer."
"Holy Son, don't listen to his nonsense."
"He is deliberately delaying time."
When the young Nascent Soul master heard Lin Yunfeng's words, he immediately looked at Shengzi eagerly: "Son, don't be fooled."
"The forest dog is extremely sinister."
"You must take advantage of his illness and kill him."
"There must be no trace of ink at all!" The young Nascent Soul Stage master looked at Shengzi very anxiously, for fear that Shengzi would be fooled by Lin Yunfeng.
After all, Lin Yunfeng is a scheming guy.
Very insidious!
"Of course I wouldn't be so stupid!"
The Holy Son smiled, of course he is not stupid, and of course he would not fall for Lin Yunfeng's delaying scheme.
"Lin Gou, you only have three minutes."
"When three minutes are up, don't you kneel obediently and accept my words as master!" Shengzi took out a metallic mid-level magic weapon, the spirit sword, and looked at Lin Yunfeng with a gloomy expression: "Then I have no choice but to."
"kill you!"
"Well, let me think about it."
Looking at the metallic mid-level magic weapon, the Spirit Sword, in the hands of the Holy Son, Lin Yunfeng was very jealous.
As expected of being the direct heir of the great sect.
There are so many magic weapons of this holy son.
Much more than Lin Yunfeng.
As expected, people compare themselves to others, and it makes people mad!
"Don't surrender, right?"
"Then you can die!"
Shengzi let out a smirk, and directly stabbed Lin Yunfeng with his sword, intending to take Lin Yunfeng's dog's life!
"Hoo hoo hoo."
At this time, Lin Yunfeng, who had been pretending to be cowardly, suddenly became violent.
Take advantage of the Holy Son to underestimate the enemy.
Attack the Holy Son with a big move! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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