Offering Salted Fish To Master

Liao Tingyan: Why can't you keep up with the thinking of this big guy? And every time I feel that I missed the ten episodes of the plot, which led to this kind of inability to communicate normally.

Sima Jiao was still urging her to answer with his eyes, but Liao Tingyan couldn't get rid of the question mark.

A man said that he was willing to give his life to himself. This kind of thing should be very touching. If it is placed in any romance novel, it should be a scene where the hero and the heroine confessed. However, this big Sima Jiao , It is with this ability to say such things as if they are killing someone.

Liao Tingyan had no experience in dealing with this kind of scene, and after a while, he said, "Huh, oh, oh?"

Sima Jiao stared at her: "Speaking of people."

I'm an otter now, isn't that the sound.

Sima Jiao: "Do you want my life?" Load the truth buff!

Liao Tingyan blurted out: "Stop it."

Sima Jiao curled his eyebrows to look at her, and he still felt a little irritated: "Isn't this your task? Although you don't want to kill me, but I die in your hands. After all, it is still good for you. What about you? No self-motivated."

Liao Tingyan is dumbfounded, she hasn't fully figured out her own settings. But the self-motivated point was right, she really didn't. Some people in the world work hard, and some people prefer a relaxed and ordinary life, she is like that.

"That's right, my mission is not important, and I don't want to kill people, and I don't want your life. I think you are in a good state of mind and don't look like a dying person. Otherwise, I think of ways to find someone to show you or eat. What kind of pill, I think you can still be saved, don't just give up treatment like this." Liao Tingyan was still nervous, watching the blood dripping from his body, and wanted him to see the doctor.

Sima Jiao: "You really don't want it?"

Liao Tingyan: "No."

Sima Jiao: "I gave you the last chance."

Liao Tingyan suddenly felt hairy behind his back, and couldn't help but stretch his claws to scratch, and heard Sima Jiao say: "In this case, you will die with me."

Liao Tingyan: ...how did you come to this conclusion?

"Are you really not taking any medicine?" Liao Tingyan couldn't bear it.

Just after speaking, Sima Jiao spat out a big mouthful of blood in front of her. Liao Tingyan was startled, the first thought in his mind turned out to be: What a waste, this thing is so precious!

With a move of Sima Jiao's finger, the flames burned out of thin air, burning the pool of blood that was spit out. Seeing Liao Tingyan staring at him, he even laughed and said to her: "When I die, my body will be burned clean by these fires, and no blood will be left for them."

Cremation, then you are quite modern.

Sima Jiao waved at her, "Come here."

Liao Tingyan flew over, carefully stepping on his thigh upright. There is blood everywhere, which is not easy to land. Sima Jiao looked down at her with a weird expression and a slow tone of voice: "I thought you would run, and I want you to die, why don't you run."

Liao Tingyan first thought that he couldn't run away under the eyes of this ancestor. Secondly, he suspected that he was waiting for her to run. If she runs now, it is estimated that he will burn into charcoal within three seconds. Although she didn't get along for long, she seemed to know his ghosts well.

Sima Jiao: "Why don't you run." This is not a problem for him, it's more like a sigh, and he doesn't seem to understand.

Liao Tingyan felt that this person was really struggling to live, and he didn't know what he wanted her to do. He said he was going to die, and now he was still full of brains toss her friend, but Liao Tingyan only thought he should go to a doctor, and she really couldn't stand his **** appearance.

"Master, you don't want to see a doctor, or you should change your clothes and take care of it?" Liao Tingyan didn't know why he still has a delusion and calmness, as if the work task has reached the deadline and still has nothing to complete. Fear, even want to fish.

Sima Jiao touched the fur on her body with his hand, and touched the red all over her body with the **** hand, "Anyway, it will be burnt to ashes. It doesn't matter what it looks like."

Liao Tingyan, who found her hair tangled together: This smelly pig's feet is really too much.

Sima Jiao slapped his otter and slumped on that ordinary chair, like an old man who had come to the end of his life, ready to die peacefully. His anxiety slowly subsided, revealing a rare kind of confusion and emptiness-although the action of pushing the otter in his hand did not stop.

"It's just dead, the expressions of those people must be very interesting. The Fengshan clan has completely perished, and the root system of Gengchen Immortal Mansion will also be cut off. These prosperous flowers that have grown up from the flesh and blood will soon wither. The first immortal palace collapsed and fell in a hundred years." After Sima Jiao finished speaking, he laughed freely, like a crazy neurosis.

At this moment, a powerful pressure suddenly came from outside, and it fell mightily over the yard.

Sima Jiao's laughter stopped abruptly.

He looked out with a gloomy expression. Although there is a house as a barrier, his spiritual sense can already see the mighty crowd dozens of miles away. The master Qianli brought a group of palace lord elders over. Nei will come over and surround him.

"Sima Jiao, it's horrible to keep you today!" The voice came first before anyone arrived.

The head master Qianwei's old temperament and good-looking face, which was gentle, courteous and frugal, could no longer sustain at this moment, and everyone could see that he was extremely angry.

Can you not be angry? They have worked hard for thousands of years, and they have worked hard to build a hundred phoenix mountains, just to completely hold the Gengchen Immortal Mansion in their hands and turn them over as their masters, and no longer have to be held hostage by the Sima family. When I was about to succeed, my achievements fell short, and the thousand years of achievements were gone, and no one could stand it.

And the worst hasn’t happened yet. Sima Jiao, a lunatic, previously blinded him and came to a dark Chen Cang. He was going to destroy the hard work of their Shi family. Now he is planning to let Gengcheng Immortal Mansion accompany him to death. Putting out the spiritual fire completely, this is the worst. They have stood at the apex of the immortal world for too long, and being knocked off the altar is more difficult for them to accept than death.

They must hold Sima Jiao's life in their hands before that! No amount of casualties can be taken care of!

Sima Jiao sneered in the room, "I want my life, wishful thinking. With these things, I can't be brought down to me." He stood up, completely without the immovable appearance of the previous picture, but seemed to be ready to harvest life. Of death.

Suddenly, the ancestor rekindled his fighting spirit to survive, ready to take away another wave before he died.

Didn't you just wait for your death peacefully? Now that someone else is coming to take your life, you are immediately beaten up. Liao Tingyan feels a little absurd. What kind of strange situation is this? Thanks to the enemy for inciting our boss's desire to survive?

She became a pendant again, and was taken by Sima Jiao and stood on the roof. In order not to destroy the master's pretense of the villain's great demon king, Liao Tingyan, whose appearance is too cute, temporarily resides in his shirt. Thank this otter for its petite stature, otherwise it really can't hide.

Both sides blushed, and the killing was only in two or three sentences.

Sima Jiao didn't care about it. A flame burned on his body, and this flame turned into a sea of ​​flames, completely prepared to plan everyone to die together. However, Shi Qianli and the others cherished their lives and refused to accompany him to death easily. They planned to beat Sima Jiao half to death instead of completely killing him, so even though they were crowded, they were still restrained.

Liao Tingyan had watched Sima Jiao and the people before. She knew that Sima Jiao was very powerful and a super super boss, but it was not until this battle that she understood how far he was against the sky.

In addition to the teacher Qianli, the other party also came to many seniors who were immersed in cultivating. The number was almost 300. Liao Tingyan couldn’t see through each person’s cultivation base. Obviously, these people’s cultivation bases were higher than her level of transformation At least one realm high, maybe more than that.

This is the top leader of Gengcheng Immortal Mansion who has almost exhausted half of it? It is estimated that all the people who can come except those who stay behind have come, after all, it is a matter of life and death. Liao Tingyan was speechless, thinking that he was about to confess here today. She calculated her vacation date and felt that she should be satisfied.

Sima Jiao killed two more people who were full of laughter, and Liao Tingyan knew how ugly those fairy-style big men looked.

"Don't be close by him! He will absorb the spiritual power and cultivation of others!" Shi Qianli shouted loudly, distracting everyone.

The sea of ​​fire under Sima Jiao's feet spread out wider, and when everyone wanted to retreat, they forced them back again.

"It's useless." Sima Jiao also seemed to become a flame in the sea of ​​fire, and merged with the sea of ​​fire. Even behind him, there was a strange flame phantom, which was the appearance of the rising flame of the Spirit Mountain.

He was unceremoniously killing those who attacked him. Those people didn’t want to kill him completely, and they still kept their hands at first, but slowly they discovered that if they didn’t need to use their ability to press the box, You will be killed if you are not careful.

Although Shi Qianlu seemed to be retreating steadily, there was nothing to do with Sima Jiao, but Liao Tingyan looked up and saw the blue veins protruding on Sima Jiao’s neck. It was terrible. The blood vessels and skin on his hands were already The cracks opened, like scorched earth burned out, miserable and terrifying. Liao Tingyan felt blood slowly soaking through his shirt in his shirt, almost staining her entire otter with blood.

Until now, Liao Tingyan had such a real understanding-this ancestor really seemed to be the end of the force, and his body was about to collapse.

Sima Jiao didn't seem to realize how bad his situation was. His eyes were full of red blood, and he laughed in the fear or resentment of everyone. He waved his hands, wherever the blood fell, there was a sea of ​​fire.

They fought in the sky, the sea of ​​fire spread in the sky, and the buildings on the ground were melted by the heat, and from time to time, other people's attacks fell into the city below like meteors. The people in the city screamed and fled. The low-level monks were no different from ordinary mortals under this powerful deterrence. They also screamed and fled, wanting to escape from the battlefield.

All the monks on the battlefield did not care about these people. Although in the eyes of many mortals, the monks above are upright and kind gods who will protect them in the hands of evil demons and monsters, but this is just a beautiful illusion of wishful thinking. In fact, these monks didn't care about some people's lives.

Liao Tingyan had a very accurate understanding of this point. So she is probably the calmest person on the battlefield, and she still has the mind to sort out the space opened up in her consciousness while waiting for the end of the war.

This war lasted longer than Liao Tingyan had imagined. The sky was dark and bright, bright and dark, and it was still not over. There was only a fire that never extinguished, and Sima Jiao who devoured people like evil spirits.

Liao Tingyan curled up in his arms and took a short nap. When he woke up, he found that his whole body was covered with blood. The open-door refrigerator has now become a charcoal stove, not cold anymore, and very hot.

For a moment, she wondered if the blood on this person had shed light.

She couldn't help but stretched out her paw to touch Sima Jiao's belly. The next moment she felt she was being held down by a wet and **** hand.

"Are you scared?" Sima Jiao said dumbly, "What are you afraid of? The dogs on the other side are really afraid."

Liao Tingyan didn't know what it was that he had to vomit blood every time he pretended to say something cruel. She felt that it was not easy for him to survive until now. It should be dying.

She gently touched the ancestor’s belly and said, “If you really hurt too much, just forget it, you’re going to die anyway, there’s no need to prolong the pain for them.”