A giant black bat with broken wings spread for several meters, with no flesh on his body, and only a skeleton bone just now existed like a dominant, but now he was crushed so much that he couldn't even scream.

It was speechless, thrusting its big wings hard, trying to tell it that the ginger-slide is not a small garbage or a small waste when it is stepped on.

Jiang Dandan: "!!!"

It's amazing to have wings, it's a big fuck.

Just like someone has no wings, it looks like it has broken its shell and has everything, scaring these turtle grandchildren to death.

Lingxi: "!!!"

A fierce master must know the current affairs as a hero, otherwise he will be trampled on his head if he has no food or play. It will be so miserable.

Jiang Si stepped on the head of the black bat and kicked it on its thumping wings: "You are a little garbage and a little waste, you are not convinced yet. What are you not convinced? What about your master?"

"As a cute pet, you lost your master. You are not convinced. You are flapping your wings with me. Believe it or not, I will chop off your bones with a knife?"

Big black bat: "!!!"

The master is right, women are unreasonable, and zombies are the first to be affected.

Any woman you offend or suck any woman's blood, you can't think of her. It's okay if you die. The key is that you can't die, and life is worse than death.

The big black bat stopped struggling, was lying flat, just stepped on it, crushed it, didn't want it to be chopped up when it got old.

Seeing that it was not moving, Jiang Si hummed and stopped, crushing its head and feet, lifted up and stomped hard, then stepped on its body and walked towards Jiufeng, who was hanging in the center of the temple.

The body of the big black bat shook and shrank, turning into a bat of normal size, flapping its skeleton-like shattered wings. In the sky above the temple, he did not dare to approach Jiang Si, nor did he dare to be too far away from her, and he felt a cowardly and cute feeling.

Jiang Dandan rubbed against Lingxi's head and stood still.

Lingxi is like a qualified bodyguard, shortening its body dozens of meters long to more than ten meters, waving its big tail and body, following Jiang Si.

Jiufeng was hung, covered in blood, looking at Jiang Si with amazingly bright eyes. She was wearing a red dress, a wide red hat and sunglasses.

The hat and sunglasses covered most of her face, but her voice did not change, and she did not deliberately change, so he knew she was ginger.

It was not until Jiang Si approached her that Jiufeng said, "You are here, your little prince of the Trojan Empire!"

Jiang Si stood in front of him, and the boots under her feet made a crisp sound. She stretched out her hand, raised her chin slightly, and hooked the ring on his neck with her hand: "Tsk, the spiritual beliefs of billions of people in the fourth civilization are tied up like dogs. If your believers know this, they don't know if they are disappointed or happy."

Jiufeng twitched his lips: "You can take a photo and post it on the website of the Fourth Civilization to show them that their faith and their gods have collapsed!"

Jiang Si smiled and said, "Little Chicken, you also know that people like to watch God's collapse and God's fall. I thought this was a literary work, but I didn't expect that the paper world would be reflected in reality. Are you quite trendy?"

Jiufeng wanted to laugh with her, but found that she couldn't laugh, so she could only slightly curl up a self-deprecating arc: "There is no god in the Abel Galaxy, and there is no god in the Fourth Civilization."

"Their faith, their god, is just a joke for 3,000 years, and just a lie compiled by the Phoenix Clan for them over the past 3,000 years."

Jiang Si tsk out: "Little Chicken, you have such an awareness. After you killed Shu Xubai, your tribe members will regard you as the initiator of longevity."

"Come on, let me take a look. There is an injury on my arm, a piece of meat, a piece of meat on my legs, a few pieces of meat, a wound on my chest, and a lack of meat..."

"There are needle holes on the arm, needle holes on the neck, and needle holes on the heart. Oh, the great witch of the Fourth Civilization, don't tell me that your tribe is crazy. Eat your flesh and drink your blood to achieve immortality, be with the mountains and rivers forever, and the sun and the moon compete for brightness!"

Jiufeng's mouth moved, and she didn't say a word. He couldn't find any words to refute her. Every word, every word, even the punctuation mark was so accurate.

The proud tribe members always told the people of the Fourth Civilization that they are Gods who are close to God. If they believe in them and worship them, they will be blessed and everything will go well.

However, in fact, his tribe members have been doing deception, and in the name of God, they deceive sentient beings and try to make themselves immortal.

Jiang Si looked at Jiufeng, mocked and sarcastically, without any concealment: "Oh, it's true, I said, why are those old men and women so confident when they want to fight me?"

"It turns out that they thought they had lived forever, and blamed me for my fault. They didn't care about the little pets they liked to eat, so they were eaten by their pets."

"But don't worry, they were eaten by my pet, their physical nutrition was absorbed by my pet, and their spirit was absorbed by my pet. My pet can live for at least 8,000 years. They can live in another form, and it's not a loss."

Her words were like a soft knife, slashing him one by one, and it hurt even more than his tribe members, sucking his blood and eating his flesh.

Jiufeng's lips trembled and her face was pale: "Your Highness of the Trojan Empire, are you here to avenge Shu Xubai?"

Jiang Si smiled with a tooth and was simple and cute: "No, I'm here to come and make a joke!"

Jiufeng paused: "Look at me for a joke?"

Jiang Si smiled brightly and said, "Yes, I'll come to you for a joke, you think you are self-righteous, you are right and wrong, you will become weak when you leave Shu Xubai, and you will be regarded as a dog!"

Jiang Dandan: "!!!"

Killing someone will kill your heart.

Aunt can be a little more cruel.

Jiufeng's hanging body trembled.

Jiang Si looked at his pitiful look and snatched the ring around his neck with her fingers.

With a click, the ring that locked his neck with mental power broke.

Jiufeng's pupils suddenly tightened. The ring that he could not break free even with all his efforts. She gently hooked her finger ring and broke. Sure enough, she was stronger than he thought and hidden deeper.

Jiang Si cut off the ring on his neck, retreated back and retreated to the Great Witch's seat, sat down, and looked at Jiufeng coldly through his sunglasses.

Jiufeng lost the suppression of the ring, broke free from the rope that hung him and tied his chains, and gained the freedom. She looked up at the ginger silk sitting high in the seat.

At this moment, she leaned against the seat and her elbow was casually placed on the handrail of the seat. She was lazy and casual, like a god looking down at everyone without compassion.

The corners of Jiang Si's mouth, sitting on the high seat, curled slightly, "Little Chicken, Shu Xubai, that immortal thing regards you as a treasure, I don't regard you as a treasure."

"He contracted you, you contracted him, you contracted him, you had too many contracts, which led to you killing him and causing me to get hurt. Come on, show me how you hurt him."

Jiufeng walked forward two steps and slowly knelt down. At this moment, he became a humble believer, looking at the high god and asked, "Little Prince, is he still alive?"

Jiang Si took off the hat on her head, took the sunglasses, and tilted her body slightly down: "What did you say just now, I didn't hear it very clearly!"

Jiufeng lowered her head, her voice was hoarse and hoarse: "Your Highness, I want to know, is he still alive?"

Jiang Si asked knowingly: "Is he still alive? Who is he?"

Jiufeng's hands hanging from both sides slowly tightened: "Your Highness, is Shu Xubai still alive?"

Jiang Si laughed loudly, and the laughter echoed throughout the temple, harsh and pleasant. When it fell into Jiufeng's ears, it was full of irony and harshness.

After a long time, Jiang Si wiped the tears from laughing, and the laughter suddenly stopped, and her voice sank: "Jiufeng, have you fallen in love with him?"

Jiufeng clenched his hand tightly, and his nails instantly got stuck in the flesh.

Seeing that he was not looking back for a long time, Jiang Si yelled: "It turned out that it was not the God of the Fourth Civilization that collapsed, but the God fell, bringing seven emotions and six desires into the mortal world."

"You killed him with your own hands, but you told me that you fell in love with him. Jiufeng, Jiufeng, no one told you, can you take no medicine for regret?"

Jiufeng's hanging head seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. He bit his teeth and then raised his head, then looked at the high seat with red eyes, and judged him: "You kill me!"

Jiang Si held her hands on the armrest of the high seat and stood up, like a gust of wind from above to below, kicking Jiufeng in the chest.

Jiufeng was kicked away and landed on the ground. She rolled twice, and spitted a large mouthful of blood before stopping.

Jiang Si stepped on her boots and walked towards him step by step. Her powerful aura leaked out, and her skirt fluttered without wind. Her hair flew up to her waist.

She walked to Jiufeng and kicked him down to his place, smashed the rack that was hanging him. He landed heavily on the ground, and the blood spitted on the ground in big mouthfuls.

Jiang Si looked at the blood spitting on the ground and slowly disappeared. She raised her eyelids and walked over, raising her foot to Jiufeng's chest and kicked her foot.

This kick did not kick him away, but kicked him to the ground.

As soon as he lay on the ground, Jiang Si raised her foot and stepped on his cheek, as if she had stepped on countless zombies, crushing his face with the soles of her feet: "Kill you, why do you kill you?"

"Jiufeng, you are afraid you don't know. It's easy to die, but it's not easy to live. If you want to die, you will no longer miss you and will no longer blame yourself. What are you doing in the spring and autumn dreams? What are you thinking about?"

Jiang Dandan: "!!!"

That's it.

There are so many bastards in the Phoenix clan, and they use their feelings to bully the dragon, how can they just forget it?

They must be allowed to taste the feeling of life being worse than death, not getting it, longing becomes empty, tossing and turning, this is the punishment, the real punishment.

Jiufeng lay on the ground, not resisting or struggling, and Ren Jiangsi stepped on his face with her feet and crushed his face, so humbly that she was not as good as a grain of dust on the ground: "I killed him, you are his friend, you should kill me to avenge him!"

Jiang Si crushed his face so much that she let go and looked down at Jiufeng who was in a mess: "I won't kill you, you can live well!"

"Your Highness..."

Jiang Si raised and kicked Jiufeng who was lying on the ground directly onto his witch's seat, "I'll let you live well, sit in a position close to God, and live well!"

Jiufeng's internal organs were damaged and he coughed up blood. The blood fell along the corner of his mouth and rolled down along the seat.

He was pale, like a willow, as if the wind could blow him up, blow him away, and let him die.

Jiang Si glanced at him, then her eyes fell on the ground. The blood on the ground had disappeared completely, leaving only the smooth floor tiles.

Jiang Si took a deep breath, took out her knife from the space, and inserted her backhand hard on the ground. She heard a clanging sound, and the ground inserted between her waist.

Ginger silk pressed her palm against the handle of the knife, and with a crack, it cracked hard.

Jiufeng, who was sitting on the high seat, endured the huge pain all over her body, stumbled down and stopped two steps away from Jiang Si, and did not dare to move forward again.

Jiang Si took a deep breath, took a breath, and the hand pressed against the hilt of the knife relaxed its strength and stumbled to the side, and the cracking sound of the ground cracking became louder and louder.

The temple began to shake, the relief fell to the ground, and it was crushed. The pillars that several people could not hold were collapsed.

The Tang sword inserted into the ground went further and further down until it penetrated into the ground and could not be seen. The ginger silk took a step back, and the crack in the ground that opened in front of her became larger and larger.

The earth was shaking, not only the things in the temple collapsed, but even the stones on the mountain rolled down the mountain. The sea opposite the main hall began to churn, the waves were higher and higher, and the sound of hitting the rocks was louder and louder.

The pilgrims who followed Jiang Si had not yet arrived at the temple were shocked and shouted: "What's wrong? What's wrong? Is it an earthquake? Is it an earthquake?"

"Look, look, has the temple collapsed, has the temple collapsed?"

"Run quickly, the stone has come down, the stone has come down, the stone has come down, the run quickly!"

"The temple collapsed, the temple collapsed, the gods were angry, the gods were angry!"

Amid the shouts of the crowd, their faith, their temple, was divided into two, and a huge bottomless abyss appeared in the middle.

Jiufeng mustered up the courage to go forward. Before he could reach the abyss, a clanging sound of the knife sounded, and the sharp Tang sword rushed out of the abyss and came to Jiang Si's hand.
Chapter completed!