A cold and sticky feeling came from the hand that grabbed Wang Yuan.

Wang Xuan's pupils kept trembling, and the "hero" sounds in his throat were drowned out by fear.

"What's wrong?" Yin Nian grabbed his hair and dragged the person closer, "Are you unhappy?"

"Why are you shaking?" she laughed.

Behind it is a male fallen god named Shangguan. Compared with the previous Shen Sun who likes to do something directly, this fallen god obviously enjoys the feeling of playing tricks on others.

"I heard that you want to see me very much? Why are you unhappy?" The fallen god smiled and stroked the corner of Wang Xi's mouth with his other hand. "I asked the people who worship me to summon us out to play with you in a fierce manner. Why don't you laugh?"

"Come."

His long fingernails slowly stroked hard on both sides of the man's cheeks.

Wang Lun's mouth was cut open and his skin was rolled up.

"Smile~"

"You! You bitch!" In the distance, Wang Yuan's sister Wang Rou hurriedly retreated the moment Yin Nian caught Wang Yuan. As soon as she stabilized her body, she saw the scene of her brother being treated like this. She couldn't help but say angrily, "My brother is not going to kill you!"

"He just wants to fight with your fallen god!"

"Why are you so vicious?"

"You, if you harm my brother, our northern district will definitely not give up!"

Before she said this, she didn't know how to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead.

Yin Nian turned his head when she heard this. The power of hating resentment did not have no effect on her. Even if She Nier and Yin Guzi help each other, the two little guys could still swallow them.

If she hadn't been strong enough, she had not been corrupted by the power of hatred and hatred, she would have become a monster that had lost her mind at this moment.

But even so, the bones on her body seemed to be being held tightly by someone, and it made a squeaking sound when she moved.

Not to mention asking a fallen god to come out, even if you enter the book, you can't bear the power of hatred and hatred. But now Yin Nian can invite two fallen gods to come out. Wang Xuan didn't expect that at all, so he was naturally unprepared, otherwise he would have run away long ago.

But Yin Nian himself knows it very well.

The two fallen gods are the limits she can bear now.

It would be fine if there was one more, but she might not be able to live.

Do not use it easily unless necessary.

"You people in the North District are really interesting." Black blood began to flow out of Yin Nian's ear holes. She looked directly at Wang Rou, "You cried and shouted to come out, but you would shout to beat and kill if you didn't come out. Now you say I'm vicious? What's good and bad are so bad that you can't tell me!"

At the end of his speech, he raised his voice.

The fallen god next to him raised his hand and tore off Wang Xuan's entire mouth.

"If you can't speak, then stop talking!" Yin Nian's eyes were fierce, she pulled out a short dagger from her waist and directly broke her teeth from her mouth and stabbed her in.

Cut down hard!

Wang Xuan twitched forward, and a painful humming sound of collapse appeared in his throat.

Yin Nian said sternly: "Don't want your tongue!"

"You have to thank your sister, and you also know that you have 'attacked' for you. You are all innocent and poor little white flowers. I am a villain and I am vicious. Since that's the case, I cannot confirm this crime? I will not let you down your expectations for me!"

Wang Rou's expression was distorted, her lips turned white, and the dagger was inserted with bright red flesh and blood and was thrown directly into her face by Yin Nian. She didn't even react.

"I thought I was a soft persimmon, and anyone could step on it?"

Blood began to seep from the corners of Yin Nian's eyes, and bones everywhere made overwhelming sounds, even looking even more miserable than Wang Xiong, whose tongue was cut next to him.

But her voice shook the sky. Whether it was here or far away, she wanted to find a bargain while the bustling, she could hear her words clearly.

"I know, if you don't go deep into the hinterland, don't you just want to get rid of the soft persimmons first?"

"I'm a soft persimmon, so everyone thinks it can be done with one step!"

"There are those in the north and those in the west." Yin Nian looked at the other side again, "There are those in the south and those in the east, and those in the south and those in the east. Do you think I really don't know?"

"Let me open my eyes and see!"

"Is this soft persimmon easy to step on?"

"What will happen if the person who stepped on me!"

"I don't care what your origin is and what power is behind you. As long as you want to stop me, you will kill me, if you can't kill me..."

Yin Nian waved back gently.

The fallen god finally let go of the poor Wang Xiong.

As neatly as if he was pinching a melon, he squeezed the head on his neck.

Wang Rou screamed, unable to imagine that Yin Nian, the trash in the West District, which had no foundation, dared to kill her brother?

Does she know who the two brothers and sisters are?

"I, my brother is the grandson of the old Baimei Shen, the only man in his descendants, the only one..."

Wang Rou suddenly came back to her senses and said suddenly: "You shameless bitch, my grandfather even gave you a gift to your subordinate. Is this how you repay my family?"

She was greatly stimulated.

I haven't come back to my senses yet.

Yin Nian wiped the sweat from his forehead, but when he rubbed his hands, he found that it was covered with blood on the back of his hands. It turned out that the wet feeling was not sweat.

Looking at Wang Rou's incredible gaze, Yin Nian shook off the blood beads on his hand.

She reached out and snapped her fingers.

The next moment the fallen god behind her had appeared in front of Wang Rou.

All her complaints, confusion, and hatred were frozen into horror at this moment.

She bowed her head blankly.

I saw the fallen god holding a beating heart in his hand and a big hole in his chest that could be poured in by a big blow of wind.

That's her heart.

"You're right." Yin Nian's eyes were full of mockery, "I not only want to kill your brother, but I also want to kill you!"

"Even if you are your God Ancestor today, that White-Browed God Old is here!"

"I can kill, and I can kill you as well!"

"Ling Fruit?" Yin Nian smiled, his eyes even colder, "It was what he wanted to give it to himself, not what I begged him. Besides, it was not me if I gave it to Mu Li. Don't worry, when your grandfather dies, I will ask Mu Li to give him an incense stick, which will be the whole fate."

Wang Rou was so angry that she couldn't close her eyes even after she died. Her hands stretched out and bent forward, as if she wanted to transform into a ghost and cut off Yin Nian's neck.

It is unreasonable to such people.

She would only feel that everyone in the world owed her, no matter who started to force Yin Nian into danger at the beginning, who started to take Yin Nian's life first.

This kind of person will only raise the shameless and shameless person who is thicker than the city wall when he is counter-killed, saying, "Aren't you dead? You can't kill us even if we don't kill you."

People like this are even more disgusting than ordinary opponents.

"... God... Ancestor." When she fell down, she was still looking at the direction of the true god summoned by Wang Xiong.

The man was furious with Sun Shen.

When I turned around, I saw that the worshipper I chose was dead, and my moves were even more fierce and fierce.

But what's the use of being fierce?

Wang Xi died.

He will not stay here for long, and the true god will be gradually rejected by the sacrifice land, and he will be at most half a stick of incense.

"From the North District, withdraw!" He could only roar and let the remaining people run away if they could.

"run?"
Chapter completed!