"A last breath."

Yu Dinghai finally didn't make up his mind and gave Song Lingluo a while.

There is no question of whether this approach is right or wrong. If Qi Wenchao tells people what they have instilled in the past before he dies, then the seeds will sprout on one day in the future.

Not being able to protect is a more serious matter than Qi Wenchao himself.

But on the other hand, it may be able to bring a more perfect talent to the Twelve Palaces.

Song Lingluo wiped his face, held the skeleton knife and walked to Qi Wenchao, who was lying flat on his feet facing the sky. His chest was empty and his eyes were full of blood, and he looked at the sky without any spirit. He was really dead.

The skeleton knife was pressed against Qi Wenchao's heart, and Song Lingluo knew that if the knife was stabbed, the man... this guy was really dead.

"Hey, are you really dead?"

Song Lingluo's voice was peaceful.

"Um."

Today seems to be a day that is particularly easy to cry. I guess it’s a bad day. Yu Dinghai cried, Li Musi and the others cried, and Song Lingluo cried...

At this moment, Qi Wenchao couldn't seem to be able to hold it back.

I just don’t know if this person who cried is really Qi Wenchao or the acting assistant.

Song Lingluo, who walked to Qi Wenchao, seemed to have a lot to say, but when she knelt on the ground, she had nothing to say when she pointed the tip of the knife in her heart.

"Call Bai Qiuan over here, I want to say a few words to him..." Qi Wenchao's voice was weak, Song Lingluo hesitated for a moment, and turned around and looked at Yu Dinghai who had not yet walked away.

Yu Dinghai was afraid of accidents, and his ears were very good.

"Bai Qiuan, do you want to come and say a few words?" Yu Dinghai changed his cigarette and shouted heartlessly.

"You can't go through, be careful is a conspiracy."

Lu Ruiqun said viciously beside Bai Qiuan. Although he couldn't see the specific tragic situation of Bai Qiuan at that time, his appearance covered in blood was enough to remove all the good impression Qi Wenchao had in Lu Ruiqun's heart.

What's more, how good can it be if you've been chopped into a human stick?

Even though this Qi Wenchao was not the one he knew, Li Musi and the others still wanted to cut him alive.

"I don't think I can't go either. The Six-winged Divine Assistant may not have any means." Ade and Sun Yanxi also supported Lu Ruiqun's opinion.

These new recruits had never seen such a powerful enemy. Although they had been killed by Yu Dinghai, this was not them.

"It's okay, he can't kill me."

Bai Qiuan smiled softly, and only he could know what he had experienced during the time he faced Qi Wenchao alone.

"He can't kill me" is not because Bai Qiuan relies on his ability to be blindly confident, but because he has used all the means that Qi Wenchao can use.

Bai Qiuan walked to Qi Wenchao and exchanged positions with Song Lingluo. Song Lingluo didn't say anything else before leaving, just said one sentence.

"Hold the skeleton knife."

Bai Qiuan took Song Lingluo's skeleton knife and was still in his previous position. The tip of the knife had pierced into Qi Wenchao's skin, and it was estimated that it would pierce into the atrium with a little force.

Qi Wenchao looked at Bai Qiuan's face and his eyes flashed.

"I'm sorry..."

Bai Qiuan shook his head slightly, leaned closer, and lowered his voice, "This is not enough."

Qi Wenchao was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Bai Qiuan to say such words, and then his expression became peaceful with relief, "So I asked you to come, just let you kill me with your own hands, how much vent..."

Bai Qiuan took a deep breath and leaned closer to Qi Wenchao.

"I have a little secret to tell you."

Qi Wenchao's expression remained unchanged.

"I can see everything, liar..."

The skeleton knife pierced the heart and was very decisive.

"Qi Wenchao is dead..." Yu Dinghai walked to Bai Qiuan's side and patted Bai Qiuan's shoulder.

"Ah... it's God's servant who is dead." Bai Qiuan looked sideways slightly and looked at Yu Dinghai's slightly lowered eyes.

"Haha, yes, it's God who serves the death of the gods."

...

On the sofa in the building, the man seemed to suddenly wake up and stood up from the business sofa, running wildly in one direction like crazy.

The dilapidated ruined houses, blood-stained walls, bumpy and thrilling battles, and the cold corpses all quickly retreated in the eyes of men.

Like time curtains, stories that pull the memories around them flash rapidly in front of people's eyes.

The man stood at the corner of a street, and in his sight were Yu Dinghai, Song Lingluo, several young men and veterans from the Red Brick Training Camp.

Lying on the ground was a guy who had been written to death by someone who had been arranged by the throne. Now the plot is over... To be precise, the foreplay ends and the climax is in.

According to that guy, his real protagonist is called...what is called...it's the end of the God of Killing anyway.

The disgusting blood on the street made the air here a little restless. Perhaps Yu Dinghai, who was eager to rescue people and kill people, could not feel it.

But he knew that this was unusual. The men who had participated in and experienced this situation many times knew what it meant, and just in the place where the blood was most intense, the air began to tremble.

Men's hearts began to tremble with the vibration, not because they were afraid, but because they were excited! They were likely to catch a big fish.

Twelve Wings? Or are the gods coming?

Then it looked like a ripples in the water, and the air emitted a gentle vibration towards the surroundings. But everyone could clearly feel this strangeness.

What's more, almost everyone looked at that place at the same time, who were specializing in the other party's divine servants.

It was the place where Bai Qiuan had been peeled into a human stick and blood dyed the entire ruin red.

The soft ripples on the water surface suddenly began to intensify, just like someone shaking the water surface violently, trying to make the water surface roll... or instability or even rupture.

Just like the scene that Bai Qiuan saw on the playground of the Red Brick Training Camp, a hand stretched out from the center of the shock.

And the speed was much faster than they saw during the Red Brick Training Camp, just like someone rushing out of the water from the bottom of the water...

But someone was faster than him, and it was not until the man sent the skeleton knife into the half of the body that emerged from the shock that Bai Qiuan and the others noticed that there was a man standing in front of the ripples.

A man who appeared there quietly.

What happened afterwards was even more jaw-dropping.

The man not only stabbed the skeleton knife into the shocking ripples, but also stretched his head into half of his body.

Perhaps in two seconds, the man's head retreated, which made everyone around him feel relieved. No one expected that this man would be so bold that he would actually put his head directly into that unknown area.

At least they have never seen this industry for such a long time.

But it is actually normal. Who said that this man is the Snake King of the Snake Palace?

"I've seen the Lord of the Snake Palace!" The veterans saluted. Bai Qiuan and the others were stunned for a moment, and followed the veterans' example and quickly saluted.

The sword-holding gift in the Twelve Halls is very simple.

Hold the knife in the right hand, with the tip facing upward, the handle of the knife is attached to the heart and the back of the left hand.

However, the Snake King had no intention of returning the gift, but it just looked a little unlucky.
Chapter completed!