The way to choose the boss of Dragon Valley is disgusting, but it is also the best way to practice this boss's methods. If you don't have enough strength to reach this position, you can only be slaughtered in the end. The value of the boss's name will also decrease accordingly. No one is willing to lose the halo he deserves after gaining this reputation.

The darkness before dawn was the darkest in the garden. Everyone encouraged by Zhang Long to give up on finding prey. They chose a place they thought was very safe. The next thing they needed was to wait until the sun came out while half asleep and half awake.

Leng Xiaobai sat on Longshou Peak meditating. The night in late October had already started to fall, and his body was covered with dew. Few people would suddenly appear on the streets of Burial Dragon Valley at this time. The current situation can be said to be that the overall situation has been decided, and many people have died, but although those who survived will be lucky, most people still rely on their own strength. What they want to get the greatest benefit in this process.

Cheng Feng and Du Lin, who were lying in the woodshed, woke up with rubbing their heads and vaguely remembered that they fell asleep after applying the golden sore medicine. They thought of the things that happened before, and suddenly woke up and looked at Leng Xiaobai in the stands of Longshoufeng, and then they felt a little relieved.

"It's already dawn."

Du Lin tidied up his clothes, but the clothes were still the same as before, and there was no perfect area.

Chen Feng stood up and started looking for his iron spear. When he saw the iron spear at the stone table, he hurriedly ran over a few steps. He suddenly got up and pulled the wound on his body, and sat on the ground again.

After dawn, the air became a little colder, as if the air conditioner was driven by the sun from the other side of the world, Leng Xiaobai, who was standing on Longshou Peak, couldn't help but have a cold war.

"It's dawn, don't that guy plan to come out?"

Leng Xiaobai looked at the door of the wooden house and was still tightly closed. Every street of the Burial Dragon Valley was deserted and no one came out. The once-deep smell of fireworks was hard to smell again. This was the Burial Dragon Valley that was not burned without fireworks only once in ten years.

"I don't plan to come out. Do you think he is sleeping inside? Even if everyone has the mood to sleep, he is the one who can't sleep the most. These days are the saddest time for him."

Luo Fangmo said with some miserable silence that in this matter, the one who knows the boss better is not the other person, but the Thousand-faced Rakshasa Luo Fangmo who is as famous as him. The person who hates him the most is the person who lives in the same room with him. He has been trapped here for ten years, while the woman is a living dead man in bed for ten years.

No one wants to live such a life. After being forced to take a sip of drunkenness, the previous boss gave him another medicine, a medicine that can kill his life.

What I said is to give him an antidote ten years later. Ten years have arrived, but the antidote has not arrived. The news of the death of the previous boss has been sent back. The person died at the hands of the Zhao Jianshi family of the Five Lords Association. Only the Zhao Jianshi family and the boss know about it.

Three moments before the sun came out, the boss walked out of the wooden house, his unkempt face was not as good as he had before. At this time, he was in a state of distraction.

"The next day, we are selecting ten people from the people below? I don't think there is any need to do this anymore. Just select one person and let him inherit everything on Longshou Peak. This is the best ending."

The boss walked out of the wooden house and knelt down on the ground after a few steps. He looked at the red stone not far away, stretched out his red hands and landed on his chest, and made three deep marks on himself.

Luo Fangmo and Leng Xiaobai came to him at the same time, but still failed to stop him from attacking him.

The boss's chest was very deep, but there was no bleeding. The wound seemed to be burnt and there was a scar. A drop of blood appeared under the scar. Luo Fangmo didn't know what this drop of blood meant, but Leng Xiaobai was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar with it.

"What are you doing? Most people can't bear it. Even if the power of this blood is a little blood, it can drive him crazy."

Leng Xiaobai's face suddenly became cold. The reason why he handed over the blood in his body was because the boss had taken action against him and the power in his body was about to lose control. He had only this way to pay off his pain. The boss's current state is very obvious, which is very different from his at that time, so he didn't think the boss had any last resort to doing so.

"I am not the boss, the boss of the Dragon Valley. The Lord of Dragon Head Peak will change to another person's name in the past two days. There is no special token in this process, so I can only choose a way I can control and choose who the next boss is."

Is the boss not the boss?

The blood fell into the boss's palm and solidified into a teardrop-shaped crystal, which looked crystal clear and particularly attractive. Leng Xiaobai knew that if the people in the Burial Dragon Valley were taken, they would be dead. They were unable to withstand the blow power proportional to the blood, and in the end they could only lose control and become a devil who killed people without blinking.

"No one is qualified to arrange how others should live, but some people always want to do this. Now I want to do this once. You should not stop me, otherwise you can only be enemies who will fight when they meet. The deadline for sitting in this position is only ten years."

The boss stood up and walked to the stands. The sun's light had gradually appeared from the horizon. In just a quarter of an hour, he could see the calmest sun. He did not have the heat he should have, nor did he make people feel panicked. He could even look directly.

"Ten years! Ten years of indifference, ten years of loneliness, and the cold wind of these ten years are something you can't imagine. Although you have grown up step by step with blood, those who are walking in the world are not like this, step by step. For a reputation that can make everyone respect, you can abandon everything. After looking back, you will never come back."

The boss looked at the cabin sadly. There was a person there, who could not even say a word. Even if he could only see her alive, it was the greatest gift for him. Now, she no longer gave herself this opportunity.

"I have something I have never told the world that if I don't say it, I might even forget this. My name is Tam Yaohui, a very inconspicuous name that has not been mentioned in ten years. He will appear again, but it won't make people feel familiar. No one knows that there is a person named Tam Yaohui in this world who has been here."

The sun has risen, and all the people in the Burial Dragon Valley have come out. No one has clean bodies. The weapons have been white, but now they have been dyed red. The fists have been solidified by blood and cannot be completely stretched out in a short time. The blood on their bodies has become their stepping stones, and some people have not even left their names.
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