C702 (1/2)

”The people who stay are the ones who suffer the most.”

Yang Linglong whispered.

”If I could choose, I would like to change my identity with him.”

”Sister, do we really want to do this?” Zhou Qing can't help crying when she sees someone she can't like sad.

”Ye Jiuhuang is right. Many times, we have no choice.”

Yang Linglong said with a smile, ”life is not my wish, but death is my choice!”

”Isn't that a choice?”

”I will die later...”

Family and friends, with hope on their faces at the moment, can be counted as mental strength.

”If there is Come on, I'm afraid there's no afterlife. ” Yan Yuexin sighed, ”I'm still thinking. When I'm free, I'll cook porridge for you.”

Yang Linglong smiled and said, ”husband, if you live, I won't allow you to forget me. You should always remember me!”

”Live well and take my share.”

Ling Hao smiled miserably and murmured, ”OK To live. ”

The remnant candle shakes, the hot tear boils the soup.

In a short moment, he was alone.

”Heaven and earth, how can we be independent and boundless?”

Heaven smiled coldly and said, ”what's the taste?”

”You're back at the top of your previous life. You should be happy.”

”Don't look at me so hard, remember, I can crush you with one finger.”

Ling Hao asked, ”then why don't you do it?”

Heaven is silent.

Suddenly, a long sword came.

His eyes were completely destroyed and turned into black fly ash.

Linghao's strength has reached an unprecedented peak at the moment, and every move contains the natural way of heaven and earth.

The two will of heaven and dark sky block the body of heaven.

One turns into a green dragon and the other into a white tiger.

They roared and rushed, with boundless force, with the galloping and coming, the earth is broken, rivers and mountains shake.

Linghao grabs one with one hand, tugs hard, the blood rain bursts open, the shrill voice resounds to the extreme.

The overwhelming power makes the green dragon and white tiger have no resistance.

They were just trampled on the ground, trampled to death.

”Who is a mole ant?”

Ling Hao's tone was calm, as if he was asking something indifferent,

heaven and earth lost their luster, and there was no day or night.

At this moment, I fell into a chaotic, gray world and visited a coffin.

All around it, there was boundless will to the coffin.

The coffin board vibrated wildly and roared. The coffin board rose to the sky and a white light flew out of it.

White light appeared in the air and gradually turned into a teenager.

Young eyebrows a little red, red lips and white teeth.

”I didn't expect that you can worship the sky and the dark sky. Ha ha, you are so lucky. You are the first person to see me in the world.”

It is obvious that he is the result of heaven.

Although it's like a teenager, it's a voice of great vicissitudes, as an old man said.

”This is the place close to the origin of the universe. Chen Xianxian, when you come here, you should die.”

Tiandao reaches out his finger, gently.

As if nothing happened, there was no magic light, no magic colors, but Ling Hao was one of them.

He found himself unable to act again.

He is crazy about running the nine day formula of nature, and his endless thoughts are consumed by him.

Suddenly, the body moves.

”Nine days and ten years of samsara boxing!”

The body of heaven disappeared in an instant.