don't call me devil

Maybe death is a relief for Qi Mo, but the life that Chen Meng exchanged for his life must not end here hastily.

It hurts again! Tired again! Live, too!

Go back to that island in the middle of the lake!

To witness the beauty with you, that's my gift to you!

At this moment, there seemed to be a flame burning in Qi Mo's eyes!

"The silver birch has not bloomed, how can this body be defeated!"

"Here comes the knife!"

The two ink knives that fell to the ground obeyed Qi Mo's call and flew straight to his hands, and were grabbed by Qi Mo.

"Demonization is on, ink and water!"

"Boom!"

Rolling demonic qi burst out from Qi Mo's body, turning into infinite ink color and infiltrating the entire dark space.

The dreaded ghosts that surrounded Qi Mo's body were all shattered into ink droplets, splashing everywhere.

I saw that Qi Mo completely turned into an ink-colored figure, and his eyes were as scarlet as the blood moon.

Wang Yi's eyes were full of gloom: "The matter has come to this, do you still want to fight again?"

Qi Mo squinted: "You and I are both standing on the single-plank bridge, and only the one who wins can continue to walk!"

"And that person can only be me!"

At this moment, I saw that Qi Mo's two ink knives gradually turned bloody, spreading upwards from the tip of the knife until the whole person was dyed into a blood-ink figure.

The ink color that rushed out of his body also turned into blood, and an astonishing killing intent came out of his body, covering all directions!

The moment Qi Mo killed his loved one with his own hands, his double knives had already turned into blood ink, as red as cinnabar.

Wang Yi's eyes were full of madness:

"You have your reasons, and I have mine!" Since you and I won't retreat, let's come! "

Fear of ghosts and devouring gods!"

Infinite fear of ghosts was derived, and he rushed towards Qi Mo again.

I saw the bloody blade in Qi Mo's hand slashing towards the sky!

"The sky is open!"

A red ink streak rushed out, as red as the sunset on the horizon, tearing through the pitch-black canopy of fear, and the sky light penetrated.

And Qi Mo stepped forward fiercely, and infinite red burst out, completely tearing apart the only remaining canopy.

The red color dye the world, and the white background turns the surrounding world into a landscape painting with only the color of vermilion.

Endless ruins, collapsed mountains, cirrus clouds in the sky, lakes beneath you...

Even Wang Yi has lost his original color.

And the knife that Qi Mo just swung out has already turned into the sunset on the horizon in the painting.

At this moment, Qi Mo, who was holding a red ink knife, moved, and his figure danced wildly in the painting, slashing out one knife after another, each knife turned into a stroke, and the void became a word, and it was mentioned in the painting!

While writing, he read in his mouth:

"In the middle of the inkman's painting, the red knife is like blood congealing. The sunset reflects the mirror, and this body is like a meteor. The mountains are overturned, and the knives are terrifying! Every

time he pronounced a word, Qi Mo cut out a word in the void with a red knife, and the words were red, inscribed in the void!

"Now the love is across the mountains and seas, this body is especially here, twenty-seven years in the same boat, waiting for the silver birch flowers to bloom, where to go in the lonely shadow, a green shadow in the dream!"

"When the cicadas chirp through the early summer, the silver birch blossoms bloom as if I saw her..."

At this moment, Qi Mo raised a knife and engraved words in the painting, and in his eyes was Chen Meng's endless thoughts and deep love.

Qi Mo wrote not only poems, but also a microcosm of his life.

Everyone looked at the eighty-six words written by Qi Mo in the red landscape with shocked eyes.

Sprinkled with water, Chen Heng is empty, splashing ink, showing the style of the ink artist.

Ren Jie's scalp was numb, and he looked at Qi Mo in a daze, what kind of stubbornness made Qi Mo endure all the way to today?

I saw Qi Mo's scarlet eyes looking at Wang Yi, and the rolling killing intent was like a tide!

If anyone stops me from going back to her, he will be killed!

At this moment, the red knife in Qi Mo's hand slashed straight into the void, and wrote the last sentence of this poem!

"Kill, kill, kill! Kill, kill, kill! "

Seven bright red killing characters are engraved into the void, exuding endless killing intent, making the whole painting exude a sense of slaughter.

After Qi Mo made the last stroke, he directly aimed the red knife in his hand at Wang Yi.

The body was like a blood-colored meteor, and it went straight to Wang Yi and slashed it, and all the words turned into ink and merged into Qi Mo's knife!

"Red Dust Billowing • Ink Walk!"

A knife was cut out, and a red line flashed in the painting, this was Qi Mo's pinnacle of the knife!

Unstoppable!

Let Wang Yi summon the Infinite Fear Ghost to block in front of him, they were all cut off by Qi Mo with a single sword.

With a "swish", the red edge amazed the time, and Wang Yi, who had lost his color, was slashed by Qi Mo, and his body couldn't help but turn into red ink and integrate into the painting....

Even if the fate is strong, the life potential has been developed to the extreme, and in the face of this knife, there is no doubt that he will die.

"The price... Paid..."

Wang Yi's mind was filled with the murmur of the demon, and a wry smile could not help but appear on his face.

The thing that scared me the most was that it happened to me.

He was mentally prepared to be haunted by demon marks, but he didn't expect to usher in such an ending, I have to say, fate makes people....

The one who lost... After all, it's still yourself....

But Wang Yi didn't regret it, I saw him tilt his head to look in Yang Yan's direction, and shouted:

"Lord! All your kindness to me, I Wang Yi will repay it together, this life... I've given it back to you..."

"If there is an afterlife... I would like to meet you again..."

As he spoke, his body completely turned red, converging in the lower right corner of the curtain, turning into a red seal, outlining the word Qi Mo.

Then Qi Mo flicked the red knife, the ink was shattered, and the heaven and earth returned to color....

Its scarlet eyes looked at Xuan Slay, and went straight towards it!

Qi Mo didn't turn off the demonization, he had already crawled all over every corner of his body with demonic scars, and the broken jar couldn't be broken anymore, let alone pay the price of the demonization...

The reason why he is still alive is all supported by the effect of the Immortal Sacred Spring in his body, so... Qi Mo doesn't care about the price at all.

forced himself to open the demonization, if he didn't kill enough, wouldn't it be a loss?

Xuan Lu's face turned white, and without saying a word, he turned his head and wanted to run.

Wang Yi was so perverted that he was beheaded? He didn't think he was stronger than Wang Yi.

If you stay any longer, you won't be able to get the benefits, maybe you have to put your life on the line, and the Yangliu Chamber of Commerce is seeing that the general trend has gone?

If you don't run now, when will you wait?

However, Lian Xiang stopped doing it, and immediately stopped Xuan Xuan.

(#ಡ ꇴ ಡ) "Didn't I hammer just now?" You opened this eternal town? Come when you want, go when you want? Leave it for this girl! He

will be greeted by a mixed doubles match between Qi Mo and Reika.

On the other side, Yang Yan watched Wang Yi being beheaded by Qi Mo, and even her heart, no matter how ruthless she was, stabbed a little.

There is despair in his eyes....

Wang Yi has been with me for more than 30 years, and in order to renew my life, he put his own life into it, all this... Is it really worth it?

But it doesn't matter if it's worth it or not, everything has already happened, and Yang Yan has no way out.

"Bang~"

Barton, who was covered in blood, was slapped by Ren Jie again, and before he could stand firmly, Beifeng's wolf claws had already been photographed.

In the palm of his hand, countless sparks flew and slapped at it!

"Beacon Flames!"

"Boom!"

With a slap down, the sparks burst out, black smoke billowed out, and Barton, the Divine Favorite, was slapped into minced meat on the spot, and he couldn't die anymore!

As an existence favored by the gods, even the gods couldn't save him...

At this moment, Beifeng's other wolf claw had already grabbed Yang Yan and held it in his hand, with murderous intent in his eyes!

"Now... It's your turn!

"Dare to threaten me with my precious great-granddaughter's life? Are you really tired of being crooked?

At this moment, Yang Yan's flame of life also burned to the end, and she looked at Beifeng with desperate eyes...

Now... It's really dead...

How did the situation that was originally under control be overturned?

Ultimately... Maybe it's because of a brick?

Damn Ren Jie!

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