Supreme Spirit Lord

It didn't give the fourth option, this person is probably confused.

"Four, four, it's me, me, don't move, hands." Luo San said a few words in pieces.

At this moment, it is basically certain that Luo San's stuttering is a congenital defect, and has nothing to do with this guy in the black mist.

"Don't do it?" The guy in the black mist suddenly became weird and asked, "Aren't you going to kill yourself?"

"No, no, no more." Luo San shook his head and stammered back.

This answer surprised everyone. They looked at the honest man in wet trousers with strange eyes, and most of them recalled what the "fourth" in his words meant.

Raising its hand and caressing its arm, it asked with great interest, "I remember that you voted for it just now."

Hearing this, everyone looked at Luo San with more complicated eyes.

"I, no, want, want to live, other people, people, want to." Luo Shan was also aware of his stuttering problem, so he explained his thoughts in extremely simple words.

"Interesting." The rich voice was tinged with a little fun, and these ant-like guys really gave it a lot of surprises.

The reversal again and again gave him the urge to continue playing.

Seeing that it didn't answer, Luo San clenched his fists with both hands and gave himself a boost in his heart before he dared to ask cautiously: "Yes, is it okay?"

"According to the rules I set before, it's not impossible." At this time, it still wanted to see what good show would be staged in the future, so it naturally agreed to Luo San's request easily.

But it cannot be regarded as a good person from all levels, and this matter is not so simple.

Looking at Luo San, whose eyes were filled with ecstasy, it lightly stated the additional request, saying: "One life for one life, among these three, you choose one to kill yourself."

Picking up the long sword in front of him without hesitation, Luo San swung his arm, and the long sword crossed the arteries in his neck, and the decisive sword edge instantly left a smooth and even inch long wound on his neck.

A large amount of blood gushed out from the wound, the luster in Luo San's eyes gradually faded, and his body collapsed.

boom!

The lifeless body hit the stone bricks, making a dull sound.

Chen Feng, who was immersed in his own world, was temporarily attracted by the muffled sound. Feeling the obvious smell of iron in his nose and the strange warmth on his face, he subconsciously raised his hand to wipe it.

Moving his palm down, looking at the bright red color on his palm, Chen Feng suddenly woke up. Under the pressure of the guy in the black mist, he raised his head with difficulty and looked at the corpse with wide eyes not far away. His expression was full of disbelief, and his voice was hoarse. Incomparably authentic: "Luo Laosan?"

Chen Feng knew this ordinary-looking man who was inconspicuous in the crowd, or in other words, he knew everyone in Mirage City and could name them.

For the Lord of a city to be able to do this, he is already a very responsible existence.

In Chen Feng's impression, Luo San was an honest and honest person with little courage. He was still a teacher-level spiritual practitioner at the age of hundreds of years. If there were no great opportunities in this life, he would be like this.

In this regard, Luo San is also very open-minded, as long as his strength is enough to support himself, it doesn't matter whether he can go further.

Moreover, he usually cherished his life very much, and would walk around when he saw someone quarreling. Now that he died suddenly in front of him, Chen Feng couldn't accept it for a while, and couldn't help crying: "Old man, didn't you still say you want to buy me a drink?" Why? Why did you sleep first?"

It's not that he doesn't know that Luo San can't answer his question at the moment, it's just that he can't convince himself to face what happened in front of him, so he temporarily chooses to escape.

Hearing the hoarse voice implying mourning, everyone in the square silently lowered their eyelids, blocking their sight, unwilling to watch what happened in the field.

After a long time without getting a reply, the hope in Chen Feng's eyes gradually disappeared. He tried his best to break free from the shackles, stepped forward to help Luo San up, frantically mobilized the spiritual power in his body, but it still had no effect, even if he put a face If it rises to purple, it can't change any status quo.

All efforts are like pouring salt into sea water, useless and wasteful.

After working hard for a long time, Chen Feng finally gave up struggling. The dead silence in his expression disappeared completely, and a strong and crazy hatred spread in his heart. He suddenly turned his head, ignoring the warning issued by his bones being crushed by coercion, and stared at the thick black fog of the throne. Humanoid.

Luo San died for him, but he couldn't do anything. This hatred was not only directed at the culprit, but also directed at his incompetent self.

"Very good eyes." The guy in the thick fog commented casually, not paying any attention to Chen Feng's sharp eyes, Shi Shiran said: "It's a pity that the strength is not very good."

In the face of absolute strength, anger has no other effect except to make oneself die faster.

The contempt in its words is completely undisguised, but any bloody person can't stand it. Even if they know the huge gap in strength, they will definitely fight it.

After all, in the eyes of some cultivators, dignity is more important than life.

But Chen Feng held back. It wasn't that he didn't value dignity, nor did he choose to endure because he couldn't move his body, but there was something more important than his life and dignity.

Trying to suppress the murderous intent in his eyes, he said in a hoarse voice to the guy on the throne, "You said before that I could replace all of them by myself, but now you are breaking your promise?"

The calm voice said indifferently: "It's you who didn't make a choice within the stipulated time, how can you say that you broke your promise?" It didn't mention anything about cheating.

Knowing that he really didn't care about this matter, Chen Feng fell silent.

Seeing this, the guy in the dense fog rapped on the arm with his fingers, and did not bother him.

With the silence of the two of them, the space here became completely quiet, and above the sky that no one noticed, Lin Yile, whose whole body was restrained and silent, suddenly opened his eyes.

In those light-colored eyes, there was no emotion belonging to a living being, and they looked like two moving glass beads.

The moment he opened his eyes, the breath in his body also exploded, but all of them adhered to his body, not even an inch escaped.

The breath condensed and did not disperse, causing the guy who made the soul vow with him to not realize that he had woken up at this moment.

After opening his eyes, Lin Yile's facial muscles trembled and pulled a few times, his stiff and dry lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

In his mind that the battle between heaven and man was over, and the people in the Mirage City had the upper hand after all, Chen Feng put his posture extremely low, respectfully, and said: "Please give the villain another chance, my lord."

"You're smart." Although this person fell into a dead end due to despair just now, but after being awakened by Luo San's death, he was able to quickly restrain his mind, lower his posture, and look for a chance of life. I have to say that he is indeed a talent.

It's a pity that it's a spiritual practice, otherwise it wouldn't mind giving guidance.

"What opportunity do you need? If you talk about the right to choose, I have already given you the citizens of Phantom City. As long as you kill you, they can leave. This opportunity is not enough?" After asking, it was full of malice, and said: "Or say , do you want to live alone?"

Its words were extremely fanciful, and when it finished speaking, everyone's eyes fell on Chen Feng, and their eyes were complicated, waiting for his answer.

If Chen Feng had any intention of nodding at this moment, then his image in the hearts of everyone would collapse, even though many of these people were willing to die to give him the chance to live.

This is also the mentality that people often have.

A selfless and fearless person should be selfless and fearless all his life. As long as he does something to protect his own interests at the expense of others, he is a villain for fame. No matter how many good things he has done before, it will not help.

Because the world prefers to see the prodigal son return, rather than ink on white paper.

Chen Feng shook his head with difficulty, and said in a deep voice: "You just need to remove the fourth option." In the most desperate moment, he never thought of giving up everyone and escaping alone. Now that he has come out of despair, he will not For the sake of his own life, he left everyone behind.

All he wanted was for everyone to live.

Hearing this, the people in Phantom City, who had been firmly supporting him all the time, flashed relief and worry in their eyes.

And those who voted for Chen Feng's death from the very beginning naturally wouldn't have any superfluous feelings in their hearts. Even if they did, they would just lament that this person's brain is not working well. Such a good opportunity is not used to protect their own lives. , really stupid.

People who are accustomed to selfishness will never understand why some people are willing to dedicate their lives for people who are neither relatives nor friends.

The guy in the thick black fog didn't understand either, or in its current state, it couldn't understand such a complicated thing. Just looking at the determination and pleading in Chen Feng's eyes, it suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar.

Confusion flashed by, and it waved away the strange familiarity in its heart, folded its hands under the chin, stared at the square, seemed to see Chen Feng kneeling in it through the crowd, and said indifferently: "It's not difficult. , but your two subordinates are not going to take care of it?"

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Feng gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly, "It's worth the lives of the three of us in exchange for the lives of [-] people present!"

The palms formed by the dense fog hit each other, and a series of applause rang out, and it said calmly: "If you have the backbone, I will be a "gentleman" once, and fulfill your righteousness."

After saying that, he waved his hand again, and another person from the Phantom City appeared in front of Chen Feng. This person was different from Luo San. Once he came to his senses, he directly grabbed the long sword floating in front of Chen Feng, and swung it fiercely.

The extremely sharp blade instantly split Chen Feng's neck in two, leaving only a little bit of flesh connecting his head and body.

Blood spurted out from the cut, and many people in the square subconsciously closed their eyes.

"Cough...cough..." Chen Feng hadn't completely lost his supporting nerves, his muscles were pulled, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, blood spurted out of his mouth, and the last bit of luster in his eyes disappeared.

Author's gossip: Thank you for your support, okay!