Paradise of Demonic Gods

Under the blue sky and white clouds, it is an endless sea.

The fishing boat floated slowly on the sea, and Caroline Onassis looked at the report in his hands.

"You said, the old woman did not respond?"

In front of her, a black man said: "Yes, I am afraid that as the rumors say, this grandson is not to be seen by Li Shuanghua."

"Cut, I will say, Li Frosthua's cold-blooded old woman, how could she give up the chance to get close to the Witch King for a nasty grandson." Caroline shook his head and said, "What the old guys said, I When can I go back?"

"It still takes a week. In a week, no matter whether Li Shuanghua has responded or not, we have to deal with the kid."

"A week?" Caroline screamed: "Do you want me to stay in a ghost place where there is no network, no mobile phone, no TV?"

On the forehead of Dahan, there was constant cold sweat and whispered: "This is the meaning of the Presbyterian Church..."

"A bunch of idiots, old people don't die, waste, garbage..." Caroline shouted: "Who is such a stupid note, my lovely sister? Or my uncle who is full of brains?"

No one answered, at this time Caroline is like a screaming lioness, no one dares to answer her words from beginning to end.

Caroline took a sip and looked at the shivering man in front of her eyes and suddenly asked, "Is that kid awake?"

......

In the darkness of nothingness, the purple light shines in the endless distance.

"what do you want?"

Fang Xingjian shouted: "Who are you?"

The voice ignored him, just continued: "What do you want?"

"I want strength, I want the power of invincible in the world! Have you given me?"

"what do you want?"

"Cut." Fang Xingjian shook his head. He dreamed of the purple fire every day for a few days, but the other party asked him what he wanted, no matter what he answered.

The next moment, the cold sea water was drenched from head to toe.

The pain came from the right hand.

Fang Xingjian slowly opened his eyes.

A black woman is looking at him with a cruel gaze, as if a tiger was looking at his food.

"Hehehehe, Fang Xingjian, are you awake?"

Fang Xingjian looked at the right hand that was constantly coming from the pain. When he saw his bare little finger and a layer of gauze on the bread, a trace of sputum appeared in his eyes, and his little finger was cut off.

"No way, always have something to prove our determination to your grandmother." Caroline went to Fang Xingjian and touched his cheek and said: "Unfortunately, the old woman really doesn't like you."

Fang Xingjian stared at her and asked, "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Caroline snorted and said: "My name is Caroline Onassis. As for us to find you? In fact, the matter is very simple. The black witch king intends to accept the apprentice, but the candidate now has two, one is Fang Xingchen, One is Doris-Onassis.

And the old ghost is only willing to accept an apprentice. ”

Fang Xingjian looked at Caroline coldly and said: "You want to threaten Li Shuanghua through me? I have to say that this is really a step."

"Ha ha ha ha." Caroline smiled: "Not bad, this is indeed a step of the game, we sent the letter and your finger to her, she did not react at all.

However, this is only one step in many blows. In the next week, your business, site and personnel will be hit in all directions, and the old woman will not be able to support it. ”

"I am just unlucky?" Fang Xingjian smiled bitterly: "You are not only trying to take away the position of the black witch king disciple, you want to squeeze the family to the top five families?"

"Hey, the strength of Fangjia has long been unworthy with us, but it still occupies so many industries that it can't keep. This is not good. Not only other big families, but also several multinational groups, politics. The group is eyeing the party.

We are the first to do it, but definitely not the last one. Caroline's fingers smashed on the shoulders of Fang Xingjian: "Then guess, I will kill you?" ”

During the speech, her fingers crossed, as if the blade had flashed, and a large piece of flesh was directly removed from the shoulder of Fang Xingjian.

A scream broke out from the mouth of Fang Xingjian. He stared at Caroline in front of him and said coldly, "You are a madman."

"Ha ha ha ha ha." He rubbed the blood on his finger and laughed loudly: "I have to have some fun in this boring sea."

I saw Caroline’s hands slamming, the air in the room was so fierce, and the numerous airflows rubbed against each other to make a loud bang, just like a horse galloping and the waterfall flowing backwards.

‘A wide range of air shocks? ‘Fang Xingjian’s eyes are condensed: ‘is the second career of Onassis’s family, is it an atmospheric walker? ’

On the other side of Caroline's face, there was a feeling of perversion, and Fang Xingjian shouted: "If you have a painful word, you must call it out. You must call it out."

In the next moment, countless roads flowed into swords, and they kept rubbing, making a sharp scream, and then shot toward Fang Xingjian.

In a flash, Fang Xingjian felt like he was being sentenced to Ling Chi, like tens of thousands of knives drilling on his body at the same time.

The sound of the cymbal sounded non-stop, and the blood was brought out of the atmosphere like a mist, and it was scattered throughout the space.

Caroline allowed blood to spill on his body, dyeing his clothes and skin.

"Call, cry, enjoy it."

There was a distorted satisfaction on her face, and her eyes gradually became blurred.

"My dear sister, do you think that you have been a disciple of the Black Witch King, can you overpower me?"

"I won't let you go."

"Nobody wants to escape from my palm."

Fang Xing's face is distorted, his mouth is open, and his screams are screaming.

"Haha, guess how much we spent on buying your friends?"

"What about the woman called Jessica?"

"Five million dollars, she agreed to bring you."

"You really have no popularity."

While leaving a trace of scratch on the body of Fang Xingjian, Caroline's voice is like the scream of the banshee, and is constantly introduced into the ears of Fang Xingjian.

"Oh, Fang Xingjian, you never know how your mother died?"

Fang Xingjian is full of blood and his head is lifted up. Like a beast, the eyelids are staring at Caroline. It seems that they want to swallow the other side.

"Ha ha ha, yes, yes, yes, that's the look."

"Speak up, do you think that your second visit is for you, is this going to let you go?"

"It’s naive. He is trying to abolish the apostles of his nephew, and to pave the way for the future of the family."

Caroline laughed and shouted: "And your mother, hahahaha, but the genius who completed the second turn at the age of 16 will die hard? Tell you, your mother is alive by your grandmother. dead.

Hey, you know? You have been destined to be a tragedy since birth. ”

"Impossible." Fang Xingjian yelled: "I don't believe it. Yes, you were born 16 years ago. My mother was only 16 years old. How could he turn twice? You are lying!"

"Haha, do you think that the earth was really someone who went to the miracle world 16 years ago?"

Caroline is obviously a veteran of torture. Every blow brings great pain and least damage to Fang Xingjian, and people will not die or stun in endless pain.

What is even more terrible is her language. Her words are like poisonous daggers. Every sentence is deeply penetrated into the heart of Fang Xingjian, from his life, his birth, his mother, his friends, from each The aspect continues to afflict his mind.

Two hours later, Caroline paused breathlessly, and her cheeks still had an exuberant blush, and I swept the square star sword smugly, and then I walked toward the door.

At the same time, she ordered: "Treat him, continue tomorrow."

"Wait." Fang Xingjian raised his head. His body was almost intact. It was like a rag toy that was worn by people. At this moment, he struggled to look up and looked at Caroline. My mother, how did it die?"

"Hehehehe, I have already told you the answer. If you don't believe it, what is the solution?"

For the next seven days, Fang Xingjian suffered from Carolyn's inhumane torture every day. At the beginning, he would face and scream, but in the last few days, he almost lost his strength.

A few blacks put a square star sword without a piece of good meat on the deck. Caroline looked at the gray-eyed, unresponsive Fang Xingjian and shook his head and said, "It’s really boring."

" throw him into the sea."

The black guard on the side said: "Adult, are you cutting your head and throwing it away?"

"Idiot, we are coming from the East China Sea. It is a miracle world. You think he can live like this." Caroline said: "The nearest coastline is at least two hundred kilometers.

What's more, let him see that he is slowly being beaten by the sea, slowly swallowed by the fish, and died in loneliness and despair, isn't it more beautiful? ”

The black people around him shook like a cold, looked at Fang Xingjian with a pity, and lifted him up again.

With a splash, Fang Xingjian was thrown directly into the sea.

Caroline smiled: "Okay, I can finally go back to Earth."

......

In the sea that is also sinking and floating, Fang Xingjian's cockroaches have a burst of pain that is enough to make people shock.

He felt as if he had been cut into pieces and then squirmed into the blender. When he felt himself breathing into the air again, a wave of sea otters passed into his nose.

But at this time Fang Xingjian did not care about this. In his mind, only the black bottomless despair and the endless anger burned in his heart.

‘I’m not willing... I’m not willing. ’

‘Caroline Onassis, this skunk/son! ’

Faces flashed in his mind, and each name jumped in his eyes. The pain in the body was not as good as the pain in the heart. The Fang Xing sword, which is getting weaker and weaker, completely sinks into hatred. in.

"Why is it me? For---------I!"

With the outbreak of hatred, anger, and despair, the purple flames on Fang Xingjian are becoming more and more obvious.

The next moment, the purple flame slammed from his back and burned his entire body in a short time, turning him into a fireman.

But the flame was burning, but it was like the phantom, but it did not react.

"I am going to die?"

The pain of being burned by the flames did not come. Instead, it was a numbness, and the feeling of itching spread under the shackles of Fang Xingjian. He felt that his injury seemed to be stabilized and would no longer die.

"What is this?" Looking at the purple flame on his body, Fang Xing's eyes flashed a hint of surprise.

His physical injury continued to heal under the burning of the purple flame. Even the small fingers that had been cut off were proliferating at a very high speed, and they grew up again at a speed visible to the naked eye.