Red Heart Survey

Jiang Wang flew quickly in the shower.

Rumble.

Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky.

The rain hit his body, and the thunder light occasionally reflected his expressionless face.

His whole body was drenched by the cold rain, and he didn't even think of using Dao Yuan to resist. He is preoccupied.

The sky and the earth are dark, and the surrounding fields are gloomy.

On this rainy night, he felt a cold loneliness.

Kill Dong A, he should be carefree.

In particular, Dong A, as Zhuang Guo's deputy prime minister, is the core figure in the rear of Zhuang Guo. Once he is assassinated and killed, it is likely to affect the entire battle of Zhuang Yong.

At that time, Zhuang Gaoxian, Du Ruhui, and Huangfu duanming them, maybe they will all die!

But at the same time, probably not many of the 300,000 soldiers of Zhuang Kingdom who fought on the battlefield of Yong Kingdom could come back alive.

Jiang Wang was conflicted in his heart.

And he wasn't happy either.

Dong A is the only teacher he has ever recognized, from unfamiliarity, awe, to trust.

He was very determined to kill Dong A, and in the end he did kill him himself.

But not very fun.

The front is rain, the back is rain, and my heart is empty.

Walking through the wind and rain, the whole world seems to have only the sound of rain, and even the heartbeat is drowned.

At this moment, he missed Jiang An'an terribly. When he was separated from the whole world, Jiang An'an became his only connection with the present world.

"Hahahahaha...you are not qualified yet, ask me to explain!"

Dong A's wild laughter seemed to still ring in his ears.

"Hahahahaha..."

No... no!

It seemed to be really ringing.

The laughter seemed to really go on.

That laughter rang from the bottom of my heart!

Jiang Wang was startled, looking back at his abnormality, he immediately thought of Jiang Yan. He was always on guard, the Jiang Yan who was always on guard.

But in Tongtian Palace, that dark candle was so peaceful. And when he was fighting Dong A, he saw with his own eyes that both Jiang Yan and Dong A's Xiang Guoyin were wounded.

At that time, Jiang Yan had already been beaten without a sound, so he shouldn't be able to recover so quickly.

Jiang Wang spread out the sea of ​​soul flowers, covered the candles, and summoned a group of snakes to swim in the sea of ​​flowers. If there is any change in Jiang Yan, he will not hesitate to tear his face with him at this moment, as a matter of life and death.

"Hahahahaha..."

Ming Zhu remained silent.

But Dong Ah's voice is still there.

Why is he already dead, but still hear his voice!

Why... the ghost lingers!

Jiang Wang stopped at a high altitude in the heavy rain, his eyes were bloodshot at some point.

"Dong A!"

he yelled.

"Dong A! Come out for me!"

"I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

"I am going to kill you!"

"I'm going to kill you again!"

The sound could not travel very far on a rainy night, and was soon blocked by the sound of rain.

"Hahahahaha..." Dong A's wild laughter sounded again.

Dong A... Dong A...

Where are you?

The star-wrapping python seldom swirls away from the star river, shuttling around in Tongtian Palace. Daomai True Spirit is looking for anomalies in Tongtian Palace.

Dong A... where is he hiding?

The soul jumped into the First Inner Palace, and hundreds of hidden snakes shuttled through each room.

can't find...can't find...

Dong A was still laughing wildly.

His damn laughter is still going on!

"ah!"

Jiang Wang held his head, his headache was splitting.

He rolls in the air.

"Dong Ah!!!"

Jiang Wang opened his bloodshot eyes, and suddenly saw a figure appear in the torrential rain.

He was wearing a black Tenglong Taoist robe, with a serious face and a short beard.

He said, "Dao card death fight, start!"

"ah!"

When Jiang Wang punched, the figure was disillusioned, and the fist only touched the rain. The rain was icy cold.

Headache……

The headache is killing me.

Jiang Wang clenched his fists, his nails embedded in the flesh.

He turned around abruptly!

The middle-aged man with a serious face appeared in front of him again. Sitting upright in the air: "From now on, you can call yourself a disciple in front of me."

"Go to hell!"

Jiang Wang pointed at the sword and said, "Taking you as my teacher is the most regretful thing in my life!"

The sharp sword energy cut the heavy rain curtain, but it was unable to usher in the light. That figure, however, was shattered again.

Jiang Wang, you have to calm down. Jiang Wang, you have to calm down!

Jiang Wang endured the severe pain and hatred, and shouted to himself with the last reason. Keep calling out to yourself.

But Dong A's figure appeared in front of him again.

Stretching out his index finger, a blue spike emerged from the tip of his finger, and he casually taught, "A mid-level C-level Dao technique to swallow poisonous thorns. This Taoism is very practical and can be used at the intermediate level."

"Use it in your coffin!" Jiang Wangfei ran forward and raised his knee angrily.

The figure collapsed into a black shadow, flowing like water.

Turned a few times in the air, then suddenly twisted and turned into an old man with black hair.

It's Du Ruhui!

Du Ruhui looked at him quietly: "Don't you want to kill me? Come!"

Something's wrong... something's wrong...

The faint rationality in his heart was telling Jiang Wang that all this was not good. Something is wrong.

But seeing Du Ruhui's hypocritical and hateful face, Jiang Wang rushed over desperately. Punches, kicks, knees, elbows... the face was shattered again, only the rain continued.

What went wrong...

Jiang Wang thought hard.

And the general appeared.

Huangfu Duanming was wearing heavy armor, holding a Guan knife, and appeared in his eyes: "Everyone in a city will die when they die. If a certain family fights for a lifetime, what will kill more than this? What can you do!"

"Ho! Ho... Ho!" Jiang Wang panted, panting hard: "I will kill you, I will kill you sooner or later!"

The Huangfu Duanming in front of him turned into a dragon-robed Zhuang Gaoxian again. He stood with his hands behind his back, dignified and domineering: "The three thousand miles of mountains and rivers in Zhuangguo belong to me. Surnames are all ruled by me. Why don’t you let go of the small and the big? What kind of thing are you, dare to point fingers at me?”

"The mountains and rivers of the Zhuang Kingdom are shared by the people of the Zhuang Kingdom, not yours alone!"

Jiang Wang staggered and stood still in mid-air, and rushed forward: "Anyone has his own life, whoever allows you to give it up!"

And Zhuang Gaoxian, who turned into a black shadow, didn't hide or evade this time, and came straight to him!

Blend with Jiang Wang!

"Hate!"

"Hate!"

Jiang Wang heard his own voice saying this.

In a bone-piercing coldness, he suddenly understood many things.

In Fenglin's death zone, hatred overwhelmed morality for the first time, so there was a trip to Wangjiang City to forcefully challenge the Deadwood Jue.

Hatred overwhelmed reason, that's why he left Yunguo on New Year's Eve, took the risk of coming to Zhuangguo to get chestnuts from the fire, and beheaded Dong A.

It turned out that without knowing it, he had already been eroded by hatred!

The black shadow crashed into his body, Jiang Wang's eyes turned white, and he fell straight from the sky!

Before losing consciousness, his last thought came to him——

If this is his inner demon, then Jiang Yan... what is it?

...

In the same rainy night.

In the south of Xin'an City, a figure wrapped in flames streaked across the rain curtain like a shooting star.

In the north of Xin'an City, a drenched teenager fell into the sky with his head in his arms.

And to the north, where the torrential rain could not cover, was the figure of Lin Zhengren flying fast.