God Killer

() "Cultivators are like tools, you can use them however you want, when they don't work, just throw them away, you are kind, if it were me, I would throw away all these useless tools Burn the fire. Although they speak the same language and breathe the same air as us, they are definitely not our kind. For things that are not the same kind, don't use a little sympathy for them. Your sympathy for them will be exchanged for What matters is the cruelty they will treat you one day in the future, this world is as dirty as the stones in a cesspit, don't expect a pure white lotus to be born in the cesspit." Looking at the changing light in Tu Jun's eyes , Zhou Fang narrowed his eyes and said lightly.

"For those cultivators, use them when they are available, and raise them when they are not available, but you must hold on to their pigtails. If you can't grasp them, you must destroy them and treat them as It's a wolf, not a dog. Dogs bark most, and wolves can eat people when they get angry. It's a terrible thing to know that a cultivator is really desperate to assassinate."

Tu Jun understood this quite well, and nodded. In ancient times, chivalry and martial arts were banned, and immortals used strange powers and gods to control the world. Even kings had to prostrate at the feet of immortals, so immortals are all ordinary people. Enemy, Tu Jun never doubted this.

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Nalan Jinfeng returned to her car with a gloomy face. She didn't believe Zhou Fang's words at all, but she had to cooperate with Zhou Fang, she had no right to choose at all.

After all, if Zhou Fang turned to the evil side, it would be a nightmare for her, including Dracula.

After all, what Zhou Fang owns is a state machine. When a few hundred immortal cultivators face the state machine, they are completely like a cart. In the past, hundreds of immortal cultivators could destroy a country, but now, when firearms become common After becoming the symbol of previous civilizations, the cultivators began to feel lonely.

In fact, for Nalan Jinfeng at this time, she is not interested in dreams of restoring the country at all. The only thing that interests her is to give birth to the child in her stomach safely, and the other is to cut her into pieces He became the master of the sinful and poisonous sect.

There were two men sitting in the front row of the car, both of whom were Nalan Jinfeng's bodyguards. The driver of the car was an ordinary-looking man in his 30s, who didn't look like anything special. The man in a black suit had an aura. Relatively calm, seems very suitable for the job.

The driver said in front, "Miss, where are we going?"

Nalan Jinfeng was silent for a moment and then said: "Change the car, let's go back!"

Compared with the calm man sitting in the main driver, the one sitting in the co-pilot is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old mixed race boy.

A face that has not been fully opened has a little childishness that has not been taken off, but an unspeakable gloomy atmosphere covers up this childishness, leaving people with a kind of dullness and coldness.

With a head of soft and curly brown and reddish half-length hair, black eye circles and lips that look like eyeshadow, and a pair of brown eyeballs, there is a black prophecy tattooed on the neck.No matter how you look at such a guy, he seems to be a non-mainstream person who has never learned well since he was a child, and is an existence abandoned by society.

There is also a glass bottle hanging around his waist, inside is yellow oil, and two things, one black and one white, seem to be soaked in the oil, but unfortunately the oil is muddy, and the two things inside cannot be seen clearly.

There was an evil aura everywhere on this person. Sitting there, the air in the carriage seemed to be frozen, as if the entire carriage was filled with grease.

So much so that the driver always pulls his collar unnaturally in the driving seat. It is definitely a disaster to get along with this big boy. Even in this cold winter, he still feels suffocated when he opens the car window to the maximum. There is always a feeling of being filled with oil in the nasal cavity and mouth, and even the skin is always greasy, as if it is covered with oil.

The driver glanced at the big boy who was half-lying sideways in the co-pilot, his eyes were slightly squinted with dark circles, and he couldn't tell whether he was sleeping or awake.

The driver couldn't open the window. After all, Nalan Jinfeng was behind. If it was too cold, Nalan Jinfeng, who had a child in his belly, would be frozen.

But staying in this car, there is indeed a sense of suffocation, and every breath seems to be completed with great effort.

The driver took a weary breath, glanced at Nalan Jinfeng in the rearview mirror, then picked up the mobile phone, and called the vehicle behind Nalan Jinfeng, who was faintly protecting Nalan Jinfeng, to change cars.

"Miss, what happened? Are those guys unreliable?" the driver asked.

Nalan Jinfeng squinted his eyes slightly and said: "It's not that they are unreliable, but the people around them are unreliable."

The driver was taken aback when he heard the words, and then he didn't know how to continue. The people around him are unreliable?There are very few people who can serve by Nalan Jinfeng's side, and he is one of them. Does this mean him?

"Miss, that..."

"I'm not talking about you."

The driver relaxed a little when he heard that, and looked at the unreliable big boy on the co-pilot.

It stands to reason that this big boy is Uncle Lin's youngest son, they all hang out with Uncle Lin, Uncle Lin is very righteous, and they all have a passion for Uncle Lin.

This strangely dressed man just came to Nalan Jinfeng's side. His father is Uncle Lin. Uncle Lin died while protecting Nalan Jinfeng not long ago. They came to hunt down Zheng Xian, who knows In the end, for some reason, a guy with tattoos all over his body was drawn out. As a result, they escaped in a panic, and Uncle Lin was killed by a man with tattoos all over his body at that time. He came, but was sent out by the eldest lady to handle errands, and the younger son rushed back from the United States three days ago to inherit his father's behest and continue to protect Nalan Jinfeng.

No matter how you say it, as elders, or in terms of their personal relationship with Uncle Lin, they should take care of this child, but this child has an evil spirit all over him, which makes him dare not get close at all, showing indifference everywhere, It's like a porcupine covered in thorns. Such a guy is born without the need for others to take care of him.If you treat him well, he might stab you all over in the blink of an eye.

The eldest lady said that the people around her are unreliable, does it mean this guy?

Nalan Jinfeng knew what the driver was thinking, and said: "It may not be from our side, you all came back from the United States with me, those guys who were spies, no matter how long their hands were, they didn't pay attention to me Shen, I'm talking about Dracula's side, there are so many people lurking in this country on his side, it's inevitable that there are too many people."

The driver heaved a sigh of relief. No matter who the young lady suspects, as long as it is her own person, it is not a good thing for everyone. Who wants spies in their home?So doubting others is the best thing to do!

Then the driver smiled and said, "I thought you were talking about me, miss."

Nalan Jinfeng ignored this guy and continued to meditate.

The driver also wisely stopped talking and focused on following the vehicle in front.

When there are very few vehicles on this kind of road, it is definitely very difficult to track a car, so the fire light and the car in front are far enough away, one in front and one behind, keeping close to each other. occasional encounters.Fortunately, the driver is also an immortal cultivator, with amazing eyesight, and can completely track the person from a distance of a thousand meters, but it will not work when encountering uphill or downhill or uneven roads.

Such a distance can easily be thrown away by the opponent, but there is no way.

In fact, not long after, Nalan Jinfeng could no longer follow her.

A helicopter ahead suddenly took off.

The other party is the existence of controlling a huge spy organization, and the experience in anti-stalking is frighteningly rich, and it is difficult to track them.

Nalan Jinfeng had no choice but to order the driver to turn into another fork. After all, the two sides still have to cooperate, and it would not be beneficial for everyone to tear their faces at this time.

Nalan Jinfeng watched the plane flying farther and farther, and could only sigh in awe.

At this time, the big boy sitting on the co-pilot seemed to have just woken up, with a pair of eternally dull eyes, squinting to watch the plane above his head gradually go away, as if the sun was too glaring first, he stretched out his hand to cover his face.

The big boy twitched his nose, and suddenly said, "You want to know where that guy went?"

Nalan Jinfeng looked at this big boy who was full of evil spirits and looked like a bohemian bad boy and a non-mainstream boy.

"Lin Chen, do you have a solution?" Nalan Jinfeng asked.

The boy named Lin Chen twitched his nose, turned his head, and stared at Nalan Jinfeng with a pair of eyes that would never wake up. Then the boy's head continued to move forward, his nose kept sniffing, and finally almost stuck to Nalan Jinfeng. On Jinfeng's clothes, he sniffed up and down.

The driver in front couldn't get into a rage, and yelled, "Bastard, what the hell are you doing?" He stretched out his hand and grabbed Lin Chen's neck.

But Lin Chen pressed his face with one hand and directly returned to the driving seat.

Immediately, waves of vitality erupted from the driver, at this moment Nalan Jinfeng said: "Xiao Zhang, it's fine, let's see what he can do."

The driver called Xiao Zhang finally withdrew his vitality. At this time, Lin Chen's nose stopped on Nalan Jinfeng's thigh, and then Lin Chen reached out and pinched a soft stick on Nalan Jinfeng's thigh. hair.

This hair is only a few centimeters long, and it is soft like Lin Chen's hair, but it is not the brown-red color of Lin Chen's, and Lin Chen's hair is not so short.

Lin Chen pinched this hair with two fingers, and sat back in the co-pilot. Xiao Zhang looked at Lin Chen with puzzled eyes. If this guy can't make a name for himself, he will definitely make him pay the price, even if it is Uncle Lin's son. It didn't work either.

Lin Chen pinched this hair and asked, "Is this the guy you're looking for?"

Nalan Jinfeng took a closer look, recalled Zhou's hair, nodded and said, "Yes."

Lin Chen glanced at the driver, twitched his nose, stretched his hand over Xiao Zhang's body, and pressed the one-button drop window button on the driver's seat to fully open the four windows.

Xiao Zhang's face was full of dissatisfaction. If he wanted to drop the window, could he just say a word?Is it enough to lie on top of him?

As the windows opened, cold air instantly poured into the cab from the four windows.It was one of the coldest days of the year at this time, and the cold wind made Xiao Zhang shiver slightly.

However, the cold air made Xiao Zhang feel very comfortable, at least the feeling of greasy mouth and almost suffocation was relieved.