While running, Wang Changxiang's hair stood on end.

His good combat qualities allowed him to quickly execute Daojue and be ready to take action immediately.

Of course he couldn't leave just like that, but directly bumped into each other!

Hitting the door panel.

Crashed into the bedroom.

But there was no one else in the bedroom, no villain as he imagined holding his brother hostage.

My brother was the only one in the room.

At that time, he was curled up into a ball and huddled on the bed.

His hands were clasped behind his head, but they were covered in blood, and there were... a few orange hairs on them.

Xiaotanger's fluff.

Wang Changxiang let go of Dao Jue, rushed to the bed, and supported him: "Brother, brother! What's wrong with you?"

Wang Changji's entire face wrinkled up, becoming ferocious and twisted. He squeezed hard against the wall and waved his hands in front of him, trying to drive away his younger brother.

"Don't come over! Don't come over..."

He was almost crying, almost begging.

He roared again, roaring: "Get out of here! Get away!"

"Brother! What's wrong with you? Don't scare me!" Wang Changxiang grabbed his flailing hands and said with tears, regardless of the blood stains: "What happened? We two brothers will face it together."

"ah."

Wang Changxiang heard this sound.

It seemed like he was sighing something, but also like he was releasing something.

Then he felt the hands that were holding him being held back.

Brother's hands are so cold.

He saw Wang Changji raise his head from hiding and looking at him quietly.

All the distortion and struggle on his face disappeared, and he returned to calmness and tranquility.

And his voice became extremely cold, without any warmth or fluctuation.

"Time is up."

He said.

The cold and turbulent power rushed in from the position where his hands touched almost immediately, and Wang Changxiang's instinctive Dao Yuan defense collapsed at the first touch!

He felt that his blood had solidified, his Dao Yuan had solidified, and his thoughts began to solidify.

He moved his lips, trying to pronounce the last syllable. "Brother..."

But the voice also solidified.

Along with breathing.

Wang Changji let go of his hand, and Wang Changxiang fell to the ground in front of him.

The limbs are spread out, the head is raised to the sky, and the last look in his eyes is very calm.

No one knows what he was thinking at the last moment.

Wang Changji stood up, pulled up the sheets, and slowly wiped the blood on his hands. There was no trace of sadness in his eyes. In other words, from this moment on, he had lost all emotion.

He started walking out.

Wang Changxiang's body was lying in front.

He raised his feet to cross over.

But when he raised his foot halfway, he took it back again.

He noticed a small delicate bottle hanging on Wang Changxiang's belt.

The breath in that bottle makes a being like him feel precious.

He bent down slightly, reached out and took off the bottle.

The bottle has its name Tumai Spiritual Liquid on it.

Wang Changji straightened up, stepped over the corpse, and continued walking out.

There was no expression on his face.

But don't know why.

Eyes are crying.

…

…

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Those ferocious beasts are all going crazy! Even the monster beasts!"

"Hurry up and summon Xin'an City!"

"The communication circle is out of order and the news cannot be spread!"

On Feilai Peak, the boiling emotions calmed down for a moment.

Everyone understands what this means.

When Sun Hengqing suppressed Shubi Peak, Zhuang Ting was not prepared for it, or in other words, Zhuang Ting also had a conflicting attitude. The monks guarding Shubi Peak did not receive orders and did not dare to reveal their identity without permission and confront the city lord of a region head-on.

They thought that the surging beast tide would eventually push back the Sanshan City team, but no one expected that Sun Heng would go upstream and fight with all his energy to defeat the beast tide alone.

Yuheng Peak was in danger of overturning for the first time, and the dignified Prime Minister Du Ruhui personally came forward to stop Dou Yuemei.

But I didn't expect that someone would take advantage of the county court competition and Du Ruhui was in Xin'an to destroy Yuheng Peak.

Now there is only one Feilai Peak left in the Three Mountains City.

It is true that within the territory of Zhuang Kingdom, there are many places where ferocious beasts' lairs are hidden, which are used to breed monster beasts.

However, lairs at the level of Feilai Peak are almost strategic resources, and losing any one of them is a huge loss.

That's why a strong person like Du Ruhui would go there in person many times.

Zhuang Guo cannot afford the loss.

"Someone! Someone is coming!"

"Are they from the White Bone Way or from the Yong Kingdom?"

There are ferocious beasts rioting inside, the monsters are going crazy, and there are enemies attacking outside, quickly breaking through the defenses.

Trapped alone, with no way to call for help.

They couldn't even tell exactly where the enemy was coming from because it all happened so suddenly.

There was no preparation in advance and no clues.

Someone covered this up.

In the midst of such excitement and hustle and bustle, in such panic.

A monk from the Criminal Investigation Department killed himself with his sword without saying anything!

Blood spurted out from the cut throat, splattering the face of the person opposite him.

Every monk stationed at Feilai Peak has his life soul bound to a secret method. Once he dies, there will be an immediate response from Xin'an City.

He had no other choice but to die and be summoned.

The monk whose face was suddenly splashed with blood suddenly wiped his cheek, drew his sword and rushed down the mountain.

"Kill! Kill them!"

"Before the Prime Minister arrives, we can't let them break any further!"

Except for those few monks who had been trying to repair the formation, almost all the monks stationed here roared and charged down the mountain collectively.

These monks are all affiliated with the Criminal Division, but no one will remember their names. They also wear the uniforms of the Criminal Division, but there is no directory of them in the Criminal Division.

Because they are performing such a secret mission and doing things that they themselves are not willing to do.

They carry shame and guilt, but also look up to pride and pride.

They harm innocent people and protect the future of Zhuang Country.

What kind of people are they?

What will history say?

That may or may not be important.

The time has come, the matter has come to this, there is only one killing.

I am condescending and have nothing to lose!
To be continued...