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Chapter 121 Please, Just Let Him Die
Chapter 121 Please, Just Let Him Die
Dickon hated blades.
He hated that Blade had ruined everything about him.
Dreams of immortality, greater power, and the desire to rule the world.
Obviously he created the Blade Warrior with his own hands, but in the end it was him who destroyed everything he owned.
Therefore, Dickon is willing to use all methods to hurt the blade, no matter the method is dirty or shameless.
……
"where is she."
Blade's voice was cold, without any fluctuations.This is not what Deacon wants to see.
Stretching his hands to the ground, Dickon had a crazy smile on his face: "It's here! It's here!"
He laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Ridiculous guy, Daofeng! You just blew her up with your own hands! Hahahaha!"
Daofeng still had no expression on his face, as if he had known about this for a long time, he was still staring at Dickon coldly.
It may be that there is a lot of rain falling into his mouth from laughing up to the sky, or it may be that Dickon, who has been acting in a one-man show, has been a little embarrassed because the blade has not cooperated.
He stopped laughing, and stared at Daofeng with the same gaze, and then chuckled softly: "Heh...you, you know this."
Dao Feng finally spoke: "I do know. I just don't know whether I should kill her, or... I don't know if I will have the courage to stab her."
The tip of the knife lifted and pointed at Dickon. "Those bombs gave me the best way. I don't know if she's in the Temple or not. Maybe I do. It doesn't matter."
Suddenly, Dao Feng smiled: "The important thing is that I didn't pierce her heart with my own hands, but..."
"I can pierce you!!!"
A roar.Blade held a knife to kill Dickon, every cut seemed to be saying something, expressing something, and venting something.A knife is heavier than a knife, and a knife is faster than a knife.
puff……
The long knife was picked up, cut through the falling raindrops, and cut off one of Dickon's arms.
"what!…………"
Howling in pain and falling into the rain, Dickon clutched his shoulders and watched his arms turn into ashes in the rain.
The samurai sword with the blade was specially prepared for vampires, and Dickon's wound was like being sprinkled with salt, and the pain was extremely painful.
With only one dare, Dickon gritted his teeth and stood up.
He just didn't want to show his weak side in front of the blade.
"You despicable, lowly creature..."
Dickon scolded in a low voice: "You are just a toy I created!"
It may be that cutting off Dickon's arm put Blade in a particularly good mood, and he talked more.
"Sorry, your toy chopped off your arm."
"Ahhhhh!!"
Dickon waved his only remaining arm and frantically attacked the blade, shouting loudly and scratching indiscriminately.
Dao Feng was very calm, just dodging with ease with the knife hanging down.
It's like playing with a child.
"You... ah!!!"
He stumbled and grabbed it hard, but was dodged by Dao Feng lightly. Dickon turned around and looked at Dao Feng, cursing, and only said half a sentence.In the dark rainy night, the silver knife flashed, and another arm flew up.
Falling into the rain again, Dickon lay on his stomach in the rain, coughing and choking on the muddy water, screaming and scolding in pain.
Dao Feng stood aside now, quietly watching Dickon who tried to stand up again and again, and fell back into the water again and again, squinting his eyes slightly with a complicated expression.
Kneeling on the ground with strong support, the imbalance after losing both arms and the lack of necessary support made it difficult for Dickon to even stand up.
Struggling to raise one leg to stand up, one foot kicked on his back and stepped him into the water.
Dickon, still cursing, told Blade to kill him quickly.
But Dao Feng kept holding the knife, and did not make a move for a long time.
Maybe it was tired from scolding, maybe the injury was too serious, or maybe it was choked by the rain.Dickon gradually stopped cursing.
The foot that had been stepping on his back moved away. Before Dickon could react, he was kicked heavily on the shoulder. With a cry of pain, he was kicked out and landed on the ground again.
This time, it was heads up.
Stepping on the rain, Dao Feng came over, looked at Dickon who was panting loudly, and put the knife in the sheath behind his back.
Then, take out two small, slender wooden sticks with sharp ends from inside the clothes.
"Do you know what this is, Dickon?"
Dickon was so painful that he couldn't open his eyes, he could only curse indiscriminately.
Blade didn't expect him to answer himself either.
Throwing it up and catching it, Dao Feng said: "The devil you mentioned gave me this, made of peach trees. He said that in his hometown, it was specially used to deal with you. Well, good stuff!"
Catch the spinning small wooden stick that was thrown flying again, hold it with the blade, and stab it directly on Dickon's shoulder, with great force, it penetrates to the ground.
Then, another one, another shoulder.
Dickon was nailed to the ground by the blade.
Looking at Dickon's kicking legs and wide open mouth, Blade asked, "Come and guess, guess, what else did he give me?"
He reached into his bosom, and the blade took out from his bosom...
A handful of garlic.
"Originally, I wanted to use garlic essence. You see, I prepared it for you. But that was too fast."
Putting away the garlic essence, the blade picked off the first garlic clove: "Leon is right, this is the most satisfying and comfortable way!"
Pinching Dickon's mouth, which kept shaking his head, the blade stuffed the first garlic clove, then the second, the third...and stabbed it in with a stick, and the fourth...
After the seventh garlic clove was pierced in, Dickon finally turned into flying ash in pain, and was washed away by the rain, leaving only two wooden sticks nailed to the ground.
He stretched out his hand to pull out the peach stick, but the moment he touched the peach stick, the blade hesitated for a moment.
never mind.
Withdrawing the idea of taking away the peach stick and keeping it as a commemoration of killing Dickon, Blade gave a light smile in relief, and stood up.After taking a last look at the two sticks and the rainwater all over the ground, he turned and left.
....................................
After waiting for a long time at the place agreed with Leon, the blade did not wait for Leon.
He thought it would be Lyon who arrived first and waited for him here.
In any case, Dao Feng didn't believe that such a strong Leon would be defeated by Gao Tiannu, but it still made Dao Feng murmur just because he couldn't wait.
In desperation, he had no choice but to take the initiative to go out and look for Leon.
After walking out with the knife for 5 minutes, Daofeng heard something somewhere.
Carefully peeling back the dripping bushes, what Blade saw was...
A Leon was feeding Gao Tiannu, who was tied up, and a group of people with green light in their hands were treating him!
There is also a laptop computer in front of him who doesn't know what is playing.
Walking over suspiciously: "You are..."
"Oh! You solved it! Wait a minute, the broadcast will be over in just over a minute!"
What Lyon fed Gao Tiannu must not be delicious food, otherwise he wouldn't have been smoking like he was on fire.
But what about this computer?
Looking closer, on the computer screen, a dark-skinned... man with dyed red hair, seductive make-up, sexy clothing, is twisting his body alluringly.
"Ah...this..."
The expression was unprecedentedly wonderful, Dao Feng took a step back, tightened his nose, twisted his facial features, and said painfully: "You keep showing him this?!"
Turning his head to look, Gao Tiannu's eyelids were glued to his forehead with tape, and he couldn't even close his eyes!
"who said it!"
Leon didn't want to.
"There are also audition shows, earthy videos, awkward dance contests, and wonderful clips of car accident idol dramas... There are so many good things!"
Dao Feng thought he would be as ruthless as Leon after he ate garlic for Dickon, but he didn't expect it!
He almost scratched the sole of his shoe with his foot just listening to it. For the first time in his life, Dao Feng pleaded for a vampire: "Leon, you should kill him!"
Gao Tiannu's eyes were already dull, and there was a faint light in his eyes again, and he made some meaningless sounds.
"That's it."
Seeing that Gao Tiannu didn't seem to feel the pain anymore, and the video was almost over, Leon waved his hand to tell the clone to stop feeding him garlic, lemon and fermented bean curd.
"Just give you a face!"
Blade: Thank you!
Reach out!
A red heart appeared on the hand and stopped beating.
(Ps: Do you have a monthly pass, everyone~→_→There are enough monthly passes~ I don’t go out to play on Sunday, I’m at home... No, I’m writing at home for two days!!
Another: Thanks to II4, both red and lamp are weird, Qin Yunlai, the dream-seeking magician, the beauty of the world, the rewards and monthly tickets from all book friends,)
(End of this chapter)
Dickon hated blades.
He hated that Blade had ruined everything about him.
Dreams of immortality, greater power, and the desire to rule the world.
Obviously he created the Blade Warrior with his own hands, but in the end it was him who destroyed everything he owned.
Therefore, Dickon is willing to use all methods to hurt the blade, no matter the method is dirty or shameless.
……
"where is she."
Blade's voice was cold, without any fluctuations.This is not what Deacon wants to see.
Stretching his hands to the ground, Dickon had a crazy smile on his face: "It's here! It's here!"
He laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Ridiculous guy, Daofeng! You just blew her up with your own hands! Hahahaha!"
Daofeng still had no expression on his face, as if he had known about this for a long time, he was still staring at Dickon coldly.
It may be that there is a lot of rain falling into his mouth from laughing up to the sky, or it may be that Dickon, who has been acting in a one-man show, has been a little embarrassed because the blade has not cooperated.
He stopped laughing, and stared at Daofeng with the same gaze, and then chuckled softly: "Heh...you, you know this."
Dao Feng finally spoke: "I do know. I just don't know whether I should kill her, or... I don't know if I will have the courage to stab her."
The tip of the knife lifted and pointed at Dickon. "Those bombs gave me the best way. I don't know if she's in the Temple or not. Maybe I do. It doesn't matter."
Suddenly, Dao Feng smiled: "The important thing is that I didn't pierce her heart with my own hands, but..."
"I can pierce you!!!"
A roar.Blade held a knife to kill Dickon, every cut seemed to be saying something, expressing something, and venting something.A knife is heavier than a knife, and a knife is faster than a knife.
puff……
The long knife was picked up, cut through the falling raindrops, and cut off one of Dickon's arms.
"what!…………"
Howling in pain and falling into the rain, Dickon clutched his shoulders and watched his arms turn into ashes in the rain.
The samurai sword with the blade was specially prepared for vampires, and Dickon's wound was like being sprinkled with salt, and the pain was extremely painful.
With only one dare, Dickon gritted his teeth and stood up.
He just didn't want to show his weak side in front of the blade.
"You despicable, lowly creature..."
Dickon scolded in a low voice: "You are just a toy I created!"
It may be that cutting off Dickon's arm put Blade in a particularly good mood, and he talked more.
"Sorry, your toy chopped off your arm."
"Ahhhhh!!"
Dickon waved his only remaining arm and frantically attacked the blade, shouting loudly and scratching indiscriminately.
Dao Feng was very calm, just dodging with ease with the knife hanging down.
It's like playing with a child.
"You... ah!!!"
He stumbled and grabbed it hard, but was dodged by Dao Feng lightly. Dickon turned around and looked at Dao Feng, cursing, and only said half a sentence.In the dark rainy night, the silver knife flashed, and another arm flew up.
Falling into the rain again, Dickon lay on his stomach in the rain, coughing and choking on the muddy water, screaming and scolding in pain.
Dao Feng stood aside now, quietly watching Dickon who tried to stand up again and again, and fell back into the water again and again, squinting his eyes slightly with a complicated expression.
Kneeling on the ground with strong support, the imbalance after losing both arms and the lack of necessary support made it difficult for Dickon to even stand up.
Struggling to raise one leg to stand up, one foot kicked on his back and stepped him into the water.
Dickon, still cursing, told Blade to kill him quickly.
But Dao Feng kept holding the knife, and did not make a move for a long time.
Maybe it was tired from scolding, maybe the injury was too serious, or maybe it was choked by the rain.Dickon gradually stopped cursing.
The foot that had been stepping on his back moved away. Before Dickon could react, he was kicked heavily on the shoulder. With a cry of pain, he was kicked out and landed on the ground again.
This time, it was heads up.
Stepping on the rain, Dao Feng came over, looked at Dickon who was panting loudly, and put the knife in the sheath behind his back.
Then, take out two small, slender wooden sticks with sharp ends from inside the clothes.
"Do you know what this is, Dickon?"
Dickon was so painful that he couldn't open his eyes, he could only curse indiscriminately.
Blade didn't expect him to answer himself either.
Throwing it up and catching it, Dao Feng said: "The devil you mentioned gave me this, made of peach trees. He said that in his hometown, it was specially used to deal with you. Well, good stuff!"
Catch the spinning small wooden stick that was thrown flying again, hold it with the blade, and stab it directly on Dickon's shoulder, with great force, it penetrates to the ground.
Then, another one, another shoulder.
Dickon was nailed to the ground by the blade.
Looking at Dickon's kicking legs and wide open mouth, Blade asked, "Come and guess, guess, what else did he give me?"
He reached into his bosom, and the blade took out from his bosom...
A handful of garlic.
"Originally, I wanted to use garlic essence. You see, I prepared it for you. But that was too fast."
Putting away the garlic essence, the blade picked off the first garlic clove: "Leon is right, this is the most satisfying and comfortable way!"
Pinching Dickon's mouth, which kept shaking his head, the blade stuffed the first garlic clove, then the second, the third...and stabbed it in with a stick, and the fourth...
After the seventh garlic clove was pierced in, Dickon finally turned into flying ash in pain, and was washed away by the rain, leaving only two wooden sticks nailed to the ground.
He stretched out his hand to pull out the peach stick, but the moment he touched the peach stick, the blade hesitated for a moment.
never mind.
Withdrawing the idea of taking away the peach stick and keeping it as a commemoration of killing Dickon, Blade gave a light smile in relief, and stood up.After taking a last look at the two sticks and the rainwater all over the ground, he turned and left.
....................................
After waiting for a long time at the place agreed with Leon, the blade did not wait for Leon.
He thought it would be Lyon who arrived first and waited for him here.
In any case, Dao Feng didn't believe that such a strong Leon would be defeated by Gao Tiannu, but it still made Dao Feng murmur just because he couldn't wait.
In desperation, he had no choice but to take the initiative to go out and look for Leon.
After walking out with the knife for 5 minutes, Daofeng heard something somewhere.
Carefully peeling back the dripping bushes, what Blade saw was...
A Leon was feeding Gao Tiannu, who was tied up, and a group of people with green light in their hands were treating him!
There is also a laptop computer in front of him who doesn't know what is playing.
Walking over suspiciously: "You are..."
"Oh! You solved it! Wait a minute, the broadcast will be over in just over a minute!"
What Lyon fed Gao Tiannu must not be delicious food, otherwise he wouldn't have been smoking like he was on fire.
But what about this computer?
Looking closer, on the computer screen, a dark-skinned... man with dyed red hair, seductive make-up, sexy clothing, is twisting his body alluringly.
"Ah...this..."
The expression was unprecedentedly wonderful, Dao Feng took a step back, tightened his nose, twisted his facial features, and said painfully: "You keep showing him this?!"
Turning his head to look, Gao Tiannu's eyelids were glued to his forehead with tape, and he couldn't even close his eyes!
"who said it!"
Leon didn't want to.
"There are also audition shows, earthy videos, awkward dance contests, and wonderful clips of car accident idol dramas... There are so many good things!"
Dao Feng thought he would be as ruthless as Leon after he ate garlic for Dickon, but he didn't expect it!
He almost scratched the sole of his shoe with his foot just listening to it. For the first time in his life, Dao Feng pleaded for a vampire: "Leon, you should kill him!"
Gao Tiannu's eyes were already dull, and there was a faint light in his eyes again, and he made some meaningless sounds.
"That's it."
Seeing that Gao Tiannu didn't seem to feel the pain anymore, and the video was almost over, Leon waved his hand to tell the clone to stop feeding him garlic, lemon and fermented bean curd.
"Just give you a face!"
Blade: Thank you!
Reach out!
A red heart appeared on the hand and stopped beating.
(Ps: Do you have a monthly pass, everyone~→_→There are enough monthly passes~ I don’t go out to play on Sunday, I’m at home... No, I’m writing at home for two days!!
Another: Thanks to II4, both red and lamp are weird, Qin Yunlai, the dream-seeking magician, the beauty of the world, the rewards and monthly tickets from all book friends,)
(End of this chapter)
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