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Chapter 3033

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Aside from the slight pain from the stitches, he was no different from a normal person.

Everyone's mind was still filled with the terrifying image of the "bloody ball" on his head.

Now that they saw the unscathed youth, the shock in their hearts couldn't be described with words.

And the jade fingers that had just healed Zheng Little Fatty with her miraculous medical skills were currently grasping Wang He's neck.

Her bright red lips slightly curled up, revealing a shallow and languid smile.

"Little Fatty Zheng, how did he treat you just now? Do you want to do the same to him now?"

Zheng Little Fatty was startled at first.

Then he heard the clear and resolute voice of a girl on the verge of death.

"Only by living can one see new hope and happiness."

"Even if you and Xin Yu are already in two different worlds, I would never want you to give up on yourself, to end your life without putting in any effort, without experiencing a complete life."

"If you die in such a cowardly manner, even if you reach the other end of the Bridge of Helplessness, would you still have the face to see her?"

Zheng Little Fatty felt his eyes become wet and hot, something quickly flowing down.

He hurriedly wiped it away.

God Jun was right, how could he give up on himself?

He still had to worry about his father and brother.

There was also a large group of like-minded brothers who grew up together, worked hard together.

Indulging in lost emotions, letting himself sink into depravity, was that what Xin Yu wanted to see?

No!

He still had many dreams that had yet to be realized.

Especially one, which was the dream that he and Xin Yu shared.

They had once said that they would push their Great God Ye to the top of the cultivation world.

He wanted her to become the true supreme ruler.

But now, their idol, the God they supported, was being attacked and framed by others.

At this time, what should he really do?

Zheng Little Fatty's face suddenly bloomed with the same wretched smile as before.

He ran over, picked up the dagger that Wang He dropped, and said with a smile: "God Jun, let me do it, let me do it! How could I let you do this kind of rough work! "

He raised the dagger, and made a cut on Wang He's head.

Then he picked up the porcelain bottle on the ground.

The poison that Mu Yan had just extracted from his body was gathered in this porcelain bottle.

Wang He felt the pain on his scalp, and screamed in fear: "No no no, don't! Don't kill me! "

"Marquis, save me, Alliance Leader Jing, save me, save me!"

Zheng Xiaopang looked at the wailing Wang He with a sinister expression. "What was the name of this potion that can peel off a person's skin? Oh, by the way, you haven't taken it yet! Why don't I pick one for you now? "

"How about 'Skin-Peeler'?"

"Don't you like skinning people? Now, have a taste of the feeling of having your skin and flesh peeled off while you're still alive! "

With that said, Zheng Xiaopang lifted the porcelain bottle in his hand and poured the poison into Wang He's brain.

"Ahhhh —!!"

Shrill screams resounded throughout the entire Phoenix Sky Mountain Range, causing most of the cultivators on the Demon Massacre Square to have a fearful and solemn expression.

"… His methods are too cruel. He actually used such a cruel method to torture a doctor."

"Heh, an evil demon is an evil demon! As expected, they are cruel by nature. "

"If we don't kill this demoness today, I'm afraid the entire cultivation world will never have a day of peace."

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