Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks

Sang Liang looked at the black mist that evaporated, becoming thinner and thinner, seeming to be melted by the heat of the lava.

The purple thunder and lightning that was brewing made it worse. In the blink of an eye, most of the smoke was gone.

Do you want to resist, or do you have no strength to resist?

“Why did you compromise suddenly? Why do you want to die before you see your uncle?” Sang Liang said.

Before, I was still tossing hard and making endless strength, but this would be like a dead heart. What kind of conspiracy and bitter tricks.

Zhengqing’s voice became extremely calm, “What about seeing or not, it is already like this now, my appearance makes you, a dirty and humble thing, see many jokes.”

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He is nothing more than unwilling. He has to meet his uncle, his heart is unsettled, and he has to ask why. This is already the case, the uncle has done it, and he has to bear it.

It’s just an obvious thing. Ask why, insist on doing this, probably to find a reason for such a humble life, a reason for drag out an ignoble existence.

Uncle Tai, Uncle Tai he is too hateful, trampling on all his dignity and pride.

Let him live like this, trample him, destroy him.

Up to now, the uncle did not even bother to show up. He proudly thought that the uncle was different from him.

This look is really not too proud, how can he live like this, prisoner, not even a body, live so humble.

Not proud at all, a life without pride, life is so boring and meaningless.

Never see, uncle!

There is no unwillingness, no obsession, some things are no longer important, obvious things, he ignores them.

Sang Liang frowned and said, “You are such a proud person who actually commits suicide?”

“Are you worthy to talk to me?” Zheng Qing sneered. With a cry, the voice was pampered and deserves a beating, with strong contempt, as if Sang Liang was such a dirty thing.

In a daze, Sang Liang seemed to see the boy again, with bright and coquettish pride between his brows and eyes. The breeze was blowing with his high combed hair and wearing a long sword on his waist.

Impudent laughed wildly, so bright that it made people feel ashamed. Compared with the cruelty of his uncle, his bright coquettish and contemptuous, more like a sharp sword penetrating people’s hearts.

He has the capital to act wilfully, do anything, say anything, born aloof and remote, between Heaven and Earth, it seems that there is nothing he cares about.

Even if it is Law Sea, this spoiled child enjoys unique capital and power.

His existence seems to be mocking everyone and despising everyone.

His pride is born, never destroys, how spoiled and domineering.

The uncle indulged his pride and domineering, and in turn, destroyed his pride.

That kind of pride is really confusing, so familiar!

Sang Liang said to his subordinates: “Change a place, don’t let him die.”

If his uncle let him live, he can’t die.

The smoke rushed into the thunder and lightning, and Sang Liang immediately shut down the Formation, but even so, there was also a strong thunder and lightning that smashed into the black fog and crushed the black fog.

The black fog is getting thinner.

Sang Liang’s eyebrows heartbeat, “Hurry up.”

“No need.” A cold voice sounded from behind, Sang Liang turned his head and looked at his uncle, “You Are you awake?”

“You are all out, I will talk to him.” Uncle Mrs. walked into the cave, and the hot lava evaporatively twisted and turbulence.

The scene is extremely quiet, only lava gu lu gu lu bubbling, releasing a strong smell.

The black mist turned his head, like a spoiled young man turned around, raised his chin and looked at him.

Sang Liang took some people out of the cave and closed the door.

Sang Liang stood at the door holding a book, eyes drooping slightly, sinking into thought, waiting for his uncle to come out.

“I thought you would never come out, tut.” The boy said so spoiltly.

My uncle looked at the floating black mist, “What do you want to say?”

“There is nothing to say, I have always wanted to see you, but when I really saw you, I found out In fact, there is nothing to say, and I can’t even find what to say. It’s really sad.”

My uncle looked at the black mist in silence. The black mist at this time is just a cloud of smoke, a smoke with consciousness. You can’t even see the shape of a person, floating around, without belonging and purpose.

The black mist drifted close to the uncle, and floated around the uncle, revealing a crisp giggle.

The young man’s arrogant laughter, but not annoying, high-spirited and vigorous, “Uncle, you are so miserable. Before your consciousness dissipates, I can see you so embarrassed and not proud “

This is full of black stripes, full of rotten smell, so embarrassed!

“You seem to be moving yourself as a hobby, thinking what a great thing you are bearing, hahaha…”

My uncle still didn’t say anything, just watching the trembling Black mist, plain eyes, not at all sad, no hatred and hatred, only peace.

Just looking at the black mist, the black mist suddenly stopped moving, “Uncle, what I hate most is that you look like this, hate, hate, very hate.”

“If there is another life, maybe there is a future, I will never have anything to do with you again, because I hate you, you think you have taken everything, seem to have taken everything.”

“Then The great look is simply disgusting. I knew I would not call you here. I really regret it.” At this time, Zhengqing was as permissive as ever, saying whatever he wanted to say, not caring about other people’s feelings.

Uncle: “I don’t want to have anything to do with you anymore. You are dead very good, at least not in my hands. You should end early.”

Zhengqing: “Uncle, I will care about your ancestor.”

In this angry roar, the smoke gradually disappeared, making the entire cave bright, and the constant is lava gu lu gu lu bubbling sound.

The spoiled and happy young man, disappeared, ceased to exist, and the heat wave evaporates, completely erasing the appearance of the young man.

The uncle turned and left the cave without nostalgia, opened the door, and Sang Liang, who was guarding the door, asked: “He…”

The uncle is gone, without head He said back, “He’s dead.”

Sang Liang’s face showed a stunned expression. He hurried to catch up with his uncle, slowed down when he approached his uncle, and asked: ” Why not block.”

“Why block, he was dead a long time ago.” Uncle said indifferently.

Uncle Tai suddenly stopped, and Sang Liang stopped too. Uncle Tai looked at Sang Liang: “You also leave.”

“Leave?” Sang Liang There was a puzzle on his face, but there was a deep horror and confusion between his brows.

Uncle Mrs: “After this building is completed, you can leave.”