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Chapter two hundred and sixty-three are you really not angry?

Under the vast night, in a dense forest, the soil suddenly began to roll. Chen Ming clapped his hands as if no one was around. At this moment, Chen Ming looked around and found a pair of red eyes staring at his every move.

Beside him, there were at least dozens of lords. Around him, there were red clouds covered with red clouds. Above the red clouds, one lord of lords were wiping the weapons in their hands.

"Chen Ming, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Chen Ming turned around and saw a man with five knives on his back sitting in front of a bonfire. Above the bonfire, there was a roasted golden sheep.

Wujiang pulled out a three-foot sharp knife from behind and cut off a lamb leg. Regardless of the burning of the lamb leg, he opened his mouth and ate a piece, and his mouth was filled with oil. Wujiang opened a pot of wine, drank it alone, and then looked at Chen Ming, "Why, are you not interested in coming over to eat your dead head rice?"

Chen Ming walked to Wujiang and sat down, pulled off a lamb leg, and bitten it twice, "Well, it tastes pretty good, your skills are good!"

Wujiang smiled and said, "Before I was a pig-killer, I was a pig-killer. This knife has a very simple name, it is called the pig-killer. Back then, I went all over the world and was chased by the righteous demon. All my weapons were used up. In the end, I relied on this pig-killer to kill those who were chasing me as pigs. Look at my pig-killer, will my pig-killer be compatible with your neck?"

Chen Ming chewed another bite of lamb leg, "Do you know I'll come?"

Wujiang smiled casually, "You are a formation master. This teleportation array once fell into your hands. You must have taken it for yourself. Now that you already know that we are going to attack directly, and you have no time to prepare at all, you naturally can only rely on this teleportation array to earn time. This is not difficult to guess."

Chen Ming took a few bites, a little greasy, and reached out to Wujiang, "Give me the wine gourd."

Wujiang handed the wine pot to Chen Ming. Chen Ming picked it up and took a big gulp. Wujiang continued, "I didn't expect that Ye Xiao died in your hands. Although you are not under the immortal, you must be relatively strong among the monarchs. I have never liked Ye Chang Mengduo, so I decided to do it myself."

Wujiang looked at Chen Ming gnawing on the legs of lamb, "Eat slowly, it's the last meal after all

You are a character, you should have such a way of dying.”

Many great masters and demon kings watched the two big guys chatting from afar, and suddenly one of the demon kings laughed and said, "Chen Ming, didn't you expect that you are today?"

Chen Ming looked at the demon king and flew away with a flying sword, directly piercing the demon king's chest. "Noisy, when I talk to the sect leader, you will also have the part to speak!"

Wujiang didn't care much about Chen Ming's actions. Chen Ming asked in confusion: "I killed your people, are you not angry or blocked?"

Wujiang continued to eat lamb legs, "What you said makes sense. I am the leader of the Demon Sect, the leader of the Demon Sect, you are the leader of the righteous path, the leader of the righteous path. When we talk, a small person like him is indeed not qualified to interrupt."

What many demon kings did not notice was that the spirit sword was flying rapidly towards the dark night in the distance.

Chen Ming looked at Wujiang again, "Are you really not angry, or do you think I'm going to die soon, there's no need to be angry with a dead person?"

Wujiang said in confusion: "As the leader of the righteous path, and a leader of the righteous path, do you have to say so much to me on a demon king?"

Chen Ming asked, "How is Li Suyi?"

Wujiang smiled, "Do you think I will completely believe him before you die? I am just a group of demon kings, and I can make a big fuss. He thought I didn't know his plan, which was ridiculous!"

Chen Ming continued to ask, "Where is the saint of the Demon Sect?"

Wujiang calmly and smiled and said, "To be honest, I envy your vision. You can acquire four extremely talented disciples from all living beings. Since your second disciple likes the saint of the Demon Sect, if you like it, you like it. When you die, Ling Xian will be a member of my Demon Sect. Isn't that just right?"

Chen Ming suddenly said, "Are you really not angry? I just killed that demon king?"

Wujiang took out a whetstone and threw it in front of Chen Ming, "I said, there is no need for you to continue to waste time on this little devil king. By the way, do you think this pig-killing knife is fast? Do you like to cut one knife, cut half of it, half dead, and make up two more swords, or do you have one knife, and the body and head are different?"

Chen Ming waved his hand and said, "You can grind it slowly, I want to be very fast."

Wujiang picked up the pig-killing knife and started sharpening the knife on the grinding stone. "You can see that you know very well. I tell you, if the knife is not fast enough and you don't die with one knife, you may still have to hurt for a while, but it's very fast. If you cut it, you will feel nothing. If you die like this, you won't feel uncomfortable and don't suffer so much."

While sharpening the knife, Wujiang chatted with Chen Ming. Chen Ming suddenly asked, "Have you sharpened the knife? Your sharpening technique is not very good."

Wujiang smiled and said, "You are the leader of the righteous alliance. There is only one in the world. If you kill you, you must be more serious. The white knife goes into the red knife, and one knife breaks twice. If you cut it down, the head will roll to the ground, like a broken watermelon rolling around."

Wujiang looked at Chen Ming, but Chen Ming was not afraid at all, "You are indeed a character. I will give you some fun to be able to face your own death so calmly!"

Many demon kings and demon kings looked at Chen Ming and Wujiang and discussed how to kill Chen Ming. Chen Ming also gave his own opinions with great enthusiasm, "When you behead your head, remember to raise your hand and fall, and be more precise. By the way, there are wild dogs next to you, and wolves are fine. I have thought that being able to be buried in a wild dog and a wolf belly after death is the way for my identity to die. The greatest hero is to serve the country and the people. Only when death is tragic will there be a story. Although I die, I can still live in the mouths of others."

Wujiang nodded seriously, "What you said makes sense. Come on, come and get a group of wolves!"

The demon king around him was thundering his eyelids. This righteous leader was too cruel! Can he still hope that he would die like this?

They really don’t understand the world of the strong.

Chen Ming looked at Wujiang, "Have your knife been ready?"

Wujiang reached out and touched the blade, "Well, very quickly, my knife is ready."

Chen Ming suddenly asked again: "I killed that devil king, are you really not angry?"

Wujiang said angrily: "I'm done or not. I'm really not angry. If I can kill you, what is a demon king!"

Chen Ming said seriously: "You are not angry now. You may be very angry later. Your sword is ready and my sword is ready too!"
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