Chapter 339 Called Wukong(1/7)
A stream of coolness spread throughout his body as his meridians, which was a sense of fullness of power, pure and flawless power. Liu Xiao teared the barbecue that was almost the size of the entire table, chewing with a blank look on his face. At this moment, he was panicked in his heart. Only by constantly eating could he feel more at ease. The memories of the Shelter City were passing through his mind one by one, and he was slowly released at 0.5 times the speed. Liu Xiao was thinking about every detail, whether he had anything.
What evidence is left behind, or how should he deal with it once the garrison army comes to investigate him? Those children? They saw themselves dragging out the corpse disaster, but this is not important. First of all, the news from Wenziwu has nothing to do with the corpse disaster, and the corpse disaster itself does not look like a dead soul and has nothing to do with the blood disaster. It can be said that it is one of their own spirit beasts. The corpse of Youluo? In that case, it has long been trampled into debris, and it is impossible to fight.
Make up the complete thing, and this point has nothing to do with blood disasters. So, in the evidence chain, I have sufficient remarks to respond. The trouble is the inference of guilt, because I was the only foreigner present at the time. Do you want to say that there is a blood disaster among the members of the Xiaohu tribe? Who believes it? If there is, then they would probably have been unified in the world long ago. So from this point of view, I am the inevitable. Of course, it can also be said that a blood disaster happened to pass by, or the location where the blood disaster occurred may not be on the scene. But no matter what, as long as the garrison army determines the possible range, I am the most suspicious one. I vomited! What a matter of this, I obviously did a great thing, but I had to think about how to get rid of myself. It was really a speechless mother who opened the door to Wu, and I got home from Wu! Alas, he suddenly felt that the words Iron Man said to all the media, "I am Iron Man!"
How refreshing and enviable it is. Even if he knows that there will be all kinds of troubles to get involved in it, others have the confidence! But what about himself... Or even say a word? I am the blood demon Liu Xiao! Er... I guess he will die before he finished calling it. Look, look, others are called Iron Man, Hero! What a nice name! Complimentary word! Look at his title, Blood Demon, Demon! This label will never turn around! In fact, many capable people can also correct their names through their own behavior, but Liu Xiao is not afraid to do that, but he thinks that the reason why blood disasters and corpse disasters have become taboos must have some unspeakable secrets. He does good deeds with great fanfare, thinking that they can wash away the injustice of the blood demon, but others don’t appreciate it at all, and they still chop you up. Before he died, others sneered and said, “You know too much!”
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To be continued...