: In 1949, you are already a dead person in his eyes.

She unfolded the painting, shook it gently, and the characters on the painting floated in the air, clearly clearing the night medicine...
When the night medicine saw the face of the person in the painting, the whole person was shocked.
He looked at the painting with a sullen look and seemed to be drawing a hole.
"This... you...this... is it wrong?"
The woman on the painting is familiar with him. Before he happened, he still talked with her...
Mingwu Yan looked at the expression of the night medicine, thoughtfully said: "Have you seen her?"
The expression of night medicine clearly told her that he knew the woman in the painting and that he had seen it and was very familiar.
However, he did not know that this woman is his daughter?
Night medicine is busy shaking his head. "No, you must have lied to me. This person cannot be the daughter of me and Yaosu."
He and Yaosu's children are not the same as Ming's children. He really loves Yaosu. Therefore, the weight of the two-life children is naturally different in his heart.
Ming Mist Yan patted her hand and did not put away the picture.
"Night medicine, you said, what do you deserve to lie? In my eyes, you are just a traitor to the Pharmacy Hall. It is reasonable to say that I have no intention to talk to you. However, I am the pharmacy hall after all. The Lord God, Master Ziyun has nothing to do, let me do it. Let me clean up the portal!"
The face of the night medicine became pale, and the soul was instantly close to the transparent color. This is a change that the soul of the soul has been hit.
"You just want to clean up the portal? It's hard, shouldn't you want to know something about God from my mouth?"
Ming Mist Yan gently brows, "I don't know what is wrong with God? Or, are you going to tell me that God is not dead at all? The secret of enchantment in the dark, the escape of the prisoner Is it what he did? Even the Yaoxin Temple was destroyed by himself?"
When the night medicine heard her say this, the soul could not stop shaking.
For a long time, he shivered and said: "You... you know?"
Mingwu looked at him quietly, his tone was very calm and indifferent: "I know far more than you think. Even, I also know that your true master is not a god, but a phoenix. How are you, right?"
The night medicine heard this, and the look of a look looked a little fascinating, but the words made people have a little girl who was about to recover.
why?
Why does she know so much?
Before the king of the king sent him to judge him for so long, he did not say anything, it is difficult to get the king, are they doing the play?
Or, these things, the savage king of the eyes know that other people do not know?
In his heart, the heavens and the people are fighting, and there is a feeling that they are really going to die.
Just as his knowledge and consciousness are about to collapse, Ming Miaoyan added, "You want to wait for Feng Lao to save you, that is impossible, because he found two other talents, you In his eyes, it is already a dead person. Do you think he will come to save you?"
This last sentence directly annihilated the last hope of the night medicine.
He looked at him with a look of horror and grasped the woman who killed him. His mouth was open and Zhang, but he didn't know where to say it better.
She, let the savage king send him to the Pharmacy Hall, actually really clean the door for the master...
Perhaps it is realizing that I am really dying. After the night medicine is afraid and frightened, the soul suddenly softens to the ground.
Mingwuyan saw the night medicine scared like this, cold and cold: "What do you want before you die? Or what do you want to say, as long as it is within a reasonable range, you will be a member of the Medicine Hall." I will help you reach it."
Night medicine looked at her, and suddenly smiled, Zi Ling went to God, his master, really found a perfect successor.
Before a quarter of an hour, he still felt that the spirit of the Lord of the Spirit was not strong. However, after a while, he felt that the strength of the woman in front of him was estimated to be so strong that he could not reach it.
Mingwu Yan glanced at the night medicine, did not urge him, he was laughing there, in a daze.
After a while, the night medicine said: "If I said, my last wish is to kill God with my own hands, will you give me this opportunity?"
Mingwuyan picked up his eyebrows. "Nature is impossible. Don't say that you need this opportunity. What is important is that you don't have the ability to kill God."
The night medicine was silent again.
If there is no original incident, if the master is still in the spirit, the little girl in front of him will be his little sister.
She talks so straightforward, so that he has little hope and no thoughts.
However, she did not say anything wrong, he really can't kill God.
If he is killed, he has already replaced God with God.
It was also because of his request that the night medicine was really dead.
"I do have a wish, that is, you must kill the gods, you must kill him and the woman."
When the night medicine said the second half of the sentence, it was awkward to say.
The woman on the painting was similar to Yaosu in six or seven points. Even the eyebrows were somewhat like themselves. When he first saw it, he felt some doubts in his heart.
However, this doubt is not enough to make him aware of the truth.
Because of hate, he decided to say what he knew. "I am very cautious about God. Even I have stabbed him several times in the dark, all of which ended in failure. There are too many artifacts and evils in God. There are many cards on the card. He secretly made artifacts in Yaoxin Temple for nearly a hundred years. The number of artifacts in his hand is something you can't estimate. It is only a small part of it used in the secret of the black scorpion..."
Speaking of this, the night medicine paused. "To make these artifacts requires a lot of people and the source of divine power and aura. Therefore, at first, I was fascinated by the power of the underground spirit river of the Three Kingdoms Temple... People, behind him I have gathered many, and I have cultivated a lot of my own strength. I can even say that there are many more people available on the hands of God than the old ones. However, there are many people behind Feng Lao who control them. God is afraid of him..."
Mingwu Yan listened carefully and asked in a timely manner, "Under the use of the power of the underground Linghe, in addition to using the power of the underground Linghe, a secret passage was created in the underground of the Three Kingdoms. As far as I know, he also There is a different way."
Noodle nodded, "Yes, he still has an evil method, and this method is even taught to him by Feng Lao. That is to use the six worlds to devour the power of others, and such people usually choose six. The strongest among the worlds... Afterwards, I was fascinated by the gods, and began to visit the major cemeteries in the six worlds to collect the power of the souls of the deceased..."