Chapter 545 (1/2)

”... Hatred? After all... Why? ” Nianchen looks at Shen Shicheng in disbelief.

Shen Shicheng's expression did not change at all: ”Yan Zhaoge may come at any time, and other members of our school may come.”

”I'm sorry that I can't let you understand. I don't have to share my hatred for so many years with you. As long as I can see you on your way steadily, I'm willing to do it.”

In his speech, Shen Shicheng became a claw with five fingers, deeply grasping the flesh and blood between Nianchen's chest and abdomen. The powerful Zhenyuan constantly broke Nianchen's internal organs and vitality.

The ”wow” of Nianchen is another gush of blood. The original silver white hair is now gray and dull.

In the past, the first expert of the blood dragon sect, his face was covered with a layer of death.

Maybe it's a reflection of the past. As his body gets weaker and weaker, Nian Chen feels extremely sensitive in his thinking.

At the moment of dying, he was blessed to the soul and had a flash of inspiration.

Some problems that have not been paid attention to before come to mind.

”Everything Everything is a game, from the beginning! ” Nian Chen glared at Shen Shicheng angrily: ”your daughter is still perfect. The little beast named Shi didn't touch her.”

”Even the people of our school think that Wei'er, who has always been a dandy and greedy for flowers, intended to infect your daughter. Only when Shi Jun did something bad, did he bite back. It's only for the sake of the reputation of my husband and my school, and for the support of other sects that we all firmly believe that Shi Jun did it. ”

Nianchen said difficultly, ”but my grandfather knows that Wei'er really loves your daughter. Unless there are special reasons, he will not be strong!”

”The little beast surnamed Shi is useless, and Wei'er is not. What's the problem?”

Chen Chen's eyes and canthus are about to split: ”in normal times, I still wonder if Wei'er lost his mind for a while, but now, it's you, and the cheap maid you gave birth to! All of you! ”

Shen Shicheng looked at Nianchen somewhat unexpectedly, as if admiring and sighing: ”so at first, I didn't agree with Yinger's method. It was too risky.”

”If you don't succeed, you may react afterwards. At least, you may be suspicious.”

”But I have to admit that I can only wait for opportunities. Maybe the result of waiting for a lifetime is to wait for you to become a martial saint, and then there will be no chance.”

”When the opportunity comes, I can grasp it, but Yinger is a person who can create it. I'm not as good as my daughter.”

After a short period of Qingming, Nianchen's mind became more and more chaotic, and his vitality was completely gone.

He struggles to look at Shen Shicheng: ”how do you know that Yan Zhaoge will fight for Shi Jun's sect...”

Before he had finished, Shen Shicheng's hand had been strengthened, and his vitality had been completely destroyed.

Nian Chen widened his eyes, but there was no life in his eyes.

Shen Shicheng watched Nianchen, killed his master by himself, and achieved his long cherished wish for many years. His emotions interweaved, which made him lose his mind for a moment.

However, he soon regained his mind, took out his palm from Nianchen's chest, and waved to Jiulong.

Shen Shicheng, while preparing to completely destroy the remains, naturally put his mind on the Jiulong finger, the treasure of zongmen town.

Looking at the nine dragon fingers with only eight fingertips left, Shen Shicheng, who was still calm on his face, also looked distressed.

As he said, the blood dragon sect can be without Nian Chen or Shen Shicheng, but Jiulong means there is no loss.

”Yinger is smart. Now Nianchen is dead. Some of the foreshadowing may play a role, but do you want to use it? It hurts the prestige of our school, but that dragon finger set must be returned. ” Shen Shicheng sighed: ”it's probably impossible to find the yanzhaoge directly. It's still going to fall on the boy surnamed Shi.”

Shen Shicheng beckoned, only seven dragon fingertips came to him, one of them was still in the air.

”Well?” Shen Shicheng's heart thumped.

From that dragon finger case, a voice came out: ”I'm also a little curious. How do you and your daughter contact each other in the Starry Sea? By tacit agreement? ”

Shen Shicheng was shocked. He saw a streamer flying out of the dragon's fingertip.