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Chapter 1291: Originally born from the same root, why is it too urgent to fry each other(2/2)

But this scene has no glory, only cruelty.

"Aren't they all fallen dragons? Why did Ji Zhen torture his companions so much?" Zhuang Buyuan didn't understand.

He seemed to be asking himself, or asking others.

In fact, it’s more than just the fallen dragon man?

Human beings become more terrible than cruel to their own kind.

?Standing beside him, staring blankly at the fallen dragon men, unable to speak.

His fists clenched, let go, and then clenched again.

At this moment, a soldier shouted in the communicator:

"Borrower, we have caught Ji Zhen! This guy wants to run away, but we have stopped him!"

Zhuang Buyuan finally met Ji Zhen.

He is really a "short".

The adult six-armed dragon man is at least twice as tall as that of a human, and is four or five meters tall.

The height of the fallen dragon man is about two meters or three meters.

And this fallen dragon man, even among humans, is relatively short. Standing in front of Zhuang, it can reach his neck at most.

His four legs looked slender and morbid, and his only two arms were even thinner than Zhuang Buyuan's arms.

Only his head is bigger than the ordinary Fallen Dragon Man. This body proportion seems particularly inconsistent, making people worried that his neck will break.

When Zhuang Buyuan felt a little uncomfortable when he saw such a "deformed" fallen dragon man.

From this we can imagine what kind of fate such a member will suffer from among the fallen dragon man.

When he walked past the Fallen Dragons, those Fallen Dragons who had just been treated, or had eaten something and had recovered some strength, had already screamed in anger: "Dwarf!"

"Rubbish!"

"Go to die! A waste!"

"Bah!"

Ji Zhen was escorted by the soldiers in the manor, but he held his head high and walked over from the crowd. He didn't even look at the fallen dragon people. It seemed that these people were the lowest people in the world and had no qualifications to be looked at by him.

Seeing the attitude of the fallen dragon man towards him, Zhuang Buyuan suddenly realized it.

In this world, there is never love for no reason, nor hatred for no reason.

He raised his head and looked at Zhuang Not far away. His eyes were pale and he felt a strange madness.

Looking at him, Zhuang Buyuan felt like he was bitten by a poisonous insect, and he felt unspeakable.

He didn't want to stay with this man for a second, so he simply said, "Take your manor's heart."

Ji Zhen reached out and held the heart of the manor owner on his chest, and suddenly shouted: "Discussion!"

"Even if I die, I will not hand over the manor to you!"

"Die it all for me, die! Ahhahaha..."

The heart of the manor in his hand suddenly lit up, like a little sun rising.

"Not good!" Zhuang Buyuan's expression changed. He pulled him and wanted to retreat, and at this moment, a figure suddenly blocked in front of him.

The six spears in Lin Cang's hand swung into a ball of light and shadow, and shouted angrily: "All retreat behind me! The sky is endless and endless, I established the Taoist rule for all things!"

As soon as he finished reading the incision, he heard a loud bang, and a wave of air drowned everything.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..." Zhuang Buyuan raised his head in the dust.

I only saw the ground in a mess, and the place where Ji Zhen was before had turned into a big pit.

Lin Cang crossed his six arms in front of his chest, and the scales flew, dripping blood.

The soldiers of the manor ran fast and all avoided it, but the injured Fallen Dragons were not so lucky, and almost all of them were left without any bones.

Only one or two survivors are left, struggling dyingly.

Lin Cang took back his weapon, took a step forward, and picked up a fragment of the heart of the manor on the ground.

The fragments turned into pieces in his hands.

"Oh..." Lin Cang sighed, not sure whether it was for the sake of the owner of the manor or for Ji Zhen who exploded himself.

Several little six-armed dragon men surrounded him, looking confused.

"Grandpa Cang, are you okay..."

"Grandpa Cang, why did he explode?"

"Yes...why? Is hatred that important?" Lin Cang was a little sad.

Whether it is the Fallen Dragon Man or the Dwarf Dragon Man, they are actually descendants of their six-armed Dragon Man.

Although his descendants are so unworthy, they still make him feel complicated.
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