Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 1672
Si Jin secretly clenched his fists, and the crystal blue in his eyes turned slightly red for a moment, an abnormal color that looked a little scary.
The frightened Xiaoyao hurriedly hid in the small dark room, tremblingly picked up the small microphone, [Hello, hello, hello——]
However, as soon as the line was connected to heaven, Si Jin’s eyes quickly returned to normal.
No, it’s not his fault!
Not knowing whether it was because of the influence of the divine power that Lin Yuan had given him in advance, Si Jin hesitated for a while, then raised his eyes decisively, and stared at the evil old man opposite with his sharp peach blossom eyes.
He raised his right hand and condensed wind blades out of thin air. Then, dozens of sharp blades appeared behind him and stabbed directly at the old Lord in front of him who was smiling indifferently.
“From the beginning to the end, it’s all you who deserves to die!”
As soon as he finished speaking, it was as if he had broken free of some shackles, and he let the strong wind sweep towards the remnant soul.
In an instant, rocks rolled, grasses sprouted from the ground, and the sky changed color, directly surrounding the remnant soul that had not yet taken shape… completely!
The next moment, he tore it to pieces without any mercy.
“Hahahaha, little Si Jin, your divine power has really…improved again.”
When the soul dissipated, the old Lord appeared in another direction. The nails on his hands gradually turned into dark black claws, one foot long, and stabbed Si Jin’s neck fiercely.
[My Lord! Be careful!!! (๑ŐдŐ)b]
Xiaoyao was so frightened that his soul almost flew away. The mechanical system began to crackle and emit electricity, and he almost scared the small phone in his paw out.
But the next moment, the land under Si Jin’s feet suddenly began to grow wildly, directly pushing the almighty god of nature several meters into the air.
The old god’s sharp claws missed and he got a mouthful of dirt in the process.
The killing intent in his eyes suddenly surged, and he gritted his teeth secretly. Just as he was about to fight back, a vine that suddenly grew out of the ground pierced his body directly…
At that moment, it felt as if countless sharp blades were cutting through my body, and even my soul was in excruciating pain.
The old Lord groaned, trying desperately to escape.
However, more vines surrounded him, forming a cage that trapped his soul and locked his god, locking his limbs and all the fragments that could be dispersed together tightly.
It slowly appeared in front of Si Jin in an ugly posture.
At this time, the god of nature, who had reacted, had woven a chair out of rattan and sat down leisurely.
The stunning peach blossom eyes stared at the person in front of him, with a deep gaze, and he smiled back in the same tone.
“Old beast, long time no see, you really are just as useless as before.”
As for why not calling him Your Majesty?
Just kidding, that was the exclusive title reserved for A Yuan. From now on, he would only be loyal to Lin Yuan, the Heavenly Lord.
The old Lord gnashed his teeth and struggled continuously, his rage almost burning his entire little soul.
Suddenly, he saw something and burst into laughter, his voice filled with the joy of planning a strategy: “Si Jin, little Si Jin, look! Look down the mountain, what’s coming?”
“Hahahahahaha.”
Accompanied by the other party’s shrill laughter, Si Jin lowered his eyes and saw a group of infected people rushing towards this side quickly with shovels and hoes at the foot of the mountain.
His behavior is weird, just like a mad zombie in the apocalypse.
The old Lord smiled and said, “They are all my people. They will come to help me and save me. Do you want to kill them?”
“Oh, I remember now. My righteous General Si calls himself a gentleman and never kills innocent people. They are all unarmed civilians. How pitiful!”
