Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Si Nan'er slowly stood up, a strange smile appeared on his pale face. He looked up at the sky, his eyes full of mockery.

"Ye Qilang? Ha, what an overconfident fellow, actually thinking of using a mortal body to fight against the power of God."

Wen Moxuan frowned and looked up at the sky worriedly: "Ye Qilang stopped the giant beast, I don't know what's happening to him now..."

Chen Muzhi sighed, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes: "Behind the powerful force, there is often an unimaginable price to pay. I hope he can be safe and sound."

At this moment, a powerful pressure suddenly emanated from Si Nan'er's body.

Like an invisible giant hand, it pinned the members of Team 136 to the ground, unable to move.

The originally weak Si Nan'er's temperament changed drastically at this moment. Her eyes were sharp and a devilish smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

His tone was as cold as ice: "I'm sorry, everyone, I'm not the Night Watchman Ren Bufan you know."

"You... who are you?!" Wen Moxuan raised his head with difficulty, his eyes filled with shock and fear.

"I'm……"

Si Nan'er paused, a cunning glint flashing in his eyes, "The agent of Luo Xiaoji, the God of Trickery, is Ren Bufan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Si Nan'er flashed and appeared in front of Wen Moxuan in an instant, knocking him unconscious with a palm.

Then, she knocked down Chen Muzhi, Hong Hongying, Wu Nanxiang and others one by one with lightning speed.

Finally, his gaze fell on Shiva's Grudge.

She grabbed the Shiva's Blade, her eyes gleaming with greed. "Finally! With this artifact, I can..."

Si Nan'er's figure disappeared from the spot, leaving only the unconscious members of Team 136.

At the same time, in the Night Watch Office, Leng Zixuan was about to go out on a mission, but suddenly saw a familiar figure - Si Naner.

"Sinan'er? Why are you here?" Leng Zixuan felt a little doubtful and walked over quickly.

When Si Naner saw Leng Zixuan, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, and she subconsciously hid the [Shiva's Grudge] in her hand behind her back.

"I... I came to see you for something." Si Naner's voice trembled a little, and his eyes flickered.

Leng Zixuan keenly noticed Si Nan'er's abnormality and frowned.

He asked in a serious tone, "What's wrong with you? What happened?"

Sinaner took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He forced a smile and said, "No... nothing, I just wanted to ask you..."

"Stop pretending!"

Leng Zixuan grabbed Si Nan'er's wrist, his eyes filled with anger and disappointment, "Why did you do this?!"

"Oh, exploit?"

Leng Zixuan sneered, his eyes sharp as a knife, "Do you think I will believe this nonsense?"

"You're clearly willing to sacrifice your own teammates just for Shiva's grudge!"

Si Nan'er's eyes flickered, and he forced himself to remain calm: "I did this to gather intelligence and complete the mission!"

"You...you are just a part of my plan."

"One ring?"

A trace of pain flashed across Leng Zixuan's eyes. "Sinan'er, ask yourself, do you really just regard us as part of your plan?"

"Have you forgotten the joys and sorrows we shared? Have you forgotten the trust we placed in you?"

Si Nan'er's expression changed, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes.

But it was soon replaced by coldness: "Stop talking nonsense! Those who achieve great things don't care about trivial matters. For great goals, it is necessary to sacrifice some people!"

An invisible pressure burst out from her and slammed into Leng Zixuan fiercely.

Leng Zixuan groaned, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, but he still stood there firmly.

He stared straight at Si Nan'er: "You...you can't do it! You've already fallen in love with this place! You've fallen in love with us!"

"Shut up!" Si Nan'er was furious, with a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

She attacked again, and a fierce attack went straight towards Leng Zixuan.

"Pfft-"

Blood splattered as one of Leng Zixuan's arms was cut off at the root.

The intense pain made Leng Zixuan's face pale, but he gritted his teeth and did not make a single scream.

He staggered back a few steps, covering the wound with his only remaining hand, his eyes still fixed on Si Nan'er.

"Why... aren't you hiding yet?"

Si Naner's voice trembled a little, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

Leng Zixuan smiled bitterly: "Where can I hide? This place... is my home..."

Si Nan'er's figure flashed and he appeared in front of Leng Zixuan again, holding the [Shiva's Grudge] high in his hand, and was about to drop it.

At this moment, the iron box worn on Leng Zixuan's chest suddenly broke, and the photos inside were scattered all over the floor.

Si Naner's eyes fell on the photos, and he froze in place as if struck by lightning.

The photo shows the members of Team 136 laughing and fighting together.

Every photo records the happy times they once had.

"This... this is..." Si Nan'er's voice trembled, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Leng Zixuan looked at the photos on the ground, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "These... are all our memories..."