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Jian Jinge sorted out the entire incident and sorted out several key questions. "Was the person who set up this small space a green-eyed young man from the Thomson family?"

"Yes, he threw something into the sky, and then this small space appeared."

Jian Jinge nodded. "You said it was impossible for you to be trapped in this small space, but before you could escape, Jian Luoling interfered and blocked your way out?"

Linghu Chong nodded heavily, "Yes, I don't know how she did it. Just as we were about to escape, everything went black before our eyes, and then the twenty-eight of us and the twenty-eight people from the Jian family led by Jian Luoling instantly swapped places."

"So, our enemies include three groups: Jian Luoling, the Thomson family, and the undead. Am I right in my conclusion?" Jian Jinge stood up, lightly waved the sword in his hand, and summarized.

Ling Hu Chong and the others all stood up, their eyes flashing fiercely, and they replied in unison, "Yes."

Jian Jinge slowly walked towards the skeleton child, the tip of his sword piercing its bones. "Undead child, can you tell me why you came here instead of staying outside the Sin Realm and enjoying your freedom?"

"You bastard, how dare you treat me like this and trample on the dignity of the undead. If the young master finds out, he will cut you into pieces and let you, a lowly human, taste what real hell is like." The skeleton child cursed arrogantly.

He kept cursing and swearing, and the words he kept repeating were "bastard".

This is the disadvantage of being uneducated. If she were to come, every word would be absolutely clean, without even any repetitions, Jian Jinge thought carelessly.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something funny, a strange smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Jian Jinge looked at the skeleton child calmly and said gently, "You don't want to tell me? It doesn't matter. You'll beg me to tell you later, haha."

The low and pleasant laughter, coupled with her expression and words at the moment, made the skeleton child shudder inexplicably, and he wanted to twist his body in fear to avoid her outstretched hand.

When Ling Jiajun saw her like this, his pupils shrank in unison, and some not-so-beautiful memories flooded into his mind.

Everyone took a step back at the same time. Although they knew that the skeleton child deserved to die, at this moment, they actually felt a little pity for it.

There is a hint of pleasure mixed with pity!

The only two surviving three people under Guan Jun's command smelled an unusual and strange atmosphere from the atmosphere at that time.

The three of them looked at each other, and for some unknown reason, their hearts began to lift.

For the next quarter of an hour, I heard the screams of the skeleton children in the distance getting louder and louder.

From the initial curses, to the pleas for mercy, to the screams for death, each one was louder than the last.

The three of them shuddered at the same time, and goose bumps stood up all over their bodies.

Almost at the same time, their eyes turned to Ling Jiajun, who looked nervous but calm.

In a flash of inspiration, I finally understood what that strange atmosphere I just smelled was.

It turns out that Boss Jian has such a scary and perverted side.

I can’t afford to offend you, I really can’t afford to offend you!!!

"Bang!" Jian Jinge speared the skeleton child and thrust it five steps away from Linghu Pet.

He took out a wet tissue and gently wiped each finger. His movements were not fast, and he could even say that they were elegant.

"It's yours now." Jian Jinge said lightly.

The tiger pet was the first to react. A strong murderous aura instantly filled his eyes. The corners of his mouth drooped, his eyes darkened. He took a few steps forward.

Reach out, grab the spear, pull it out,

Stab again hard,

The gun blade flashed with a cold murderous intent.

Again and again, stabbing madly,

He stabbed and stabbed, and then roared ferociously.

The second person to come on stage was Ling Shishi, with a murderous look on her face. She said nothing and stabbed silently.

The third one is Ling Mumu,

Then there are the remaining Ling family troops.

The other three also hated Ling Jiajun, so after he stabbed him, they went on the field without any hesitation, venting their anger, fear and frustration.

Previously, the impression that the undead were powerful and could not be killed left an indelible shadow in their hearts.

No matter how they struggle, no matter how they kill, even if the body is decomposed by them,

The next second, they can all be resurrected on the spot. Until this moment, they can still remember the despair, collapse, helplessness and fear they felt at that time.

Now, Boss Jian has made them overturn their previous terrifying impression of immortality.

Feeling the Skeleton Child's breath gradually fading away at close range, they also deeply realized that the undead are not invincible, nor are they immortal.

They are indestructible, not because they are immortal, but simply because they are not strong enough and have limited skills to use.

Also, I have less equipment on me!

If they were strong enough, even if there was a Ling family soldier among them, they would have spewed fire and exploded a bomb, and the result would have been completely different from the miserable appearance they are in today.

Even if we cannot absolutely kill the enemy, we should still be able to protect the lives of all our brothers.

At this moment, only one thought flashed through the minds of all the Ling family soldiers.

They need to become stronger, even stronger, as powerful as Boss Jian.

At this moment, the fear of the undead and the psychological shadow that had been growing deep in their hearts were gradually removed by them until they were completely wiped out. Until only hatred for the undead remained in their eyes, and they regained their confidence and pride.

Witnessing their transformation from immaturity to maturity, their eyes were once again filled with sharpness and confidence, their brows were slightly smoothed with sharpness, and their sharp faces were full of tenacity.

Jian Jinge felt relieved and sighed silently.

The process of a person's true growth is sometimes always cruel.

But as long as he can get over it, he will be reborn again, and his heart will become more resilient and stronger.

There are dangers everywhere in the crime zone, and even outside the crime zone, dangers can be found everywhere.

Growth is inevitable.

Follow her, and what happened today will probably happen again in the future.

Death will not stop today.

If they cannot become stronger and cannot recover from a tragedy and setback, then she should rethink the value of their existence.

This is very realistic and cruel, but Jian Jinge has to do it.

She is not their mother, nor is she a saint. While raising them, she also has to take care of their fragile hearts time and time again.

In the realm of sin, survival of the fittest is the way to survive.

In other words, in the entire universe, this natural law is the great way of the world.

The inferior ones will either die or be trampled into the mud, bowing their heads and being insulted, never to be able to stand up again.

The inner and outer cities of the sin realm, one is a paradise on earth, the other is a hell on earth. The difference between the inside and the outside is enough to see the essence through the phenomenon.

Survival of the fittest.

Jian Jinge waited quietly for a while until everyone's emotions calmed down.

She took a step forward, raised her hand, and a ball of black and red flames burned in her palm. She swept her eyes over each member of the Ling family army one by one, and said in a calm tone,

"Are you full?"

"I'm full." The Ling family soldiers gathered their energy and roared to the sky. Their voices were sonorous and powerful, no longer as soft and weak as before, filled with fear.

"Have you rested well?" Jian Jinge asked.

"All right."

The flame in Jian Jinge's palm slammed onto the skeleton child's body. The fiercely burning flame was more violent than any previous time.

A sharp and piercing scream was heard, and the flames burned the skeleton child to ashes in the blink of an eye.

After waiting for a second, she said, "Very good, take out your weapons and follow me to fight back."

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The Ling family soldiers drew their weapons one by one, their eyes fierce, and shouted three times, resounding through the sky and shaking people's hearts.

"Kill!" A bloodthirsty light flashed between Jian Jinge's brows.

With a wave of his hand, black and red flames wrapped around their weapons, but did not actually touch the treasures, leaving a small gap in the middle.

The black and red flames are too overbearing. If they really encounter them, these treasures may not be able to withstand them.

The treasure is very precious, and she is so poor that she can only rely on robbing. It’s a waste and shameful!