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Mi Dong roared, his long spear shook, the space that the sharp light passed through was destroyed inch by inch.

He never knew where he came from, who his parents were, or if he had any brothers. He had a nagging feeling that after waking up from his sleep, he had been captured by the almighty elder to become a strong man.

He did not think of himself as a monster, but few people made friends with him; he did not think of himself as a human, and he had no demons to make friends with.

One thing he was most afraid of was that other people or demons would say that he was half human, half demon. He hated people who insulted his origins the most.

The rage, the strong rage, had burned out his reason, and he had gone mad.

The long spear was thrust out, aiming straight at the large rat that was showing off its might.

When the rat saw that Mei Dong was about to attack, it immediately used its little tail to beat back the Iron Eagle and quickly retreated.

When the Iron Eagle saw that Mi Dong had rushed over, it was overjoyed. It was about to entangle the mouse, the two of them working together to kill it, but were slapped to the side by Mi Dong.

"Get out of the way!"

As for this fellow who was almost tortured by his anger, Iron Eagle did not bother about his crime of harming his comrades. He immediately retreated to the side and prepared to support Mei Dong at any time.

"Roar!" The long spear was like a thunderbolt, fast and overbearing. Even the cunning and nimble mouse felt like he had no way to dodge it. All he could do was to use his fiery red Zhen Qi to block it.

The spear's light pierced the fiery shield like the setting sun on the horizon, instantly piercing through the thin ice and entering the water. The shield dissipated, and the mouse fell to the ground, his two small eyes staring wide. He would never believe that this tiger-headed demoness was so tyrannical.

With a single spear thrust, he had killed that annoying big rat.

Holding the mouse on the tip of the spear, Mi Dong threw it towards the four old men from the Li Huo Sect.

When Black Panther dodged Mudong's "human meat bomb" and took a look, he discovered that this dead rat with several holes on its body was actually one of his comrades. It wasn't that the black panther was slow on the uptake, it was just that it had acted too quickly, causing the rat to die too cleanly. Not to mention the black panther, even the Iron Eagle standing in the middle of the formation couldn't see what was happening.

The four old men from the Li Huo Sect had been through a long battle and didn't have a deep relationship with the rat. On the contrary, they looked as if they were a few dozen years younger when they saw their enemy being killed.

The Black Panther that was trapped in the grievous news of the death of its deeply rooted brother was caught off guard by the sneak attack of the four old men.

Demonic beasts were demonic beasts, and humans could not compare to them in terms of perception of danger. After eating an old man's slash, he reacted with anger and directly smacked an old man to the point of spitting blood.

A powerful fighting consciousness exploded as the iron halberd continuously moved, transforming into numerous black shadows that chased after the old man and attacked him, causing the old man to be forced to retreat step by step without any chance of fighting back.

Relying on its coarse skin and thick flesh, the black panther endured the attacks of the three old men, swearing to kill the old man that vomited blood.

"Humph!" "F * ck, if you have the guts, kill this daddy here. After twenty years, this old man will beat you until you call him grandpa!"

The old man's beard had turned white, and his blood had yet to turn cold. He was like a young man who had been forced to spout out vicious words that would make any man's blood boil.

The black panther was as calm as a falcon that had found its prey in the sky, a tiger that had chased a fawn through the forest, a shark with gleaming teeth in the ocean, cold-blooded, ruthless, confident. At this moment, he was in control of his own death, the supreme death.

"No!"

The three old men rushed over with tears streaming down their faces. What kind of friendship could cause an old man who had almost understood life and death and was struggling in the cold-blooded world to shed tears?

"Arrogant!"

Mi Dong took out his spear from the black panther's head, and blew on the blood and brain matter on the spear, then directly rushed towards the flower with big steps.

Just now, Mo Dong's spear was like a lightning dragon soaring through the sky. With lightning speed, it struck the head of the black panther and killed it with a single spear strike.

"Weak!"

Mi Dong walked domineeringly towards the flustered flower, like a heavenly god above the ninth heaven, his majesty boundless, instantly defeating many bewitching young men and women under his spear.

One step, two steps … Every step that Mai Dong took was like a drumming drum, drumming on the heart of the flower, spreading from heart to body, from leaf to leaf, from twig to twig.

Very quickly, the flower blossomed!

The petals and leaves of the flower fell off one by one. Soon, they were all gone. The originally desolate land instantly became somewhat desolate. Everyone became sorrowful as they thought of their endless sorrows.

Everyone in the world had more or less hidden feelings of sadness in their hearts. Whether it was big or small, it would always make people feel dejected.

"Why isn't my wife truly in love!"

"Why isn't he handsome, why isn't she beautiful, and why does the person I don't like love me the most?"

"Why am I so unlucky? Why am I not handsome enough and beautiful enough? I have missed out on many good teachers and picked up a good martial art. Why did I, who was ignorant in the past, choose to hand it over to the country?"

"Why did this flower fall? Am I going to die as well?" Why is my luck always so bad? "Why do I have to work so hard to not be able to achieve my goals in life …"

Too many pessimism overflowed into the minds of the various people, and almost everyone was unavoidably affected.

Chang Lou, a person who always prided himself on being able to see through the mundane world, having seen through all the ways of the world, with his soul far surpassing that of an ordinary person, was also tricked.

"Why didn't I learn two moves back then?" Learning two more moves wouldn't make it so that I can't even beat a servant. I don't need to be bullied by this Zhu Yuxiao who bullies the weak and fears the strong, and I don't need to go to that Cosmic Star Academy. If I didn't go to the Cosmic Star Academy, I wouldn't recognize the heartless Yuan Datou, instead, I wouldn't interact with the smiling Xie Linghuang who had a saber hidden in his mouth and a sword in his stomach, staying away from him. Maybe I would become one of the four great swordsmen under the heavens, winning the title of number one beauty in the world — Feng Wuyi, and walk to the pinnacle of life. Even if I can't become one of the four swordsmen and can't win over Feng Wuyi, after all, I still have little interest in the world's number one beauty and number one swordsman. But even if that's the case, at least I won't die. "I really hate him …"

The Residence Hall was completely immersed in that gloomy and pessimistic mood and was unable to extricate itself.

Suddenly, two people emerged from the chaotic crowd. Holding sharp blades in their hands, they cruelly took in the geniuses who were immersed in pessimism. Almost no one realized this. Everyone had their own sorrows, even the carefree and carefree Ma Dong who had suddenly appeared out of a rock. Furthermore, this was just an ordinary person's body.

In a moment, the massacre was almost half complete, a bloody scene. However, these people were still immersed in their own worlds, not knowing anything until the sword had risen from the ground and fallen from the sky.