Wu Ni Huang Fei

Chapter 397 The Fierce One [15]

Still a little Pluto, I don't know how to laugh at him.

The two sides were fierce, and it was easy to kill him, but they didn't do anything, they just beat him up, humiliated him, and then left, but they refused to take his life?What does this mean? It means that people look down on him at all, and think that he is not even qualified to die at their hands.

Li Junhou's body was in pain, the pain was so painful that even his breathing would involve the wounds all over his body, he couldn't bear the pain, even when he first started to fight for his career, even in the unbearable childhood of his youth, he never hurt him so much .

But this pain, this physical injury is far from being able to compare with the humiliation in his heart.

How unbearable a person used to be, after success, the more he doesn't want to repeat the past, even loathe, hate...

Li Junhou is such a person. Success and power have become his everything now. He has tasted the sweetness of superiors giving orders. That kind of sweetness is addictive, more addictive than poppies, which leads to his Don't dare to face the slightest failure.

Li Junhou was lying on the cold ground at this moment, for a moment, in a very short time, he actually thought of committing suicide...

Now that he is like this, he really has no face to face those subordinates.

Li Junhou couldn't bear that his subordinates would look at him with the expression that someone would dare to beat Pluto after seeing his injuries, and that would make his courage and arrogance that had lasted for many years completely disappear.

Of course, the wounds that the two sides struck fiercely on Li Junhou's body would not heal so quickly. He lay on the ground until dawn before he felt a little bit of strength.

The place where Li Junhou was lying now happened to be on a mound that was slightly higher than other places.

When the sun rose from the east, he just saw it with his head upside down.

The sun fell on him, and although there was no warmth, it still made him feel a little better.

It was the first time in his life, five or sixty thousand years, really the first time he watched the sunrise so peacefully.

He had never paid attention to this thing before...

A round of red sun crossed the horizon and rose slowly, miraculously dispelling the darkness. The bright light illuminated every inch of land, coating the entire northwest with a layer of gold...

The sunset on the desert is different from the sea, and it is also different from the pure desert. However, it is also beautiful, but it is less vibrant and more desolate and lonely.

Li Junhou just looked at it like that, and then looked at it... Suddenly he felt a place in his heart became brighter, and the thoughts in his heart disappeared without a trace.

So what if he was beaten, it would be a real embarrassment if he died like this.

He is a man and a man, and he is now the king of the dark underworld. He has worked so hard for so many years, so he has to listen to him. Even if the king of the underworld really wants to go back more, he has no ability to protect him, and he can't blame others.

But no matter what, even if he knew that he couldn't beat him, he still wanted to fight for it.

Until the last moment, he didn't want to admit defeat easily.

Li Junhou himself is a particularly stubborn person, and it is usually difficult for him to change his mind once he has made up his mind.

He staggered up from the ground, shook off a thick layer of mud on his body, and took a long time out of his sleeves before he took out a silver mask and put it on his face.

(End of this chapter)