The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Nancheng Nanping Airport.

At the last moment of   's ascension to the throne, Jiang Ye went through the security check with his suitcase in his hand. He was tall and had long legs and stood out from the crowd.

At the last moment of   's ascension to the throne, Jiang Ye went through the security check with his suitcase in his hand. He was tall and had long legs and stood out from the crowd.

   was boarding the plane immediately, but his heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

   As if something went beyond expectations.

   Jiang Ye suppressed the unexplained feeling and walked towards the boarding gate.

   "Jiang Ye!"

   was followed by eager shouts.

   He stopped and turned to look.

   "Contemplation month?"

   "Something happened!" Shen Siyue clutched her heart, her face turned pale, and rushed to Jiang Ye, incoherently: "Something happened..."

   "My dad... kidnapped Jiang Li'an... Now, now..."

  Meditation month made it all clear with difficulty.

   The mobile phone Jiang Ye was holding slammed to the ground!

   All ominous premonitions became reality.

  The heartbeat started to panic at this moment.

   In the next second, Jiang Ye threw away the suitcase and rushed out desperately, leaving an afterimage on the hem of his clothes.

   "Sir! Sir!" The airport staff shouted in amazement.

   Peak.

  The sky and the earth are vast.

   When the scalpel was about to approach Shen Weishan, Shen Weishan whistled, and in the mountains, there were countless animals and vicious dogs!

   The fierce beast roared at Shen Qingzhuo and Tan Junxi in its throat, its pupils glowed green, and it would pounce on and bite human flesh at any time!

   Hundreds of ancient warriors even appeared on the mountain, surrounding the two of them!

   Shen Qingzhuo had just thrown someone over the shoulder, but he was attacked by the two behind him, and someone kicked him heavily on his knees.

Instead of kneeling down, the teenager straightened up in a twisted arc, with a sullen groan in his throat, kicked one person flying, and threw the other sneak attack on the snow, punching the opponent's face with a punch. Smash it down!

   A lifeless style of play, no matter how many injuries or how serious you are, you just want to beat the opponent to death and make a life-threatening situation.

   "Beast Taming—" Shen Qingzhuo raised his head and looked at the beasts attacking from all directions. He had long since lost the instincts of animals and became a vicious dog driven by Shen Weishan.

   This is a family-specific trump card, usually used against foreigners.

  Shen Qingzhuo was fortunate enough to be thrown into the wolf's den by Shen Weishan and fought to the death, so he was naturally familiar with them.

  The boy licked the blood that overflowed from his thin lips, and his actions were evil and wanton: "Just right, move your muscles and bones."

  Tan Junxi narrowed his eyes and looked at the scene around him. He put one hand in his pocket and rubbed the remote control slightly, his eyes dark and unclear.

   "Give it to me!" Shen Weishan's brows were arrogant and gloomy, and all the beasts rushed up at the same time as he gave the order.

   On the barren snow-capped mountains for thousands of miles, it is shocking and dangerous.

Shen Qingzhuo lazily knelt down on one knee and half-kneeled, his knee was against a martial artist's chest, he just beat him to death, his back was slightly arched, his posture was lazy, his hands were wounded, stained with blood, and the blood ran along the cold white wrist bones. The black moles dripped down, dyeing the pure white snow the most brilliant red, like a red rose blooming in the abyss.

   He casually hooked his finger at the beast: "Stop."

  's voice carried a compulsive cold command, and that face was too eye-catching in the wind and snow, sharp and deep, almost breaking through the blood.

  Shen Weishan only thought it was funny, and sneered loudly: "Ferocious beasts of all dynasties can only be tamed by the owner of the family, and they are ordered by one—"

The voice of    stopped abruptly.

   The wild wolf lay down in front of Shen Qingzhuo and let out a long cry from his throat!

   The whole mountain echoed with wolf howls, and the echoes were empty and lingering for a long time.

"Have you seen it? He is your food, you can eat him." Shen Qingzhuo spit out a sentence, he slowly stood up straight, the thin clothes were chasing the wind, the smile on his lips was in the heavy snow, fatal Evil.

   All the beasts turned around the first time he gave the order, staring at Shen Weishan with green eyes!

  Shen Weishan's scalp is numb: "This is impossible..."

"what!"

  The leg was bitten by the beast, and he bit down a piece of blood dripping through his pants. The blood that blew out further stimulated the wolf nature of all animals.

   Shen Weishan screamed and roared at the guards at home: "Save me! Save me!"

  The ancient warrior's face changed slightly, he glanced at the young man in the center with a little fear, and quickly walked towards the head of the family, Shen Weishan.

"boom-!"

"boom-!"

   Two deafening explosions sounded, tearing the eardrums. Under the impact of the strong explosives, the entire abandoned steel factory was in flames, and the piled up thick steel bars were even more shaky.

  The huge power of the explosion blocked people's sight, and temporarily lost their sight and voice.

   A raging fire burns up—

   The vast majority of people were not spared, and the ancient warriors cried out in pain in the fire!

  Tan Junxi held the remote control button of the bomb in his hand, his brows and eyes were extremely cold, and he lowered his eyes and smiled, a gentleman like jade: "Do you still have a hole card? Why don't you take it out together."

   In Shen Weishan's increasingly frightened eyes, he said softly, "You don't have it, but it's my turn."

   Such a powerful explosive, if it is not carefully prepared in advance, how could it have caused such a consequence? !

  In this day and age, unless you have biological friends, how can you prepare so many…

  Shen Weishan finally tasted the taste of fear and slowly backed away, but the drug attack in his body made him unable to use the slightest strength, and became a fish to be slaughtered!

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   "I can cooperate with you! You and I don't know each other, you don't need to help Shen Qingzhuo do this!" Shen Weishan was sweating coldly.

   "I don't know each other." Tan Junxi chewed these four words repeatedly, "But I know you."

   Shen Weishan widened his eyes.

   "I've been looking for you for seventeen years." The scalpel was inserted next to Shen Weishan's head, only one centimeter away, "Don't you like hitting people the most? Let's take it slow today."

The number   17 seemed to stimulate Shen Weishan's brain. He looked at the familiar eyebrows and eyes in front of him, and between lightning and flint, he wanted to understand all this!

   "You are that woman's child?!"

  Seventeen years ago, Shen Weishan lingered in the human world, playing with a few men and killing a woman. He remembered that there was a young boy at that time. If someone hadn't stopped him, Shen Weishan would probably have killed the child together.

  Tan Junxi thought it was quite ridiculous.

   The victim tossed and turned day and night and dared not forget, but the perpetrator forgot everything and moved forward happily.

no problem.

   He will judge everyone.

The man was standing on a high mountain, with white snow behind him. He only wore a thin white shirt, which was clean and dust-free. Now, a little bit of blood has been splattered. .

  Tan Junxi stabbed the opponent's rib with a knife, and the blade pierced into the flesh, making a tingling sound that made the scalp tingle!

   He knew where he would not die and where he would be tortured.

   "Does it hurt?" Tan Junxi laughed, under the silver-wire lens, her eyes were red, and the ends of her eyes were also red, and an unknown storm surged in her eyes, "She also hurt at the beginning."

   Even if there was even the slightest bit of pity, why is it today.

  What if you take revenge, the dead are already dead, tortured to death, humiliated and hated, and dead without dignity, and will never return to this world!

   After looking for someone for so many years, it finally came into his hands. Tan Junxi's hand with the knife was shaking. It wasn't fear, it was excitement, it was fun, and it was a morbid desire for revenge.

"Don't kill me!" Shen Weishan screamed in his throat. He is a bully and fears hardship. Knowing that today's people can't afford it, he immediately cried bitterly and begged for mercy, "It's been seventeen years, and it's long gone! I I am willing to make up for you! Don't kill me! Shen Qingzhuo saves me—"