The Wonderful Journey of the Best Villain

Lin Ke Rod Aigan's body did not shed a lot of blood, and Jonson Joffrey gave this real man a glorious way to die.

Jonson Joffrey looked at the morning light on the horizon, as if slashing out a sharp sword from the top of a thousand Rocky mountains——

Jonson has never seen such a morning light. The light in the morning is not too strong. Jonson squinted slightly, the light appeared from the top of the mountain, and he found Jonson's face. His face was half bright and generally dark.

Even more, Jonson's red eyes were shining into a warm orange, and his eyes were as shiny as transparent gems.

Jonson shifted his gaze from the dawn, stretched out his hand, and took the eyes of the saint from the sand giant who was guarding the corpse.

The constant passing of the giant of sand is sand, and the sand ran out of Jonson’s hands, leaving only a pair of round eyes, engraved on them—

Turbo.

I got the eyes of the saint's body.

These eyes pierced Jonson's skin as if they were alive, crawling under the skin, and finally coincided with Jonson's eyes.

This is when the sun in the sky has completely risen, and Jonson Joffrey looked up again. His eyes have been replaced by the eyes of the saint. They are already brown-gray eyes. At this time, he can look directly at the red sun.

He can even see the flames of the sun, see every ray of it.

Jonson took a deep breath--

There is no so-called justice and evil in this world. There are only interests and bottom lines. Can the eyes of a saint distinguish justice from evil?

Johnson lowered his head to look at Lin Ke. Lin Ke's body was bathed in the sun, and under Jonson's gaze, he slowly fell into the quicksand.

There seems to be a smile on the corners of his mouth--

Become the food of the world as a human being.

Your goal has been achieved, killed by the stronger me.

Link Rod Aigan, I will always remember you.

It was September that the Rocky Mountain was already very cold, and Jonson turned around and saw Diego slowly descend from the stone he had been watching before and walked to Jonson's side.

Jonson's red transparent eyes turned into the saint's dry eyes. Jonson turned his head to look at him. The sun clearly illuminated every hair on Jonson's skin, and the white breath he exhaled was also clearly visible.

From the very beginning, he had the idea that he would be killed by Lin Ke, and he knew that Lin Ke would definitely reverse the time. He was hit in the left half of his body, and he was bound to die. When I saw his weakness, Lin Ke had already lost.

Although Jonson has told him about his weakness.

With the eyes of these saints, I will see more clearly in the future.

The eyes of the saint formally merged into those of Jonson, and his eyes returned to the red glass beads.

"Now that we have the body, let's continue to find the next body." Diego looked at Jonson for a while, and turned his eyes to the direction of the horse. He blew a whistle, and the two horses that were resting while grazing flew away. Rushed over.

Diego was not surprised that Jonson could kill Lin Ke, because Jonson was such a person, with both a gentle side and a violent side.

At the last moment, Jonson's still remembered Lin Ke who had sunk in the sand.

"If it's not a battle," Jonson said lightly. Diego gave him the windbreaker. There was still a strong wind at the bottom of the Rocky Mountain in September, and then he climbed up the horse flexibly, and the wind blew his coat to hunt.

"I will probably be friends with him." Johnson said, and then what appeared in his mind was a scene of Lin Ke drinking a pot of dirty wine in a snowstorm.

Diego grabbed Jonson by the collar and almost lifted him—

"I'm not interested in these, but I just want to let you know." Diego said viciously, "Next time I won't cooperate with you to do things that fools can do."

Jonson looked at him blankly. From Diego's point of view, this battle was completely unnecessary and not in line with his life values. He was also very angry. The reason for the anger was that he could have left it. Jonson didn't care, took his eyes and left here completely.

"The eyes of the saint's body, I'll give it to you," Diego loosened Jonson's collar, and then rode a few steps aside, "The rest of the body is mine."

"You can stand up now, too?" Diego said, turning his back to Jonson, "Now we can part ways."

"???"

Jonson sighed inwardly. Brother Diego is really annoying. He has to be busy with him every day, can't he find the body together?

"The next road, I will go on with you." Jonson's tone was not turbulent, completely different from Diego's irritable voice, "It is true that now I have my eyes and I have completely stood up. "

"But, anyway, if we don't get all the remains, someone else will definitely **** my eyes from me."

"The top priority now is to get all the remains and kill everyone else who came to **** them, so that we can get eternal peace of mind."

Diego looked back fiercely at Jonson, his eyes were still full of murderous intent, but he also recognized Jonson's words.

"Even without you, Jonson." Diego said, "My Dio will definitely get all the remains."

"If you don't have me running with you, it would be difficult for you to finish the entire SBR course."

"Yes, yes, thanks to you Diego." Jonson Joffrey said perfunctorily.

Jonson ran out with a horse belly, and Diego would be the most annoying character if he were in the novel.

Although Jonson’s tone was perfunctory, Diego believed that this was a performance that Jonson had succumbed to him. Jonson had already admitted that the leader of this game was DIO, not Jonson.

So he surpassed Jonson and insisted on running ahead of Jonson. Jonson silently watched Diego behave like a child sometimes.

Forget it, I'm Jonson Joffrey, I don't care about you.

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"left already!"

Jello scolded and knocked over his drunk can. Just an hour after Jonson and Diego defeated Linco Rodagen, Jello and Jonny arrived here.

Jonny looked at the map, then at the scene of the battle, and then said: "They are fighting here. This place should be where the saint's body is."

Jonny used his brain to think carefully. The Rocky Mountain in September was still very cold, and Jonny was immediately looking at the messy hoof prints.

"Here are the footsteps of three horses, two of them Jonson and Diego, and the other one should be their enemy."