Reaper's Wings

Life is like a play, and the play that belongs to Huahua now is painful. Fortunately, she is already in a coma at this time, otherwise Song Dong and Tieniu don't know how to face her in the future. (w. guan.)

And because of Tie Niu's cry, Huahua came out of hell again with the special products of hell on her body, and a faint gray and black gas permeated Huahua's body.

"what!"

The voice of the death scythe appeared in Song Dong's mind: "Boy, do as I say immediately, or this little girl will die soon."

Song Dong has also seen the abnormality, the strangely appearing gray-black dead air has dyed the originally white flowers as black as coal.

A mantra sounded in his mind, and Song Dong followed the death scythe silently without any hesitation. Slowly, Song Dong felt the Sanskrit iron chain connected to his heart turn for a long time, breaking out from his heart , pierced straight into Huahua's heart.

Slowly, the gray-black dead air entered the body of the death sickle through the Sanskrit iron chain.

"What is this?" Song Dong felt the pain in his heart, but he didn't frown a bit, and he was still communicating with the death scythe in his mind.

"It's the air of hell!" A rare hint of excitement appeared in the voice of the death scythe: "This is a great tonic for me."

"What is the air of hell? Why does Huahua have the air of hell?"

The speed at which the Sanskrit iron chain absorbed the hell energy of the gray and black e was getting faster and faster, but the hell energy produced in Huahua's body did not decrease at all, but had a tendency to increase.

"The gas of hell, of course, is the gas in hell." The death scythe explained: "This little girl should have suffered great pain when she was about to die, her spirit was extremely twisted, and the little girl herself It contains a kind of blood that can only appear in hell, so at this time, the big man in hell captured her location, this is the big man who wants to enter this world through the little girl's body."

"If we were a step slower just now, the little girl would be completely transformed by the hellish air, and she would really die."

"Is there really hell?" Song Dong murmured, as if he didn't know the world more and more: "What kind of blood is Huahua, why is it unique to hell."

"Originally, this little girl only had a trace of Hell Knight's blood, but after being baptized with so much hell energy, the power of her blood is increasing."

"That……"

Song wanted to ask something else, when suddenly a voice came from outside.

"Tie Niu, you're finally back. We've been waiting for you for a long time." Dao Scar walked in from the outside with a few bare-chested men, and Li Dou, who had just informed Ti Niu, was also following them behind.

Everything is obvious.

Li Dou looked at Tieniu who was still kneeling in front of the inner room and cried, "Tieniu, Uncle Li is sorry for you, but your fat aunt is in their hands, and I can't help it."

No one would care about Li Dou's complaints at this time, and Tieniu's eyes looked at Dao Scar as if he was on fire.

"Scar!"

A sound like a wild beast came from Tie Niu's throat, and he was about to rush out like a wild beast, but Tie Niu who had just rushed out suddenly felt a pain in his neck, and fell into a coma when his eyes went dark.

Song Dong stood behind Tie Niu, still holding the unconscious Hua Hua in one hand, and the death scythe was still crazily absorbing the hell energy coming from her body, while the other hand was just withdrawn from behind Tie Niu.

This burly young man's spirit has been greatly stimulated today, and now he is only looking for death when he rushes towards these people.

Scar was obviously taken aback when he saw Song Dong who suddenly appeared.

"Who are you, why did you stun Iron Bull?"

Speaking of Scar, he found Huahua in Song Dong's arms again, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes and said, "Is this little girl still alive? Unfortunately, she's too young to feel anything."

Song Dong's eyes were calm, but beneath the calm was a sea of ​​blood.

"They should have no grievances with you, why would they treat them so cruelly when they are only children."

"There is no injustice or enmity." Dao Scar said and raised a finger, which was wrapped with a layer of gauze: "I didn't think about dealing with them at first, but they dared to rot my finger, that's their own court death."

Scar's words made Song Dong's heart beat faster, and his blood surged uncontrollably.

He looked down at Tie Niu who was knocked unconscious by him and said, "Didn't you ask why I knocked Tie Niu unconscious, because I don't want him to see the next scene that will make people have nightmares."

After saying this sentence, Song Dong hugged Huahua and walked forward step by step. The reason why he hugged Huahua was that the death scythe was absorbing the spirit of hell in her body through the Sanskrit iron chain and could not be separated. The comatose Huahua could no longer be seen, but Song Dong also wanted Huahua to go with him to kill these people with his own hands.

Seeing Song Dong approaching step by step, Scar was frightened for no reason, and immediately said: "Boy, you are too arrogant, do you really think that one person can deal with us, my Sanzhu Gang has hundreds of brothers. "

Song Dong ignored him and continued walking towards him with firm steps.

Scared, Dao Scar stretched out his hand and pushed a younger brother beside him and said, "Give it to me, kill him and I'll give you ten taels of silver."

The young boy with bare breasts was a little scared at first, or he was stimulated by the ten taels of silver, so he roared, and rushed towards Song Dong with the knife in his hand.

Ah!

The little brother who had just rushed in front of Song Dong suddenly screamed, and the scream seemed to have some rhythm. He suddenly found that there was something more outside his chest, the back arm of an arm.

Before the knife he raised fell down, Song Dong's free palm directly passed through his chest, pierced through the back of the chest, and held a throbbing scarlet in his hand.

Bang!

Song Dong withdrew his arm. He saw the heart in Song Dong's hand and realized that his heart was really ugly.

The little brother who rushed over was directly seized by Song Dong and died, and fell to the ground. Song Dong's footsteps did not stop, and he stepped on this person's head and continued to walk past.

Snapped!

The head at Song Dong's feet split open, blood red and milky white flowed all over the ground.

Scar has killed people before, and several of his younger brothers have died, but they have never seen such a murderer before. They found that their hand holding the knife was already unstable, and Li Dou was already scared in this scene. Passed out.

Song Dong's footsteps were still moving forward, and the other younger brother couldn't stand this oppressive and breathless situation at first, and started to move backwards.

Boom boom boom!

Every time Song Dong's footsteps hit their hearts like drumbeats, the hearts seemed to be broken.

"what!"

Finally, a person couldn't take it anymore, his backward steps immediately changed direction, and he started to run backwards, but...

Bang!

His run had just begun and it was over. At the back of his neck, a heart spread out like fireworks, dyeing his entire back red, and his head was separated from him under the impact of this scattered heart. When he opened, he saw his headless body running in the back, relying on his habit, and then fell to the ground, the eyes on his head were wide open, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.

The other two younger brothers who wanted to run along, after seeing this scene, their feet could not move a step, as if a heavy weight fell on their ankles, and the knife in their hands fell to the ground. Terrified, they don't know what else to do.

Only Scar's hand could barely hold the knife, but he had forgotten how to swing it.

Song Dong finally came to him.

"You, who are you?"

A trembling voice said from Scar's mouth, he would never say that he still has hundreds of brothers, in front of this person, no, in front of this demon, no matter how many people there are, it is useless.

"I am the owner of a restaurant!"

It was impossible for Dao Scar to think that Song Dong would say such a sentence.

"There is an owner of a restaurant!"

Scar repeated this sentence, and his thinking suddenly stopped.

Song Dong looked at Scar and laughed, but it really looked so intimidating.

"How do you want to die?"

"I do not want……"

Snapped!

Scar hadn't finished speaking, but he couldn't speak anymore, because his tongue was already in Song Dong's hands, and he pulled it out deeply.

"Why don't you say it, didn't you hear what I said?"

Song Dong's smile remained unchanged, as if he was chatting with Scar.

"Since you can't hear, what do you need these ears for?"

Snapped!Snapped!

Scar's two ears left.

"And those eyes of yours are disgusting."

Then Scar's eyes went blind.

"Your lower body is so dirty!"

Scar became a eunuch.

"Your nose is too protruding."

"Your arms are too long."

"Your legs are too short."

……

In the end, the scar turned into a human stick. What is a human stick means that there is no raised place on the whole body, just like a stick.

What's even more frightening is that Scar is still alive, and he is still conscious!

Death, what a wonderful thing for him now.

Then Song Dong glanced at the remaining two younger brothers, and then they died. Naturally, it wasn't Song Dong who had practiced the stunt of killing people with eyes, but they were scared to death by the scene in front of them.

After finishing all this, Song Dong looked at the unconscious Huahua in his arms and said softly, "Huahua, it's okay, the bad guys are dead."

As if she could hear Song Dong's words, a smile appeared on the corner of Huahua's mouth, and Huahua returned to her usual self. At this time, the sound of Death's Scythe sounded in her ears again.

"The person in hell finally knows how powerful I am. Hmph, how much hell energy I send is still absorbed by me, and I'm full again. This little girl has also benefited a lot."

The Death Scythe didn't comment on Song Dong's performance during the whole process, as if he should have done so, and as soon as the Death Scythe's words fell, Song Dong also felt that the Sanskrit iron chain had returned to its original state and was pulled out of Huahua's body.

Putting Huahua by Tieniu's side, Song Dong put Xiaobao and Xiangzi together.

"Before dawn, I don't want to hear that there is still one alive in the Sanzhu Gang!"

"Yes!"

The figure of the black dragon kneeling in front of Song Dong disappeared.