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But her mouth is still hanging charming smile, only the skin visible to the naked eye speed, into a weak pale.

A lot of blood gushed out from her mouth and nose, like a stream of flowing streams. It quickly slipped through the cold skin, and in the blink of an eye, it had deeply penetrated into the bottom, leaving the little girl motionless lying in the same place, her eyes still open, as if she was still looking at Lin Hao.

He looked at the silent little girl, and finally with a long sigh, squatted down again, gently stroked each other's cheek, closed the beautiful eyes, and then stood up straight again, turned over and looked at the 13 black robed people.

There was no expression on his face, only a pair of eyes half narrowed, people could not guess what the boy was thinking.

And the thirteen black robed people were also very strange. It was clear that their eldest brother was killed, but they still stood in the same place, looking at Lin Hao with the same expressionless face, which made the scene suddenly become a little embarrassed.

Lin Hao threw away the blood from the sword, opened his lips, and said coldly: "I'm not a good man, and I don't like to be angry at ordinary times - but a pervert like you really insults the bad guy. Today I'll show my mercy and send you on the road."

He stroked the sword in his hand, then with a smile, and said in a soft tone: "don't worry, my sword is not slow. When you go on the road, I promise there will be no pain."

A black robed man stepped forward, and the ground suddenly surged up, but it was not the soil that was moving, but a stream of scarlet blood suddenly came out and swished into the black robed man's chest.

The blood like self-consciousness, quickly penetrated the black robe, disappeared without a trace, not even a trace of blood left in the middle of the clothes, all into the black robe man's body.

Lin Hao saw that his exposed fingers were a little red, and his blood vessels were also protruding. His blood was like a bug, swimming in the blood vessels crazily.

He took a step, crossed the sword in his hand, and recited the number in his heart. After counting to three, the man in black began to laugh in a low voice.

The laughter was very strange. It was like an eight foot muscular man who wanted to hold Rouge as a girl. His thick voice was sharp and thin. It was a real eunuch's voice, but he insisted on giving out the girl's gentle laughter.

The next second, the earth trembled again, and his sudden blood vessels subsided instantly. As if the other 12 people had received some silent apocalypse in the silence, they waved their arms without hesitation and cut the throats of the 13 children in step.

Lin Hao is still a man of benevolence and righteousness. As soon as his eyes close, his anger soars from his heart, burning his reason. When he opens his eyes again, his eyes are filled with the cold and murderous intention of rage.

"Most people pay attention to one morality." Mingming is so angry emotionally, but his voice is still indifferent, and his tone doesn't fluctuate, as if he is just a passer-by. "As the saying goes, there is a way to steal, but you are just a pervert with brain problems. It doesn't make sense."

The black robed man, seeing the killing intention in his eyes, giggled instead, and the shaking of the ground stopped instantly.