Metropolis Super Mercenary King

Mandala chest appeared a blood hole, blood Chunchun flowing, eyes originally infinite killing opportunity, in this moment disappeared, turned into a soft expression, showing a pale and sad smile: "Ling Xian, you still win."

Looking at the mandala lying in the pool of blood, Ling Xian did not have the joy of the winner, nor did she kill her old enemies. She was in such an indescribable state of mind. There were just painful smiles: "I don't think I won. I killed my competitors and my relatives. If I won, I would rather not come back."

"Yes, you could not have come back, so I'll treat you as nonexistent, but why do you want to come back? What do you say? I don't want to be killed by the master, and I don't want to be killed by the master. I don't want to be killed by me? Are you really so much like the palace master The mandala has a self mocking smile.

"I don't want to be the palace master. I never thought about it from the beginning to the end. From the day when we were selected, I decided not to come back. But you shouldn't use such means. The old palace master raised us up. You shouldn't fight against her. You shouldn't force the palace. So when I came back, I wanted to kill you. I even arranged everything to take everything that belonged to me from your unfaithful and unfilial hands. Only in this way can I be worthy of the great kindness of the palace master to me. "

Ling Xian said here, and his face showed indescribable sadness: "but I still gave up my arrangement. I didn't let the Hades bring his troops here. I didn't disclose the location of the Dragon Palace. I just want to come back to see the old palace master. If you can, I hope you let me take the master away. After that, the Dragon Palace and I will have no relationship."

"What you said was true?" The breath of mandala is getting weaker and weaker. She remembers what Ling Xian said to her when she returned to the Dragon Palace a few months ago. At that time, she thought it was just Lingxian's means and plan to deceive her.

"Ha ha!" Show a smile of self mockery: "I just didn't think, you kill my heart can be so strong."

"Although I will do it again, I will still regret it now. If you were killed today, I will regret it, but I will still do so, because I really don't understand why the palace master chooses you. Why should I be the stepping stone?" Even though the breath is getting weaker and weaker, the mandala is still very excited at the moment.

But at this time, a woman's voice, which seemed to come from nine days away, thought: "because I don't want you to be locked in this deep palace all your life. The outside world is colorful. Once you become the master of the palace, it means that you have lost your freedom."

A woman who looked about 30 years old with a cold breath appeared in front of the public. Even the king of killers like futu didn't respond.

Ling Xian said in surprise, "palace master, you wake up!"

Yes, this woman is Ao Shuanghua, the master of Dragon Palace, one of several killer organizations in the world.

Everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly at the woman's face.

But Ling Xian just saw the face of the palace master, still pale, a little less once elegant, more cold-blooded and cold-blooded.

The palace master looked at Ling Xian indifferently and did not respond to Ling Xian's words. He snorted to a killer lying in a corner in the distance: "get out of here!"

Suddenly, the man who shot the mandala just now was carrying a gun, sweating on his head, and ran over quickly. His body was shivering and said, "I'm going to see the palace master."

Ao Shuanghua looks around for a week. Almost all the people in Mandala are dead. Only the mandala and her inner top bodyguard are still lying on the ground, but they are not completely dead.

Ao Shuanghua looked at the mandala with a kind of loving and sad look in his eyes. What did the mandala feel? He couldn't help saying, "why?"

What she asked was not why Ao Shuanghua was partial, but why Ao Shuanghua said that.

Ao Shuanghua examined the wound of Mandala, and then his eyes became more and more sad. He sighed: "so far, I tell you that you are my daughter, so I don't want you to be the palace master. Naturally, you should be biased towards Ling Xian, but I didn't expect that it would make your heart narrow and hurt you. I'm sorry

Ao Shuanghua sad to say a groundbreaking secret.

At this moment, mandala is also very surprised, but her expression is frozen in this moment, her eyes gradually lose luster, the breath has returned to silence.

Next to the dying bodyguard looked at the dead Mandala, his face appeared abnormal flush, almost with his greatest strength in his life, he called to the Mandala: "I Wenheng like you, no matter you are in the sky or underground, I will follow you! One life, ten lives! "

With that, the bodyguard, named Wenheng, gathered his whole body's inner strength in his hand and directly slapped him in the head.

In an instant, Wen Heng's seven holes bled to death and fell beside the mandala. His eyes were wide open. He seemed to be still looking at the woman in his mind. He wanted to see this for a lifetime, ten livesAo Shuanghua revealed two drops of tears and said faintly, "my mother will avenge you and let them bury you with you."

Lingxian futu and Disha heard this sentence, and instantly recovered from his astonishment, and then his face changed greatly, because the three of them felt incomparable murderous spirit and even made them unable to move.

Ao Shuanghua first looked at Disha and his voice became bleak: "you broke my daughter's heart with one shot. You should be killed!"

Almost instantaneously, Ao Shuanghua held out a hand, and in the blink of an eye, he inserted it into Disha's chest. After the terrible breath, Ao Shuanghua's hand pulled back.

Suddenly a beating heart appeared in the hand, in front of the panic of the ground Sha face, directly pinched, viscous blood splashed.

Almost instantly, the butcher grabbed Ling Xian and ran outside. They felt Ao Shuanghua's shocking killing opportunity.

Ling Xian seems to be silly, let the butcher pull the fast running, it seems that she still can't understand why it is like this.

But the fast running figure of the butcher stopped, because Ao Shuanghua had already blocked their way. In Ao Shuanghua's eyes, there was still a cold opportunity to kill.

"Why?" It's Ling Xian's turn to ask this time.

"My daughter was killed by you, I should revenge, and, this secret, let it be buried in the ground, so, all must die!" Ao Shuanghua's murder seems to capture people's soul.

The butcher took out his own dagger, as if he had not been affected. He looked at the woman in front of him: "we don't say, let us go!"

"Butu, this palace has been very kind to you. Do you want to kill me?" Shuanghua is cold.

"Just because you had a good pair of bedrooms, I promised Ling Xian that I would ask for justice, but I didn't expect that this was the case!" It was rare for the butcher to show some excitement on his face.

"How?" Ao Shuanghua sneered coldly.

"Who is the father of Mandala?" Butu's face seemed calm, but his eyes were bloodshot.

"Are you qualified to ask?" Ao Shuanghua looks at the butcher with disdain.