National Creation: My world is indescribable

Tears slipped down the corners of his eyes, but it was because of heartache, not bitterness.

Her lips pursed, and her voice was low and inaudible.

Wang Yuanzhou smiled slightly, thinking about what she finally wanted to say.

It was only because the throat was cut that he could not make a sound smoothly, so he lowered his head slightly, attached it to the other party's ear, and at the same time held the hand of the dagger, and suddenly tensed for three points.

In some ways, the other party did not disappoint him, and when he tried to capture any information from the other party's whisper, he could only faintly hear the words "young master".

The hand that clenched the dagger suddenly exerted force, passed through the thin body, plunged into the green grass below, looked back, and saw that the last glimmer of light had dissipated in the girl's pupils, her mouth was wide open, and gurgling blood flowed from it.

Before she died, the girl wanted to inflict the final damage on herself, but she was just deceiving and trying to bite off his ear.

"Hey... Zhang Tianfan He De He is worth paying so much for this.

Wang Yuanzhou stood up, crossed his hands at his waist, and his tone was helpless and quite emotional.

With a long sigh, he immediately stomped on her head.

The change beside him was also noticed by Wang Yuanzhou.

The woman who had been hiding in the secret had previously asked Wang Yuanzhou to detect her whereabouts.

But before he could react, another group of assassins had already encountered him.

This disrupted his plans and apparently broke the woman's plans as well.

A graceful figure emerged in the shadows, and what was already being held in his hand was a high-quality talisman.

Apparently, this lady had similar ideas to the previous group of assassins.

The only difference may be that the camp and the previous Wang Yuanzhou were caught off guard.

However, at this time, he who had already reacted naturally would not be like before, standing alone in place, helpless, like a clown.

Moreover, because Ye Mengyun was near him at the moment, the woman was obviously a little slow to make a move.

This also gave Wang Yuanzhou enough reaction time.

No matter how shocking the Creator is in the [world], in the real world.

The improvement is not very obvious, maybe there will be an enhancement of physical functions... For example, the speed increases, the senses become extremely sharp, and the ability to grow.

However, in the end, there is still no transgression from the category of a normal person.

Perhaps she could put part of the [World] outside the present world to resist the possible damage, but because her attention was completely focused on crushing the Talisman at the moment, trying to drag Wang Yuanzhou into the [World] War, she ignored this.

For this, she will pay an irreparable price....

That was the dagger held in Wang Yuanzhou's hand, which had already penetrated deep into her neck at this moment, and the blood was steaming mist in the cold air.

Wang Yuanzhou came straight to her and pulled out the dagger that ran through her throat.

Crossing Lu Ran's corpse, he went straight to Ye Mengyun's side, picked up the cumbersome girl who had been unconscious since the early days of the war, and immediately left this no-man's land full of bloody aura.

......

Time passed, and after about two or three hours, the cold dead place was illuminated by an abrupt light.

The graceful gilded cinnabar red sports car stopped here, and two strong men dressed in black got out first, one vigilantly watching around, and the other respectfully came to the back of the car and carefully opened the door.

Zhang Tianfan, who had a rather gloomy face, walked down from it, and he didn't even need to look around, just by relying on the bloody aura of the air, he could already judge the miserable situation here.

Taking a deep breath, let the cold air pour into his lungs, let the anger seem a little restless to the head, sobered up a little, his eyes flowed, his gaze went straight across Lu Ran's body, and fell on the cold frost whose head had become paste.

The violent and cruel man's eyes flashed with a touch of irrepressible sadness, and he came straight to the other party's side and leaned down, but the miserable appearance made him unable to bear to look directly.

The two of them have been together for so long, who knows that in the end, they will not even see each other.

"Young Master, do you want to continue to send people..."

said the man in black behind him, the meaning in his words was very obvious.

Zhang Tianfan's eyes flashed with an almost irrepressible fierceness, and there was an indescribable resentment in words.

I saw that the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his smile was cruel and vicious.

"Of course, it's only about two or three days before the academy championship, and that person must want to rush back to the past as much as possible..."

"Set up an ambush along the way, as long as that mongrel doesn't step into the academy, even if it is slaughtered in front of Lin Wan!"

Since his boss has already spoken about this, the two of them rely on people to eat until the dog's legs, naturally there is nothing to say.

Silent for a moment, let Zhang Tianfan, who was crouching on the ground, be sad for a moment, and the strong man behind him opened his mouth to ask tentatively.

"Young Master, these two, what should I do?"

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Tianfan stood up and looked back, but his eyes were as cold as frost.

"Chop up and feed the dogs!"

"Clams?"

The strong man in black paused, then reacted, arched his body, and spoke.

"I understand, I will order the people to chop up Lu Ran's body, and then instruct

-" "No need! This waste has reached this age, presumably the meat and wood on the body will not work, find a place everywhere, dig a pit and bury it!

"The flesh of the cold frost is delicate and tight, it's time to give my good dog a turn on the appetite."

Zhang Tianfan's tone was flat, and his previous grief-stricken posture seemed to be nothing more than an illusion.

The strong man in black behind him swallowed his saliva with difficulty, took a deep breath, lowered his head, spoke in a flat tone but could not hold back the trembling, and spoke.

"I see, it just so happens that your dog has not had a good appetite recently, such delicate good meat will definitely make his index fingers move..."

Ye Mengyun had a dream.

A nightmare.

The content of the nightmare is her dark and bleak childhood.

She had never seen her father since she was a child, and her mother, who always had a layer of frost on her face, pulled her up.

The woman who killed decisively and fiercely demanded a lot from her.

But she has been quite intelligent since childhood, and she can understand the good intentions of the other party.

The person at the heart of the center of power cannot be an indecisive and incompetent person.

She understood that she could understand all the facts about her mother's expectations of her and the harsh corporal punishment.

The only point that still makes her difficult to let go, like a heart demon and poison, has always made her linger, and dare not forget for a moment.

That is, she is not allowed to be a woman.