Supreme Satyr
Chapter 58
Yunmenglong didn't escape. He looked at the light of the blade and was still so quiet. Now he is not a thief, but a sad walker. Facing such murderous spirit, he sighed. This sigh is like the essence. It weighs thousands of kilograms and hits the masked man's heart. His mind is shocked, uneasy, uneasy, overwhelming uneasiness. This sigh is more like the sigh of death. The masked man couldn't help but speed up the chopping speed.
Yunmenglong stretched out two fingers, the index finger and middle finger, and the index finger and middle finger of his left hand. His left hand is more terrible than his right. This is the words of the patriarch. The masked man didn't understand the patriarch at that time, but now he understands.
This is the hand of God or the hand of the devil. Two fingers make everyone despair. Like a totem, it makes people worship. Time stops. At this moment, the masked man's knife stops between these two fingers. It is tired and has no power to move any more.
The masked man's face was pale, in sharp contrast to the black cloth. His pupils widened, showing an expression of fear. He also screamed like Chu Xiuer: "a finger!"
Yunmenglong sighed, "Why are people with such high martial arts so ignorant? This is not a finger. This is lobster pliers. You can rest in peace."
He gently stretched out his right hand and printed it on the masked man's chest. The masked man moaned, and the blood from his mouth opened gorgeous flowers in the air. His body floated in the air and finally landed on the leaves. His vitality was dead. Before he died, he cried in his heart, "Lord, how can this man teach me the unique skills of Lingxi one finger and Tianmo God's palm? Why..." unfortunately, yunmenglong didn't read his mind and didn't know what the masked man thought.
Cloud dream dragon said, "it doesn't matter if you kill me, but it's your fault that you scare my woman."
Yunmenglong tried his best for the first time and killed for the first time. But he had no discomfort at all. On the contrary, he enjoyed it very much. A living person, under his own hands, can't move, can't talk, can't breathe. It feels good to hold the fate of others in the palm of your hand. Is he yunmenglong born a ruthless man. "Shit, how could it be? I'm so sentimental, righteous and infatuated." yunmenglong shook his head and was a little tired. Killing is really manual work. It's almost as tired as sex. Shit, I still prefer to go to bed.
Yunmenglong stretched out two fingers, the index finger and middle finger, and the index finger and middle finger of his left hand. His left hand is more terrible than his right. This is the words of the patriarch. The masked man didn't understand the patriarch at that time, but now he understands.
This is the hand of God or the hand of the devil. Two fingers make everyone despair. Like a totem, it makes people worship. Time stops. At this moment, the masked man's knife stops between these two fingers. It is tired and has no power to move any more.
The masked man's face was pale, in sharp contrast to the black cloth. His pupils widened, showing an expression of fear. He also screamed like Chu Xiuer: "a finger!"
Yunmenglong sighed, "Why are people with such high martial arts so ignorant? This is not a finger. This is lobster pliers. You can rest in peace."
He gently stretched out his right hand and printed it on the masked man's chest. The masked man moaned, and the blood from his mouth opened gorgeous flowers in the air. His body floated in the air and finally landed on the leaves. His vitality was dead. Before he died, he cried in his heart, "Lord, how can this man teach me the unique skills of Lingxi one finger and Tianmo God's palm? Why..." unfortunately, yunmenglong didn't read his mind and didn't know what the masked man thought.
Cloud dream dragon said, "it doesn't matter if you kill me, but it's your fault that you scare my woman."
Yunmenglong tried his best for the first time and killed for the first time. But he had no discomfort at all. On the contrary, he enjoyed it very much. A living person, under his own hands, can't move, can't talk, can't breathe. It feels good to hold the fate of others in the palm of your hand. Is he yunmenglong born a ruthless man. "Shit, how could it be? I'm so sentimental, righteous and infatuated." yunmenglong shook his head and was a little tired. Killing is really manual work. It's almost as tired as sex. Shit, I still prefer to go to bed.
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