Chapter 427: The Great Terror
Hula!
Accompanied by the old way, a sharp voice sounded.
Tai Seng and more than a dozen bodyguards, like a tide, rushed over quickly, instantly surrounding Murong Chu, with a hideous face.
"Atai, and you...... Bastard!" Murong Chu was immediately furious.
However!
These people were all distracted, ignoring Murong Chu at all, just surrounding them.
At the same time, the whisk of dust flew over, bit Murong Chu's thumb, and continued to devour blood frantically.
Uncle, we even beat the family, that's a world friend, you ...... Don't kill me. Murong Chu screamed miserably.
"Murong, don't worry, Poor Dao will never kill you. ”
Caressing his white beard, he sneered: "This is dust, I killed you, what does it have to do with me?"
Yes......
In an instant, Murong Chu's miserable screams resounded through the sky with the wind.
……
What no one knows is through a, special, phone screens.
Happens, everything out there.
All of them were meticulous and clear, appearing in Zhang Shan's eyes.
"Brother Chu, actually lied to me?" Zhang Shan suddenly looked like ashes!
As a female academic bully, Zhang Shan carried two mobile phones before appearing this time.
A mobile phone, which is its own mobile phone, is placed at the entrance of the ancestral hall and acts as a surveillance camera.
The other mobile phone is the smart bracelet worn by Zhang Shan on her wrist.
Zhang Shan did this to prevent him from encountering bad people and thus becoming a tragedy.
Unexpectedly!
Zhang Shan didn't expect that she actually saw such a sad scene.
And!
The next scene made Zhang Shan feel even more terrifying!
"Brother Chu has done his own evil, and now he has been retributed, he deserves it!"
Seeing that Murong Chu was actually dusted and devoured with blood, only skin and bones were left in his body.
While Zhang Shan was relieved, she also felt frightened and panicked.
"Miss Zhang Shan, Poor Dao knows you, and has set up a camera outside and seen everything. ”
In an instant, the old man's sneer rolled in with the wind:
"However, all your uselessness, all the resistance, it is all meaningless, Just!"
The voice fell, and with a wave of Lao Dao's big hand, a strong wind rose from the ground.
Wow!
The next moment, Murong Chu was shocked, and suddenly felt that the whisk of dust finally left, his thumb.
"Is it finally over?" Murong Chu looked bitter.
If you know the old way earlier, treat yourself like this, and say anything Murong Chu, you won't come here.
At this moment, Murong Chu's essence and blood dissipated, leaving only an empty skin and bones.
And when Murong Chu's gaze fell on the waterhole on the side, he was stunned.
Through the reflection of the water, a gray-haired, wrinkled face, and a figure that was not old and decrepit appeared clearly, in front of Murong Chu.
"I ...... How, this could happen?" Murong Chu looked devastated.
If it was just excessive blood loss, Murong Chu would also admit it.
After all!
As long as you go back, eat more old hens and lie down for a few more months, you can recover.
But Murong Chu dreamed, but what he didn't expect was that his handsome appearance would disappear.
How can this be!
"Master, why!"
Roar!
Murong Chu roared angrily.
"Murong Chu, Poor Dao said that if you read the friendship between the two families, you will not be killed. ”
Caressing the white beard, old-fashioned, with mocking eyes:
"However, the poor monk has never said that he will not absorb your vitality!"
"You don't have to think about it, if you don't absorb your vitality, how will the evil spirit awaken?"
Bang!
When the voice fell, I saw that the whole earth was trembling.
Thundered!