Chapter 64: The Cruel Little Lion
Mo Ran cried out in pain, and the young man in front of him actually broke one of his arms like this, and with the invasion of the cold air, the blood stopped instantly, but the pain was extremely intense!
He wanted to scratch the painful, itchy wound with his hand, but he couldn't move, so he could only let the pain stimulate his senses!
Purple Wing smiled at him evilly: "I can't stand it, this is just the beginning!"
The other two Great Dou Masters listened in horror because their bodies were completely under theirs. But the wailing that makes the soul tremble, can not deceive anyone in any way. This invisible fear is often the deepest fear in the marrow!
Ziyi said coldly: "I will tear off every piece of flesh and bone on your body, dare to touch my sister, and cause me to lose the strange fire and the little swallowing python! Do you know how much my heart hurts now?"
A wisp of black fire rose from Purple Wing's fingertips: "Do you know what this is?"
"Please, spare me, I didn't catch the person, it's the Great Elder, the person was caught by the Great Elder himself!" Mo Ran pleaded in fear.
Ziyi smiled: "Mo Chen, is it? Your Mo family! You can't run away! Don't worry, he will only be worse than you!"
Three clusters of black fire burned on their heads, hanging their souls, no matter how intense the pain was, they didn't even have the right to faint!
A cluster of black fire ignited Mo Ran's severed arm, and this terrible black fire melted the ice on the wound of the severed arm, and just like that, just like that!
"Ah, kill me, please give me a good time!"
The pain from the nerve endings in his heart never stopped.
At this moment, he felt that his world was spinning, and he didn't want to live anymore, and he didn't want to live anymore.
"Kill me, kill me! Please! Ah......h
Mo Ran knew that he couldn't hold on any longer, but he was so tenacious that he couldn't die!
Purple Wing smiled wickedly: "You know what. I've heard that there is a punishment called beheading, and this man, after he has no lower half, hey, he won't die right away. ”
After Ziyi finished speaking, he inhaled with his left hand, and Mo Yang, who was a few meters away, was sucked back by him.
"Click!"
"Ahh
The heart-rending pain nearly overwhelmed him.
Purple Wing pinched his neck like this, and the layer of ice slowly retreated from Mo Yang's neck.
His hands could move, and Mo Yang couldn't stop waving his frozen arms, trying to break away from the clutches of Purple Wing.
Ziyi smiled softly at Mo Ran: "Let's enjoy it together." ”
Ziyi's other hand slowly stretched out to Mo Yang's thigh.
The big hand that kept groping at the base of his thigh, Mo Yang felt extremely frightened. "What are you doing, don't, don't! Please!"
"Hey, I got it. "This is where the thigh joins the pelvis!
As soon as Ziyi's right hand was forced, a thigh was torn off by him, and before the blood could flow out, the cold fighting qi completely covered his wounds.
"Ahh
Purple Wing tossed lightly, and the leg was tossed in front of Inkscale's eyes.
This is Mo Yang's thigh, without the freezing of the extremely evil qi, that leg is slowly overflowing with blood at the moment.
Looking at the thighs that had left the human body and were still moving twice on the ground, Mo Liang felt a churn in his stomach and almost vomited.
Soon another fresh thigh was thrown over.
Ink Scale couldn't help but spit it out anymore.
Ziyi smiled coldly and threw Mo Yang, who only had his upper body left, to the ground,
Poor Mo Yang supported his upper body with his arms, crawled in pain in front of Rob of the Sand Mercenary Regiment, grabbed Rob's leg tightly and wailed: "Please, Grand Master! Give me a good time, please!"
The endless pain spread throughout his upper body and back to his chest.
The hoarse wail was unbearable.
Even Rob had a trace of sympathy for the person who had seriously injured him at this moment.
The people of the Sand Mercenary Group gasped and looked at the back of Purple Wing, this boy is terrifying!
Rob swallowed and let out a long exhale, "I said you would regret it!"
Mo Yang crawled painfully to the other members of the Sand Mercenary Group: "Please, I beg you to give me a good time." ”
The pain was like a poison ivy that bound him all over his body, and he couldn't escape!
Mo Ran looked at Mo Yang, who was only half of his body left, and at this moment he actually forgot his pain.
Ziyi knocked on his hard body dissatisfied: "Don't desert, be serious." ”
Click, a finger was snapped off alive by Purple Wing.
Ziyi smiled and said, "Ten thousand broken corpses are never a lie. ”
Then one by one, the fingers were torn off by the purple wings. Ah, kill me, kill me, Mo Ran's mournful wail is endless!
Ziyi was annoyed, "Come and break it for me, this work is really tiring." ”
And they all moved back in fear, and they were all far away from Rob. They used to be villains, but in front of this little boy, they were definitely first-class citizens!
Rob smiled bitterly, it seemed that only he could do this job.
He walked over slowly, clicked, and half of his left arm was broken. Mo Ran looked at Rob pleadingly, "Grand Master, I, there are two volumes of exercises in my Na Ring, both of which are Xuan-rank, as well as gold coins, for you, for you! Please! Break a big piece, I beg you, I will make you a cow and a horse in the next life, Grand Master!"
Yes!
Rob smiled bitterly, do you think I like to do such a perverted thing, alas!
Another half of his arm was torn off Mo Ran's body.
Purple Wing walked towards the ink scales, stopped and shouted, "I didn't break enough ten thousand yuan, how much is the difference, you count it yourself." ”
The corners of Rob's mouth twitched, and he carefully rubbed and picked up the flesh and blood on Mo Ran's body.
He could only fall into this pain and could not extricate himself.
Mo Ran kept scolding at Purple Wing.
Purple Wing smiled: "Scold, scold, I'll give you this power." If I don't give you this, I'll be too cruel!"
...... Is there anything more cruel than him!, the mercenaries of the Sand Mercenary Regiment glanced at each other!
Seeing Purple Wing standing in front of him, Ink Scale bit down on his tongue with hatred.
Ziyi is happy, when your body is frozen by freezing gas, you can't mobilize your fighting energy, and you still want to bite off your tongue.
Purple Wing looked at the ink scales for a long time, playing the trick of biting his tongue and killing himself.
Extreme pain came from the base of the tongue, but the ink scales found in horror that his tongue was not broken! The pain of the tongue was like a burning charcoal in his mouth.
But the pain kept drilling from the throat to the heart
Ziyi smiled: "It turns out that biting your tongue and committing suicide is fake." ”
"Come on, go and set up a pot, this guy who likes to eat, I'm going to cook him little by little. ”
......
After playing for a while, Ziyi stopped playing: "They handed it over to you! Yancheng Mo family, good Yancheng Mo family, Mo Chen! Don't fall into the hands of the master!"